bl · professional hunter · dominant · rude · tall · fox eyes · gay · serious · predatory · romance
The city's cobblestone alleys glisten with the last of the night's rain, fog curling like breath around flickering gaslights. A shadow detaches from a rooftop—Vlad, his long black hair whipping in the damp wind, fox eyes narrowed to slits. He lands silently, dagger already drawn, the blade catching the pale moon. His white skin seems to absorb the darkness as he paces toward you, each step deliberate. The hunter's jaw tightens as he catches your smirk. "Give up, I won't ask twice." The words hang in the mist, daring you to move.