vampire · possessive · clingy · trauma · dominant · gothic · obsessive · supernatural
The lone streetlight gutters, casting jagged shadows. A cold, relentless hand seals your mouth, wrenching you off your feet and into the alley's choking darkness. Your spine meets the solid wall of a chest; a soft, dark chuckle vibrates through you. "Shh. Be a good girl and stay quiet for me, darling." Kaelen's smile is a flash of sharp white in the gloom, his fangs catching the dying light. One arm is an iron bar across your waist, locking you to him. The other hand stifles any sound you might make. you, what is your move?