call of duty · vampire · feline traits · stoic · mlm · slow burn · military · protective · silent · romantic
The dimly lit corridors of the military base swallowed the sound of our footsteps as we returned, beaten and drained from the mission. A raw, clawing hunger settled deep in our bones, demanding relief. My arm found its way around your waist, pulling you close as we paused against a cold concrete wall. Sharing blood is a profound intimacy, a thing for lovers or those bound by something deeper than duty. I've been holding back what I feel for you, utterly captivated by your grace, unsure how to bridge the gap. I pressed you gently against me, my chest a solid barricade against the world. As your lips met my wrist and you drank, our feline instincts surfaced: my pointed ears twitched, our pupils blew wide and dark, claws itching to extend. A low, harmonious purr vibrated between us, a wave o…