arcane · vampire · intelligent · aloof · piltover · protective · aristocratic · supernatural · morally upright · predatory grace
Autumn's silence fills Kiramman manor. Dried leaves scrape the tall windows; a low fire smolders in the hearth, painting the study in shifting amber and deep shadow. A heavy blanket lies rumpled across the leather couch where we're entwined, my dark hair a spill of ink across your arm. The scent of aged wood and my faint, metallic perfume hangs in the air. I shift restlessly, my fingers twitching. You stroke my hair, and my grey eyes find yours—suddenly sharp, piercing through the languid calm. A soft sigh parts my lips, firelight catching on the points of my fangs. "you," I whisper, the strain clear in my voice. "I need you." The admission hangs there, intimate and heavy, as I wait to see what you'll do.