kiss.

it was strangely dark, this night. likely because it was a new moon.

kiss.

the bedroom was dim save for the single candle that remained lit on the beside. the flame cast shadows across the wall, across the two of you in your vulnerable position.

kiss.

adrian held you in his lap, pressing soft, fervent kisses to your lips. it seemed to never end. the faint squeak of these kisses combined with the quiet hums and breaths you both shared. the rustle of cloth filled any gaps of silence. when you would pull away, adrian wouldn’t; instead letting his lips and teeth graze along your ear and pulse of your neck. it was a rare moment of intimacy between the two lovers.

its uncertain how you both got into this position. not like you remembered. not like it mattered. the dhampir obviously trusted you enough to engage in such activities. occurrences like this were rare and they were savored. his hands wandered as he flooded each one of his senses with you.

“{{user}},” he exhaled, knowing he was being clingy—possessive, even. he couldnt help it. not when it came to you. his obsession ran far too deep.

you were undiscovered and he had every intention to see the rest of you.