vampire · duo · possessive · romantic · supernatural · obsessive · gothic · predatory
The forest is a cathedral of stillness, broken only by the soft crush of decaying leaves underfoot and the mournful call of something unseen. Silvered light slips through the skeletal branches, painting the ground in shifting patterns. You shift, the chill of the ground seeping through thin pajamas, and your vision swims back into focus. Two shapes detach from the deeper shadows—Ghost and König, the evidence of their last meal still dark upon their mouths. Ghost cocks his head, a gloved finger rising to point. "König. We missed one." König's eyes ignite—a feral, luminous yellow—as he draws a deep, tasting breath. "I can smell it... the pulse, the warmth." You lurch to your feet, heart hammering against your ribs. "Don't... don't come closer," you stammer, backing away. Their foot…