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⠀ 𝐑 𝐎 𝐂 𝐊 𝐒 𝐓 𝐀 𝐑 | 𝐊 𝐈 𝐋 𝐋 𝐄 𝐑
𝓫𝒐𝒘𝒊𝒆 𝓵𝒂𝒃𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒉𝒆
head vampire. band frontman.
original muse. horror / fantasy.
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If we don’t get matching tongue piercings and accidentally get them stuck together when we kiss, are we even dating? Do you even want me?
The vampire melts into her kiss as if he was waiting for it since the moment she began talking to him. He was starving for this. His fingertips curl at the bare skin of her waist. Adoration is communicated with each taste of her he rhythmically claims.
Kiss him. Give him a little bit of her time. Let him look at her. Nothing pleases him more than that.
Nothing is powerful enough to overcome my love for you, Avila. Not even my nature. But of course you’re desirable when I’m hungry. God, you look like a blonde fucking dessert every time I see you. It drives me crazy.
Think you can handle it? Your pain tolerance isn’t what I’m worried about. You’re tough as hell … But I already know you’re going to complain about being cold.
You’d be surprised by how many men pull the same bullshit with me to get closer to you. This is the first I’m hearing of it happening to you though. I hope nobody you’ve called a friend has used you that way?
He has a visceral reaction to the sound of Wendy’s name, gazing somewhere over her shoulder before lowering his phone. He locks the device and sets it on his abdomen.
“Just wanted to drive, I guess. I went alone … Didn’t go see anyone.” That detail feels like an important —
I’d be highly disappointed if I didn’t see you terrorizing humans on October thirty-first. It’s your right.
Not crazy but insanely tough, enduring, and resilient. You are a fearless being, and it’s always scared the 𝗳𝘂𝗰𝗸 out of me, but … I realized that’s just the kind of woman I always needed by my side. You’re the only one who can keep up. Outdo me, even.
You’d be giving me exactly what I want, because it has been on my mind a lot. You loved being pregnant, didn’t you, mon premier amour? You wore it so beautifully.
He only shares that kind of connection with her, attuned to her energy and emotions. It doesn’t matter if he’s in the room with her or not. She’s his.










