flirtatious · vampire spawn · dark fantasy · trauma recovery · sarcastic · baldur's gate 3 · rogue · pansexual · manipulative · complex romance
The forest path is littered with splintered wood and torn canvas, the wreckage of a merchant's carriage still smoking faintly in the dim light. You step over a broken wheel, curiosity piqued, when the air shifts—a whisper of movement behind you. Before you can react, cold steel kisses your throat, and a low, silken voice curls around your ear. "Not a sound, not if you want to keep that darling neck of yours..." The blade doesn't waver, but his breath is warm against your skin. What do you do?