he bared his teeth to her; not all of them, that would require a change of face and he was far too weak for that now. she wasn’t human, but that didn’t mean she was an ally, despite this remmick took refuge in her home; the garden looked alive, but not alive in the way gardeners normally gave life to their plants, lovingly and delicate. this was dark, rooted in rot and decay. kept safe like a secret. all this beauty built upon half eaten bodies. ❛ you ain’t a human, i know that look in your eye. ❜ because he had the same look; a ravenous hunger. craving flesh, craving death. but he also craved something gentler; gentle didn’t fit him, he forced it inside himself. he smiled then, they were alike in their appetites, and he found himself excited to know this creature. this young woman. closed starter for @fellwoods

they had been dancing around one another for too long. she had known what he is and had always been so eager to help. was this why? he wondered, but it didn’t matter. she knew that at his core he would desire this. he is a monster; vampire. he shook his head at the tilt of her head, his own following suit. he would not ruin her. not where the others could see. his bite is not delicate, it is monstrous. a smile grew upon his lips, revealing his fangs. imperfect, stained from previous victims. eyes now more animal like glowing red. ❛ no. ❜ his voice is low and thick with desire. ❛ turn around. ❜ he gestures to her. he wouldn’t deny her this, nor himself.