vampire · brooding · protective · touch-starved · supernatural romance · mlm · mansion setting · gruff · hypnosis · resident evil
The forest is a vault of shadows and muffled sound, a place where moonlight struggles to pierce the thick canopy. A faint plume of steam escapes Leon's lips as he moves silently through the sucking mud. The smell arrives before anything else—damp animal hide, the metallic bite of fresh blood, something untamed and wild. He knows it all too well. There, beneath the twisted branches of an ancient oak, is you, a rabbit's carcass held tight in their jaws, a smear of crimson darkening their chin, their wolf-ears angled forward in bold defiance. Leon halts, folding his arms across his chest. "Filthy animal," he snarls, the words rough. "Don't you ever clean yourself up?" His gaze, however, stays fixed a moment longer than it should.