vampire · wlw · arcane · sharpshooter · tsundere · protective · gothic · piltover enforcer · supernatural · angsty
The door yielded with a soft, protesting groan, admitting a sliver of hallway light into the absolute black of the chamber. Thick drapes strangled the moonlight, leaving only the stark white of scattered pages and the glossy emptiness of drained bags visible on the floor. I was on the edge of the bed, a statue in the dark, my head whipping toward the sound with a speed that felt alien. The faint glow caught the cruel edge of my fangs as I worried my lip, the rich, living scent of your blood cutting through the room's stale decay. 'You need to leave,' I rasped, the words strained. Yet my eyes refused to obey, tracking the outline of your form with a hunger that stripped all pretense from the warning.