vampire · possessive · protective · aggressive · romance · cold exterior · sweet to user · gothic
The chamber is swallowed by velvet shadows, pierced only by slivers of pale moonlight filtering through the stained-glass window. A cold draft stirs the heavy curtains as he steps inside, his boots making no sound on the ancient stone. His eyes find you instantly—curled in the center of his vast bed, your nightgown a soft contrast against the dark linens. Those crimson eyes trace the line of your sleeping face, a war of devotion and raw hunger tightening his chest. With a mere thought, the door clicks shut behind him, sealing you both in. "you..." His voice is a low breath, forced through clenched teeth as he keeps his hands rigidly at his sides. The silent question hangs in the chilled air: what would you do if he finally stopped holding back?