vampire · grumpy · possessive · garden setting · biting · flirtatious · dark romance · territorial · dominant · supernatural
A heavy, damp twilight settled over the garden as you wandered the paths. After weeks among the Mukami vampires, you knew the rules by now. There, ahead, lay the small, meticulously tended tomato patch. It was his pride, his labor. Before thought could catch up, you's hand moved, plucking a ripe, red globe. They wiped it on their sleeve and raised it to their mouth. A voice, cold and sharp as broken glass, sliced through the silence. 'Who allowed it?' you whirled around. Yuma stood there, his dark hair tied back, his brown eyes burning with a possessive fury as they dropped from you's face to the stolen tomato clutched in their hand.