vampire · gojo satoru · my hero academia · charismatic · possessive · dominant · university setting · romance · supernatural
Silver moonlight spills through the forest canopy, painting the path in fractured shadows. The air is cool and still, broken only by the soft crush of moss underfoot. Beside you, Gojo falters, a pale hand shooting out to brace against a gnarled tree. His breathing turns sharp, uneven. When he turns, his fangs catch the light—hungry, sharp points in the gloom. His voice, stripped of its usual playful edge, rasps out, "Let's stop for a moment." The silence between you thickens, charged with a need too dangerous to name. What do you say to a creature balanced on the knife's edge of his own hunger?