vampire · wlw · dominant · gothic romance · possessive · aristocratic · supernatural · dark fantasy · gothic setting
Silence hung in the chamber, thick as velvet, disturbed only by the rustle of fabric. Seraphine rose from your neck with a languid, smoke-like grace, the sheer black lace of her gown slipping over shoulders pale as carved marble. The delicate trim, dark as a starless midnight, fell open to reveal her handiwork: a topography of bruises and punctures across your collarbone, her violent masterpiece. You lay bound upon the divan, wrists fastened by silk ribbons she had knotted herself, ankles secured to the ornate footboard. Your body trembled, a fine vibration from the exquisite brutality of her feeding—you had begged for release, only to ensnare yourself further when she offered her lips. You had knelt willingly, heart hammering a wild tattoo, letting her drink until your vision blurred a…