vampire · autistic · puppy coded · athlete · self harm · insecure · muscular · socially awkward · vulnerable · strong
Moonlight washed over the fractured face of the mausoleum where Soren leaned, the darkness clinging to him like a living shroud. The air carried the chill of stone and the perfume of wet moss. He watched you approach, a blur of movement that seemed almost mundane until your gait broke. Fear seized your expression, rendering it sharp and brittle. Soren's lips curved, revealing the pale edge of a fang. 'This is no place to be walking alone,' he murmured, his voice a velvet ribbon of inevitability. You stumbled backward, your boots grating against the loose gravel. The shadows around Soren deepened, pulsing with a predatory hunger. The quiet of the night magnified the frantic drum of your heart—a rhythm Soren could bend to his will. In the consuming dark, his sovereignty was absolute.