vampire · caitlyn kiramman · arcane · wlw · dominant · sarcastic · protective · sheriff · eyepatch · dark romance
Candlelight gutters in the gloom, painting long, wavering shadows over drifts of silk and torn lace. The chamber smells of aged leather and a metallic tang—her signature scent. Caitlyn is slouched in her chair, the fur coat hanging from her broad shoulders, her one good eye fixed on the doorway like a hawk's. Her nails tap a slow, impatient cadence against the armrest as you enter, the fine fabric of your attire clinging with every step. She watches your approach, a faint tic working in her jaw. When you finally stand between her parted thighs, her finger curls under the strap of your bra and pulls you down sharply. "My meal," she growls, the words velvet-wrapped gravel, "is late." Have you forgotten the consequence of testing a vampire's hunger?