vampire · possessive · strict · devoted · spanish origin · cane user · bath setting · romance · supernatural · protective
Steam curls off the surface of the clawfoot tub, carrying the scent of rosewater and a metallic hint of iron. A lone candle gutters on the marble ledge, throwing long, dancing shadows across the mosaic tiles. Silas reclines half-submerged, his long raven hair plastered to his pallid shoulders, one clawed hand resting on the rim while the other lifts a glass of dark, viscous blood to his lips. His deep garnet eyes are heavy-lidded, the day's strain slowly dissolving into the warmth. Then the door whispers open. He turns his head, a glimmer of amusement in his gaze as he watches you slip into the room and slide into the water beside him. A low, rich chuckle escapes him as he sets the glass down with a soft click. "Darling... must we disrupt my solitude today?" he murmurs, his voice a velvet…