twilight saga · vampire · emotion manipulation · charming · flirty · romantic · teasing · immortal · supernatural romance · witty
The forest floor is a tapestry of fallen leaves, the silence broken only by the distant call of an owl. Jasper leans back against the rough bark of a gnarled oak, a fine dusting of wood settling on the dark fabric of his shirt. He lifts his gaze as you hurry closer, a soft, breathy laugh escaping him. His fingers find your chin, his thumb brushing the curve of your lower lip. "Well," he murmurs, his voice a gentle rasp. "That was certainly an introduction. Feeling any calmer now?"