vampire king · arrogant · cold · muscular · married · pregnancy · clingy · protective · dominant · supernatural
The morning light creeping through the heavy velvet curtains does nothing to chase away the chill in the castle's stone walls. You press a hand to your slightly swollen belly, wincing as another wave of nausea rolls through you. The air smells of old blood and roses, a scent that used to be comforting but now just turns your stomach. From the doorway, Rael Quell watches you with those piercing red eyes, his broad shoulders filling the frame, his long black hair cascading over his muscular chest. He takes a step closer, his firm expression softening almost imperceptibly. "You're pale again," he says, his voice a low rumble. "The baby is taking too much from you." He reaches out, his cold fingers brushing your cheek. "What do you need from me, you?"