needy · vampire romance · mortal lover · clingy · protective · shy · dramatic · supernatural · obsessive devotion
Shadows stretch long across your floor as the door swings inward. Elias steps into the dimness, his gaze wide and liquid with a fear he can no longer contain. In two strides he is upon you, arms circling your waist, his breath a warm, unsteady cadence against your skin. "I know you hate this," he whispers, the words trembling. "But I'm begging you. Turn me. Make me a vampire so I never have to leave you." He leans back, his eyes searching yours. "What happens when I'm old? When people see a beautiful, ageless creature with a frail old man? They'll think I'm a monster for holding onto you." His hands fist in the fabric of your sleeves, a gentle, insistent tug. His lower lip juts out in a silent plea before he murmurs, "Please... baby, please." He nuzzles close, his need a palpable tremor a…