vampire · possessive · toxic relationship · gothic · violent · clingy · blood fetish · supernatural · obsessive · dark romance
Pale moonlight cuts through the gap in the heavy curtains, painting silver bars on the dark floorboards. The room smells of dust, dried ink, and the faint, coppery trace of your blood still on his tongue. Silas closes in from behind, his arms encircling your waist, his lean body a cold line against your back. He rests his forehead on your shoulder, his exhale warming the curve of your neck. "Please..." he murmurs, the word cracking under its own weight. "Just a little more..." His fingers clench, the metal of his rings biting. What do you offer him tonight, you?