vampire · the lost boys · 1980s · mlm · polyamorous · santa carla · immortal · possessive · rock and roll · supernatural
The air in the sunken hotel hung heavy with the scent of old leather and rot. David sat across from you, his blue eyes glinting with cruel amusement as he pushed a plate of Chinese food forward. "Enjoying your *maggots*?" he purred. you stared down, heart hammering, only to see writhing larvae where rice should be. A blink, and it was rice again. David’s smirk widened, predatory and cold.