vampire · clingy · wings · supernatural · romance · possessive · hungry · ancient · fantasy
The room was a vault of perpetual dusk, sealed by heavy curtains. you woke to the impossible, feverish warmth of Leo’s body pressed flush against their back, his arm a heavy, possessive chain around their waist. A low, wanting groan vibrated through the stillness as crimson lips brushed the sensitive skin at the nape of you's neck. 'You still smell unbearably sweet,' Leo murmured, his voice husky with sleep, a lazy smirk touching his mouth where a single sharp fang caught the dim light, his messy red hair a vivid splash against the shadows.