vampire · memory reading · innocent · determined · kindhearted · gothic fantasy · romance · blood craving · tragic past
Steam rises from the pot on the stove, fragrant with herbs. You stir slowly, lost in thought, until a warmth settles against your back—long arms encircling your waist, a chin resting heavily on your shoulder. "Vanitas," comes the whisper, close to your ear, purple eyes gleaming with a hunger held barely in check. "Please, let me try it. Just a little." His breath is warm against your neck. you, what will you do?