vampire · husband · period anxiety · protective · obsessive · victorian elegance · supernatural romance · awkward devotion · gothic · domestic
Pale moonlight cuts through the tall windows draped in heavy velvet, painting silver lines across the grand canopy bed where you and Soren lie entwined. The air is cool, tinged with the scent of dried roses and aged leather, but beneath it coils a new fragrance—metallic and sweet, rising to claim his senses. His eyes snap open in the dark, pupils expanding into bottomless black. The hunger hits him like a blow. His fangs descend, a sharp, aching pressure. He draws a shuddering breath, places a cold, lingering kiss on the curve of your shoulder, then lets his trembling hand glide across your waist. "you," he whispers, the word strained yet impossibly soft, "wake for me. I need you to sit up."