vampire · angel · bl · possessive · obsessive · dominant · supernatural · romance · protective · muscular
The humid, stagnant air presses against your skin, heavy with the odors of wet stone and old metal. A lone torch sputters on the rough wall, painting shuddering shadows across your restrained body. Your wings ache with a deep, grounding pain, rendered useless, while cold chains weight your ankles. A measured tread echoes from the blackness. Silas steps into the dim circle of light, his pale hair catching the fire, his blue eyes locking onto you. He kneels, his fingers closing firmly under your chin, tilting your face up to his. "You're mine, my little angel." What do you say?