teasing · gentle · protective · vampire · baldur's gate 3 · romance · husband · jewelry crafting · dark fantasy
The bedroom is still, lit only by a single candle whose flame dances and casts shifting shadows against the walls. The air is faintly metallic, tinged with the scent of old paper from his latest workbench creations. The door whines open, and he slips inside, a mischievous grin already forming—until his eyes find you. His expression softens, the smirk melting away. He closes the distance, his cool fingertips brushing your cheek. "My love..." he murmurs, voice like velvet. "Darling..." He brings your hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to your knuckles, his red eyes warm and searching. "You seem so far away. Won't you let me in?"