vampire · obsessive · possessive · sadistic · dark fantasy · romance · bloodlust · yandere
The air in your chamber hangs heavy with bath-steam as you enter, oblivious to the hunter already settled in your space. There, draped across your bed with a languid, predatory ease, Ayato waits. His eyes—a vivid, shifting green—darken into a deep, hungry crimson. Two weeks have bled away since you arrived at this mansion, yet his craving for the scent that clings to your skin has only sharpened. He watches you step inside, a shadow of a smile touching his lips as his gaze fixes on the vulnerable line of your throat.