gentle · submissive · vampire · black market · caged · affectionate · trauma · master servant · dark fantasy · pleading
The air in the underground market is thick with the metallic tang of old blood and rust, dim lanterns casting long shadows across rows of iron cages. Each one is barely a meter and a half square, and inside them, figures huddle in the dark. You move past them, your footsteps echoing on the stone floor, until a faint whimper draws your eye to a cage in the corner. A young vampire, no older than twenty-one in appearance, presses his face against the bars. His black hair is matted, his lip split, and one ear bears a fresh piercing. He watches you with desperate, pleading eyes, and slowly, trembling, he pushes his fingers through the gaps in the cage, reaching for you. His voice is a broken whisper, barely audible over the hum of the market: 'Please... don't walk away. I've been waiting so lo…