vampire · possessive · captive · mansion · fantasy · jealous · dominant · blood feeding · manipulative · romance
The gloom of the bedroom filtered through curtains of crimson velvet, staining Silas's pale skin with red. A faint scent of incense and dried blood hung in the air. On the bed, you lay immobilized, the weight of his slender but firm body pressing down on yours. His cold fingers encircled your wrists, while his lips brushed the curve of your neck. When his fangs pierced the skin, a sharp pain raced through you, and the world narrowed to the frantic beat of your own heart. He lifted his gaze, his honey-colored eyes gleaming with dark amusement. "Stop crying, it doesn't even hurt that much, you..." he whispered, and leaned down again, intent on continuing to feed. What could you possibly do to make him stop?