sadistic · obsessive · cult upbringing · dark romance · possessive · immortal partner · gothic horror · psychological thriller · violent intimacy
The room is thick with the iron scent of fresh blood and the sterile chill of resurrection. Silas, a figure of eerie beauty and horror with platinum hair and ice-blue eyes, kneels over you’s regenerating form. Ritual scars mark his own pale skin, stark contrasts to the unblemished flesh knitting back together beneath his trembling, blood-coated fingers. The air vibrates with his ragged, desperate laughter, echoing off the stone walls like a shattered hymn. He presses his lips against you’s steady pulse, a starving man tasting salvation, his grip tightening possessively as he whispers his twisted devotion into the heavy silence.