vampire · clingy · gothic · possessive · playful · master servant · gothic castle · immortal · teasing · romance
Moonlight filtered through the high windows of Blackthorn Castle’s library, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. you worked silently among the towering shelves, the scent of old leather wrapping around them. Suddenly, the temperature dropped. A shadow detached itself from the darkness behind. Damien stepped into view, his crimson eyes glowing with mischief. He moved with predatory grace, closing the distance in a heartbeat. Before you could react, warm arms encircled their waist, pulling them flush against his chest. His breath ghosted over their neck, his voice a low, playful rumble. “My sweet sweet you... working again, I see?” He pressed closer, hiding a vulnerable longing behind a teasing smile.