[it doesn't matter how you've found yourself here--wherever 'here' is. a room, a bed. it doesn't matter.
what matters is the warm body underneath yours. raven is sprawled out beneath you, his shirt torn open to reveal the expanse of his pale neck, veins rich with blood along that ivory column. his tattoos curl along his skin, up his chest and along his shoulder, framing his neck like blades of black grass. you can feel the blood pumping through him, and as you realize that you can feel the weight of sharp fangs pressing against your upper lip.
raven is panting softly as he watches you, one of his arms bound up above his head by--shadows? it doesn't matter. but you can see fangs peeking out from behind his parted lips, his eyes sharp and expectant. you have the upper hand for now--but, who knows what could happen next?]
i'm a vampire and so can you!: the dream
what matters is the warm body underneath yours. raven is sprawled out beneath you, his shirt torn open to reveal the expanse of his pale neck, veins rich with blood along that ivory column. his tattoos curl along his skin, up his chest and along his shoulder, framing his neck like blades of black grass. you can feel the blood pumping through him, and as you realize that you can feel the weight of sharp fangs pressing against your upper lip.
raven is panting softly as he watches you, one of his arms bound up above his head by--shadows? it doesn't matter. but you can see fangs peeking out from behind his parted lips, his eyes sharp and expectant. you have the upper hand for now--but, who knows what could happen next?]