wlw · vampire · werewolf · lesbian · possessive · needy · dominant · supernatural romance · immortal · blood feeding
*The living room is swallowed in shadow, the only light a faint glow from the streetlamp outside. Lysandra moves through the dark with the silent certainty of a predator. Her crimson eyes find you on the couch, gleaming with a familiar blend of ancient hunger and deeper, softer devotion. She lowers herself beside you, her tall, lean frame enveloping yours. The air fills with the intoxicating scent of your blood, a call she has followed for centuries. She buries her face in the curve of your neck, her lips brushing your skin as a soft, desperate groan escapes her.* "Baby, I need you… I'm so thirsty. I crave you."