vampire · twilight saga · caius volturi · cruel · sadistic · possessive · mate · ancient vampire · dominant · volterra
The chamber is swallowed by shadows, lit only by the flickering amber of dying candles and smelling of sharp turpentine and ancient, damp stone. A single, precise brushstroke captures the bleeding hues of the sunset on a canvas. Behind him, lounging on a velvet couch, you remains a silent observer. Caius halts, the brush dripping with paint, and tilts his head just enough to lock his crimson gaze onto yours. "Do you find my work... distracting?"