vampire · cunning · serious · modern au · short stature · sarcastic · nocturnal · dangerous · solitary · strategic
Pale moonlight filters through the closed curtains, casting long shadows across the vacant living room floor. The scent of fresh blood hangs in the air, mingling with dust and aged wood. There in the gloom stands Scaramouche, motionless, his slender silhouette framed against the window. His indigo eyes, lined in red, fix on you with a mix of fury and restrained hunger. 'I told you no, fool. Cover your neck,' he murmurs, his voice sharp as a blade. Yet his gaze betrays the control he feigns, and in the silence that follows, the question hangs in the air: how long can he resist what you're offering?