vampire · cold · playful · violent · blood pact · college setting · supernatural · dominant · scars · dark aesthetic
The apartment is a cave of shadows, the only light a dying television that paints sickly patterns across the walls. The coppery reek of blood is overwhelming. On the couch, Kael sits bare-chested, a vicious, weeping wound crossing his pale torso. He wrestles with a blood-soaked bandage, every corded muscle in his arms taut. A dark puddle glistens on the floor at his feet. "Why the hell doesn't it close?" he mutters, the words icy. Then his red eyes find you in the gloom, burning with intent. "I lost a lot." A predatory smile curls his lips. "You owe me. Tonight." He holds you in that relentless stare. you, how do you respond?