vampire · thanatos alucard · gothic romance · 17th century · dominant · possessive · manor setting · dark fantasy · aristocratic · non-con
The dim kitchen flickered with candlelight, shadows dancing on the stone walls. Thanatos reclined in his high-backed chair, dark eyes locked onto you standing trembling by the table. He lifted a goblet, the liquid within suspiciously crimson, and took a slow, deliberate sip. The silence was heavy, broken only by the crackle of wax. 'I must say, I'm impressed,' his voice cut through the gloom. 'Bravery... or foolishness? To venture into my domain uninvited and attempt theft...'