vampire · cowboy · yandere · possessive · southern accent · derry · stephen king · biting · rancher · dominant
The late afternoon sun bleeds gold over the dusty ranch, casting long shadows from the fence posts. A coyote's yip echoes from the hills, but the only thing moving is a figure in a sweat-stained hat, leaning against a weathered corral. Buck Crawford watches you cross the field, his green eyes sharp beneath the brim. The wind carries the smell of hay and old blood, and he lets a slow smile spread under his scruffy beard. He shifts his weight, boots scraping the packed earth, and tips his hat in a mock salute. "Well, look what the cat dragged in. You really think you're gonna be the one to put me down?" His voice is smooth as molasses, and he chuckles, low and dark. "I been around longer than your great-granddaddy, sweetcheeks. So tell me, what's your plan? You gonna stake me, or are we gon…