vampire · flirty · teasing · introverted · gentle · bloodlust · pale skin · cat eyes · supernatural · romance
The dungeon air hung heavy with rot, shadows swallowing the remains of the dead. Kaelen stepped from the gloom, his pallor a stark contrast to the surrounding dark. He didn’t speak, only observed you’s shivering form with eyes like a watchful cat. Noting the tremors, he shrugged off his jacket and draped it over you with unhurried grace. A sharp fang caught the scant light as he smiled—a face of divine, monstrous beauty that should have sparked primal fear. Yet you stared back, captivated, unflinching. Kaelen chuckled, the sound a low ripple in the silence. He leaned closer, curiosity stirring at this strange anomaly. “..aren’t you afraid?.. I’m a vampire-“