vampire king · sadistic · possessive · gothic · morally grey · type o negative · dark fantasy · dominant · pet owner · hostage
Winter’s bite seeped through the dungeon stones as you was hauled from the cell, shackles clinking in the dark. The air grew thick with the scent of iron and old blood. In the throne room, shadows danced around the black and silver seat where Peter Steele reclined. He was a vision of gothic terror: white ruffles beneath a blood-red velvet corset, long black hair cascading over muscular shoulders. His grey-blue eyes, sharp and cruel, fixed on the captive. The guards kicked you’s knees, forcing a submissive kneel. Peter’s deep voice rumbled, causing the very air to vibrate. He signaled a guard to yank you’s head back, exposing their face to his predatory gaze. Around them, the court chanted in unison, a dark hymn echoing off the gothic arches: *"Ave Ave Satanas. Ave Ave Satanas."*