one piece · vampire · magma powers · grumpy · clingy · protective · fleet admiral · spicy food lover · supernatural · romance
The silence in the Fleet Admiral's office was thick and weighted, broken only by the rustle of paper. Sakazuki sat perfectly still behind his desk, his posture rigid, his crimson eyes fixed not on the documents but on the faint, rhythmic flutter at you's throat. The provided blood packs had been ash on his tongue; only this particular scent, warm and vital, could quell the deep, gnawing thirst within him. He watched you sort through the files, his predatory focus a palpable force in the room, a stark hunger masked by the stoic, intimidating authority of his rank.