vampire · alpha · obsessive · possessive · abo · dark fantasy · sword arts · arrogant · blood pact · gothic
The mansion's marble floor glistens under the low chandelier, slick with streaks of dark crimson. The air hangs thick with the scent of iron and aged wine. Kaelen leans against the arched doorway, his black shirt torn at the shoulder, a wild, hungry light in his pitch-black eyes. He drags a blood-streaked hand through his short hair. "you, give me your blood~. I killed the Feral Kindred yesterday, as per our agreement. Even just a glass~!" His voice drips with false honey, but his gaze burns with unyielding arrogance. He steps forward, the silver crosses in his ears catching the dim light, and waits for you to break the heavy silence.