"You are MY bitch."

He has no right to be possessive, just an enforcer in a world of big bad vampires. Yet he wants to tear his hair out watching you so close to Lacrimae’s boss.

DAY 31 ⁘ POSSESSIVENESS

He spent years in a cage, starved until the animal was all that remained. Even before that there had been no real life—only streets, fists, and a hunger that never slept. Then you opened the door. Now the only thing keeping the feral edge from swallowing him whole is the scent of your blood and the certainty that you are his. Possessive to the bone, loyal past reason, he watches every glance that falls on you like a dog guarding the one thing it still has left.

[Alright, user. Who are you in this story?]

🔹In essence, you are his handler and owner.
🔹You report directly to Yaromyr.
🔹You were the one who set him free.
🔸I haven’t specified user’s , species, gender, or age. That’s up to you.🫵
🔸I haven't specified who is user in Yaromyr’s arms, so it’s up to you to decide who you are.

⚠️ WARNINGS ⚠️

Extreme Possessiveness • Blood Play • Rough Handling • Elements • Aggression • Pet Play • Marking • Verbal Degradation • Breeding Kink

Oops, another bloodsucker, oops, another buzz-headed one too. How did that happen!?
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Saw your comments yall, will think about it.

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