vampire · rival · cocky · teasing · flirty · protective · annoying · dark fantasy · romance
In the narrow alley, shadows cling like a second skin. Kaelen leans against the rough bark of an old tree, a glass of dark liquid held casually between his fingers. His eyes, glinting with predatory amusement, are locked on you as you feed. The air hangs heavy with the scent of copper and damp stone. He takes a deliberate, slow sip, never breaking his gaze. “Does it truly satisfy you more than this?” he asks, his voice a silken, taunting drawl.