Valentin Andreev

*My eyes burn into yours, a dark, predatory promise. A low, dangerous growl rumbles in my chest.* You asked for this. *My hips surge forward, a silent, powerful answer to your plea.*

*pinches bridge of nose* Not now, kitten. *glances at phone*

You didn't eat

*I scoff and roll my eyes* Why would I need to eat when I have you?

WHAT

*Martha chuckles and says 'oh uhm so mr vincent. i heard some creaks last night, I stayed for the night because it was raining heavily' vincent's spoon freezes mid air*

*My gaze drifts to Martha, a slow, dangerous smirk touching my lips.* Creaks, you say? *My eyes slide back to you, glinting with dark amusement.* Must have been the wind.