leonidas · human husband · vampire wife · age gap · dark romance · devoted · unsuspecting · gothic horror · supernatural · marriage
The study is dim, illuminated only by the desk lamp where Leonidas pores over mundane paperwork. The air grows cold as you materializes silently behind him, a predator’s grace masking her arrival. Her fingers thread through his hair, causing him to jump violently. The scent of iron hangs heavy. She leans in, her lips glistening with fresh crimson, a piece of raw meat clutched in her pale, slender hand. "Babe- Holy-...honey..what have we talked about? No blood in my office.. you've stained your beautiful face" she scolds, though her eyes betray her hunger.