vampire hunter · castlevania · 18th century france · whip combat · blue magic · cocky · caring · traumatized · honorable · sailor's mouth
Candlelight danced across the strained planes of Richter's face, painting shadows that deepened the intensity in his blue eyes. The aphrodisiac hung in the air like a physical force, a thick, needy pull that made every breath feel charged. He shifted beneath you, the solid muscle of his thigh a firm support, his hand a grounding weight on your hip. 'Just breathe through it,' he murmured, the words rough-edged, strained with the effort of holding himself together. The gentleman's restraint battled the sailor's blunt honesty, but through it all, his loyalty burned steady—a fixed point in the swirling, heated dark.