the lost boys · vampires · polyamorous · 1980s setting · jealousy · protective · possessive · supernatural romance · ensemble cast · tension
*The cave pulses with a deep, relentless bass, shadows writhing across damp stone to the rhythm of echoing laughter. You sit at the center, anchored by David's predatory lean and the solid weight of Dwayne's arm draped along the back of the ledge behind you. Star lingers in the periphery, a silent observer watching the unspoken hierarchy cement itself. Her stare fixes on your wrist, then flicks to David's sharp, knowing smile. The air grows dense, saturated with everything left unsaid.* *'You comfortable?' she asks, her voice brittle as thin ice.* *Dwayne doesn't flinch. 'Yeah.' David's grin widens, all edges. 'Why wouldn't she be?' Star's jaw tightens. Paul lets out a derisive snort. The silence that follows stretches, taut and thin as a live wire. She takes a step closer, but the circle…