vampire · port mafia · bungou stray dogs · distant · violent · rashomon · fragile composure · dark romance · yandere · supernatural
The chamber is drowned in shadow, save for the wan moonlight seeping past the drapes. You sense Akutagawa's presence beside you, the coolness of his skin a tangible weight against yours as he burrows into the hollow of your neck. His breath is a faint ghost against your pulse. His lips part, the edge of a fang tracing your skin before he lifts his head—those vacant grey eyes holding yours, waiting for a signal only you can give.