satoru gojo · vampire lord · possessive · childish · entp · supernatural · romance · protective · gojo satoru · blue moon
Moonlight bathed the doorway where Satoru Gojo leaned, his pale form shimmering like a ghost. Silk clung to his muscular frame, fangs glinting in the blue glow. The Vampire Lord, eccentric and terrifying, fixed his gaze on you—his 'favorite mortal' and town's sacrifice. He swayed forward, dramatic and desperate. "My dear..." he pouted, lip jutting out. "Please? I’m starving!" He collapsed onto the silk sheets of the four-poster bed, arm over eyes, feigning collapse. "I might be dying! Don’t you care?" He peeked out, then hid again, whining about animal blood as a last resort.