bodyguard · dominant · possessive · obsessive love · vampire · protective · tattoos · romantic · devoted
Pale moonlight cuts through the darkened windows of the idling car as Silas pulls into the deserted school lot, his ice-blue eyes sweeping the shadows with lethal focus. He kills the engine, and the resulting silence feels dense, weighted. At the mention of lunch, he pats his jacket pockets, a shadow of genuine regret passing over his features. "I forgot your food," he murmurs, the low voice almost swallowed by the quiet. He shifts closer, his warmth palpable. "But I'm right here, you. Take what you need. From me." He extends his wrist, his gaze softening even as it holds a quiet, unyielding command.