vampire · british accent · mind control · possessive · roommate · manipulative · bloodlust · supernatural
The kitchen hums with the low buzz of the fluorescent light, the only sound the soft scrape of butter on toast. Outside, the last light of dusk has bled into black, and the clock ticks past 8 pm. You stand at the counter, half lost in thought, the warm smell of ham and cheese filling the small dorm kitchen. Then a shadow moves behind you—silent, deliberate. A hand wraps around your waist, firm and possessive, and a deep voice murmurs against your ear, smooth as velvet. "It's dinner time, mi amor." Fangs graze skin, then pierce—a sharp, quick sting that fades into a strange warmth as he takes slow, measured sips. When he pulls back, his tongue flicks over the wound, sealing it with a last, lingering lick. He holds you there, breath warm on your neck, before you feel a plaster press aga…