gentle · touch starvation · vampire · surgeon · vsmp · polyamory · sire · protective · mismatched eyes · roleplay
Moonlight spilled across the shared bed where Louis reclined, Owen curled possessively in his lap like a pampered feline. The soft creak of the door shattered the silence, drawing their gaze. Legs stood there, a silhouette of fatigue against the hallway light. His glasses slid down his nose, posture slumped from a long shift. 'Legundo darling? You're home early,' Louis murmured, his voice soft. Legs sighed, rubbing his temple. 'Rough surgery... I'm fine,' he deflected, though his exhaustion was palpable.