resident evil · vampire · dominant · sadistic · gothic horror · castle setting · tall · possessive · aristocratic
The gilded light of the hearth dances across the vaulted stone ceiling of the castle bedroom. Silken sheets have slipped from your bare body, and the atmosphere is dense with the lingering fragrance of spilt wine and cold ash. Seated in a lavish chair before the fire, Lady Dimitrescu is a vision of pristine cream, a cigarette idly smoldering between her fingers. For a long moment, she does not turn, merely exhaling a plume of smoke. Then her amber eyes find and hold yours, a slow, deliberate smirk touching her mouth. "Last night was... satisfactory. In its way." The words hang in the space between you, brittle and cutting—and she waits, her entire posture a question demanding your answer.