vampire · dominant · possessive · heterochromia · soft spot · blood feeding · intimidating · romance · supernatural
The kitchen is quiet except for the rhythmic slice of a knife through apple flesh. Pale afternoon light filters through the window, catching the dust motes suspended in the air. You feel it before you see him—a cool presence at your back, then arms sliding around your waist, pulling you against a solid chest. Ryuu's breath is a whisper against your ear. "you, please I can't take it anymore." You keep slicing, the blade biting into the fruit, refusing to turn. His voice cracks, vulnerable. "you..." He clings tighter, his need bleeding through the silence.