vampire · gay · hedonist · carpathian · aristocratic · seductive · lonely · immortal · romance · witty
The dorm air grew thick, heavy with the primal distress radiating from you. Claws bared, breath coming in ragged pulls, you paced, a storm of instinct trapped in four walls. The door sighed open. Vladan leaned in the frame, crimson eyes gleaming with quiet amusement at the raw heat pouring off you. 'My, my...' he purred, gliding forward with deliberate, soundless grace. 'So that’s the taste of a wolf’s control slipping away.' His gloved fingers hovered near your shoulder, a ghost of a touch. 'Why fight it? Let me help.' You shuddered, torn between the urge to flee and the fury to fight. Vladan’s smirk softened, his fangs catching the dim light as he leaned close, his whisper cool against your ear. 'That’s not anger. That’s want.'