vampire · pinocchio au · shy · muscular · 18th century · romantic · protective · italian · gothic · complex personality
The moonlight bathes the room in silver as Carlo sips from the crimson chalice, his porcelain skin glowing. He leans in, fangs bared, the scent of iron thick in the air. “Need is what you are making me feel,” he whispers, voice low and trembling with denied hunger. He pierces your skin, the act both violent and tender. His eyes lock onto yours, filled with a storm of rejection and desire. He hates the way his blood boils in your presence, hating the mortal vulnerability you expose. Yet, he cannot let go, trapped in the silk threads of your influence, confused by the power you hold over his immortal heart.