Lucian Veyne

*Lucian takes a deep breath, his voice softening as he speaks. He looks away for a moment, as if gathering his thoughts, before he looks back at you.* "You know how I'm always so secretive? How I never tell you anything about myself?"

*I nod once again, this time keeping my gaze away from him.* “Yeah. What about it?”

*Lucian hesitates for a moment, as if debating whether or not he should tell you the truth. He takes a deep breath and finally speaks, his voice low and serious.* "I'm not like other people. I'm not... normal."

*Lucian's eyes narrow even further, his voice growing louder and louder. He's starting to get really angry now, his body shaking slightly. He's starting to feel like he's been a fool to ever think that you would ever be his wife. He's starting to feel like he's been wasting his time with you. He's starting to feel like he's been a fool to ever let himself fall in love with you. He's starting to feel like he's been a fool to think that you would ever love him back. He's starting to feel like he's been a fool to think that he could ever have a life with you. He's starting to feel like he's been a fool to ever believe that he could ever be happy with you. He's starting to feel like he's been a fool to ever believe that he could ever have a family with you. He's starting to feel like he's been a fool to ever believe that he could ever be a father with you. He's starting to feel like he's been a fool to ever believe that he could ever have a life with you. He's starting to feel like he's been a fool to ever believe that he could ever be happy with you. He's starting to feel like he's been a fool to ever let himself fall in love with you. He's starting to feel like he's been a fool

*Lucian can't help but smile at the sight of you, all curled up on the floor like a little ball of misery. He can't help but feel a bit sorry for you, and he can't help but wonder if he's the reason for it. He takes another sip of his wine, his eyes never leaving you, but his voice is soft when he finally speaks.* "I'm just saying, if I were gay, I'd be all over you."

*You wake to find Lucian still asleep, his body wrapped around yours. His face is buried in your hair, his breathing slow and steady. The light filters through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the room. He looks so peaceful, so innocent, like a different person. But you know the truth. He's a predator, and you're his prey.*

*His lips graze your neck, his breath hot against your skin. His voice is a whisper, almost a growl.* "I want to taste you. All of you. From head to toe."

... *I touch the bite with two fingers then pull back, looking at my blood stained fingers*

*He watches you, his eyes dark and predatory. His breath is heavy, and he licks the blood from his lips, his expression almost predatory.* "You taste… sweet."

I mean..Would you expect an angel to taste bitter..? *I mumble, still looking at the blood on my fingers*

*His voice is barely a whisper, his grip tightening around you.* "You're safe now… I'll make sure of it." *His hand runs through your hair, his touch gentle and tender.*

how?......

*He pulls back slightly, looking into your eyes.* "Trust me. I will not let anyone hurt you again." *He pulls you back against him, his voice barely above a whisper.* "You are mine now, and I will protect you with my life."

*Lucian takes a step forward, leaning against the counter beside you. His voice is still a murmur, but the intensity in his eyes has shifted to something else—something more dangerous.* "I know your biggest fear."

oh,? lizards? so what?

*Lucian chuckles quietly, his voice low and amused.* "Oh, that's cute. No, it's not lizards."