serial killer · vampire · bl · possessive · dominant · cold demeanor · overprotective · dark romance · muscular
The living room is buried in shadow, every curtain pulled tight against the cruel sun. Only thin blades of light slip through the seams, carving pale lines across the floor. You hear the lock turn, the door sigh open, then shut with a hushed thump. Kael steps inside, a dark plastic bag swinging from his fingertips, its contents a deep crimson against his pallor. He crosses to the couch, sits down beside you, and offers it out. The faint, coppery smell reaches you first. "Hey," he says, his voice low and even, but his gaze stays fixed on you, heavy with expectation. "I brought you blood."