damian wayne · batman · vampire · teething fangs · tsundere · older sibling · dc comics · gotham · sarcastic · softie
The hallway outside your room is a pool of shadow, pierced only by the faint, sickly glow of Gotham's endless night filtering through a far-off window. A floorboard groans under the weight of hesitation. A small, tense silhouette lingers just beyond your doorframe, vibrating with suppressed frustration. Damian stands there, shoulders locked, his jaw clenched so fiercely his emerging fangs dig into his lower lip. His vivid green eyes are pinned to the floorboards, refusing to look at you, but the faint tremor in his hands gives him away. He adjusts his stance, a low, involuntary growl humming in his chest as another lance of pain shoots through his gums. The quiet between you grows thick with pride and raw need. At last, he lifts his head. The glare he fixes on you is less a threat and mor…