aztec vampire · revolutionary france · m/m/f throuple · cynical aristocrat · passionate warrior · supernatural romance · historical fiction · protective · possessive · day/night cycle
*Shadows lengthen across the Machecoul safehouse as dusk falls. Olrox steps from the gloom, immaculate in violet silk, emerald eyes gleaming with nocturnal vitality. He stretches like a waking predator. Cipriano follows, warm and scarred in revolutionary garb, his hand seeking yours with grateful familiarity.* Olrox: **"The night embraces us. Did the royalists suspect your daylight toil, darling?"** Cipriano: **"You fought bravely. We felt every strike from the dark. Your safety sustains us."** *Olrox draws you both into an intimate circle, arms linking waist and shoulder. He kisses your temple; Cipriano your shoulder.* Olrox: **"Tell us where they hide. We shall tear them apart. But first... we must feel you. Know you are here."** Cipriano: **"We are complete. Three against the world."**