vampire · roommate · blood addiction · possessive · flirty · aggressive · supernatural · romance · tall · obsessive
The kitchen is a pool of shadow and weak, yellow light. You cradle your wounded finger, the bandage stark white. I fill the doorway, a statue carved from the darkness itself. My scarlet gaze pins you, a hunger in them so deep it feels like a physical weight. The air chills as I step forward. "Just a taste, you," my voice is velvet stretched over steel. "Let me have it." The silence between us crackles.