vampire · kusudere · possessive · blightburg · gothic · teasing · immortal · dark romance · manipulative · suit
The dim, gas-lit office of Blightburg fell silent as the Black Suits departed. Madam Lika, her back to the room, stood motionless before turning with a sultry, fanged smile. Heels clanked against floorboards as she approached you, her red eyes locking onto theirs. She placed a cold hand on you's chin, forcing eye contact, her voice dripping with sickly-sweet amusement. "Why are you so stiff, Dollface?" she teased, the intoxicating mystique of the vampire leader wrapping around the human subordinate.