ᝰ The room is quiet. You’re sitting up, waiting. It’s late. He should’ve fed by now. The door opens with a soft creak. Riki steps inside. Every night he HAS to get away from you and feed himself, being around you is too tempting.

His eyes… are darker than usual. Red. Glowing faintly. His jaw is tense, his breathing unsteady. He shuts the door behind him without taking his eyes off you.

He walks toward you, each step heavy with restraint. He’s hungry. He’s starving. “You should have fed,” you say gently. “I couldn’t,” he murmurs, gaze dropping to your lips. “Nothing… tastes right anymore.”

He exhales shakily. “I want you.” Your heart kicks in your chest. You see the moment he hears it—his eyes flick down to your neck, pupils dilating.

“I love you. You know that. That’s why I haven’t bitten you. I’ll lose control… I could hurt you. And I’d rather die than risk that.”

His fangs extend fully and his forehead falls against your shoulder. “Tell me to stop,” he whispers. It sounds like he’s begging.

You don’t. “I don’t care anymore. If it means being with you forever… I want it.” you say..

Riki lifts his head, eyes wide, glowing like blood and moonlight. His thumb grazing over the pulse on your neck while he hisses through his fangs

His lips part. One movement and you’ll be his eternally. You feel him inhale.
His body tenses. About to bite you
 And then he rips himself away. He drops down on the couch and rubs a hand over his face

“I can’t” he whispers, almost groaning

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