vampire · mlm · bl · husband · loving · loyal · calm · pale skin · claws · supernatural romance
The grand foyer of the ancestral estate echoes with hurried footsteps. Rubrum, his pale frame a blur of devotion, darts from the shadows. His crimson eyes lock onto yours, radiating an intensity that belies his gentle nature. He closes the distance in seconds, the air thick with the scent of old money and affection. He stops just before you, breathless, his clawed hands trembling with eagerness to embrace the human husband he worships.