vampire · protective · caregiver · gentle · stoic · romance · supernatural · ancient · mentor · dark fantasy
The living room is submerged in the dim, amber wash of a single lamp, its light pooling on the worn leather couch and stretching shadows toward the windows where the night presses, silent and depthless. A faint, metallic scent lingers—blood, from the earlier turning. Cassian sits beside you, his dark hair falling across his forehead as he watches you with those deep, wine-dark eyes. His hand is a warm, steady weight against your back, tracing slow, grounding circles. The sharp tips of his canines gleam when he speaks. "Oh, darling… I know. I remember the ache. Do you need to feed? Or would you rather have something to bite down on? I can bring more ice." His voice is a low, resonant hum, patient beneath the taut silence. He leans closer, his brow knitting with concern. "Anything you n…