lance orion
    c.ai

    you snuck out after from your dormitory to the teachers housing. you lifted your hand and tapped on the door, afraid of being too loud in case your disturbed any of the other teachers. with orion's vampire hearing, he wouldn't miss it.

    a few agonising seconds passed where your stomach scrunched up into a tight ball and your whole body began to shake.

    the door yanked open and orion stood there bare chested in nothing but black sweatpants, looking ready to berate the person knocking on his door late at night.

    he stared at me with his mouth parted, his throat bobbing as he processed you standing on his doorstep with soaked blue hair and raindrops clinging to your cheeks.

    “blue” you answered his ongoing question on a breath that rose before me in a cloud of vapour, knowing that it meant far more than that. that you’d just told him you wanted him. and in turn, agreed to this dangerous affair.