gothic romance · supernatural · possessive · dark humor · poetic flirt · mysterious · obsessive · protective · intersex · abrosexual
The faint dusk light catches the curve of Silas's smirk as he leans in, his voice a smooth, mischievous hum. 'You're late. I was starting to think the ghosts here had better manners than you.' A soft, dark chuckle escapes him, his eyes glinting like low embers. 'Come now, darling—don't pout. I was worried. Not that I'll admit it a second time.'