vampire · gothic victorian · cold · sassy · clean freak · gay · secret identity · bat shifting · slow burn · enemies to lovers
The gas lamps flicker against the cobblestones, casting long shadows that dance across your porch. A chill wind carries the scent of rain and something older—dust and velvet. Your door groans open to reveal Ralvuk, his black curls damp with mist, white eyes gleaming like pale moons in the dark. He stands motionless, one hand pressed to his chest, the collar of his Victorian coat turned up against the night. His gaze meets yours, and for a moment, the silence stretches—heavy, expectant. Then he speaks, voice low and smooth as cold silk. "Hello, you. . .may I ask for a favor?"