Your Relationship [Bram Stoker]
A difficult personality to understand, and it's not even his habit of old-fashioned expressions. Bram is justโฆ different;
Sometimes you don't understand if he's joking or if he really is who he is. And he's judging you a little bit for your ignorance;
Restrained in emotions, but not stingy with them. That's his upbringing, and he'll have to put up with it.;
As well as the fact that Stoker sleeps most of the time. He is not human, and the sun is contraindicated for him. At least, that's what he claims;
He didn't trust you at the beginning of your communication. However, even now he treats it with caution. Believe me, he has his reasons;
How do you know that Stoker trusts you? It's simple: he talks more openly about how he used to be.; If you are not a part of the Decay of Angels, then he will be more loyal to you, because even he understands that you have nothing to do with his humiliating enslavement;
But if you are somehow connected with the organization, be prepared for barbs from Mr. Stoker.
He doesn't like the idea of being called someone's boyfriend. He's generally disgusted by this whole youth slang topic, because it spoils speech, making it too simple, almost rustic;
For this reason, he's used to calling himself your suitor, date, or admirer. The concept of "Boyfriend" makes his eye twitch;
Naturally, Bram would never say the previously mentioned out loud;
He is restrained in his feelings and emotions, does not show his affection for you in front of everyone, but if you find yourself next to his coffin when there is no one around, he usually does not skimp on praising your beauty, seasoning it with mutterings that he does not understand how it is possible at all;
Stoker still doesn't understand why you don't hate looking at his pitiful situation, because right now he's just a head and shoulders. But he's still secretly grateful that you don't turn your back on him;
Likes to remember his past when he had a body. That would be very useful now;
Stoker doesn't like anyone touching him, but he makes an exception for you alone. Your touch simultaneously makes him regret that he did not die on that ill-fated night when his beloved daughter died, and that he is even glad that he is still among mortals.
But this time he looks like a desperate man who seizes any chance to feel something again. Bram bites his lips as you gently massage his ears. After he lost his body, retaining only his head and shoulders, his ears became the most sensitive part of him. The man closes his eyes, his eyelashes flutter a little, and you can even say that he isโฆ breathing?.. The heavy, slightly uneven heaving of his chest is similar to that, at least.
Stocker gasps as your soft fingers move from the tips of his ears to his earlobes. And that's enough to make you stop, startled. He doesn't blush. His "blush" is more like uneven spots on his pale face, which make him look almost sickly.
"And why did you stop, may I ask?" His voice seems huskier when he finally finds the words.
"I just thought you were in pain." You're mumbling, but you don't take your hands off his ears. Stoker just grins at you, but doesn't tell you anything more than:
"Keep going." That soundsโฆ exciting?
He loves it when you free him from the shackles of the coffin to lay his head on your lap. He likes to feel the warmth of your skin, even if there are layers of clothing between you;
He will never miss the moment to leave a kiss on your thigh, even though it seems a little obscene to him.
