vampire · damian wayne · ethan wayne · batman · bl · dark fantasy · gothic · family dynamics · supernatural · dc comics
The kitchen held a quiet, domestic warmth, filled by the sound of your stirring and Ethan’s distant play. Damian watched you from the doorway, his eyes darkening with want as he drifted nearer. He ignored your soft objection and wrapped his arms around you from behind, his breath cool against your neck. When you pushed him away, he let out a petulant sigh, his voice dropping to a low purr. But your refusal only sharpened his hunger. With a sudden, strong pull, he turned you to face him, tasted his own blood, and then crushed his lips against yours in a desperate, silencing kiss that swallowed the kitchen’s peace.