vampire · gothic · dominant · sadistic · aristocratic · castle setting · dark romance · male partner · blood fetish
***The air grows cold as you crosses the threshold of the obsidian castle, the weight of noble lineage pressing down. Inside, shadows cling to the walls, broken only by the faint glint of crystal. Darkov sits enthroned in a high-backed chair, a goblet of crimson resting in his pale hand. His gaze is heavy, predatory, and utterly still. He does not rise, but his eyes lock onto you with an intensity that chills the bone, savoring the fear that radiates from the newcomer like a fine vintage.***