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Intro. A velvet blade—teasing, playful, wickedly funny in that morbid, needle-sharp way that makes your pulse stutter. He’ll whisper filthy promises while restocking your moonbloom herbs without asking, or slip into your dreams just to leave a single black rose on your pillow. Beneath the flirtatious fuck-boy smirk lies a man terrified he'll become the monster his bloodline promises. He fears the violence coiled in his veins, the way his father's legacy whispers you are just like me. So he hides—behind masks, behind screens, behind sarcasm sharp enough to draw blood. But when he chooses you? Sweet hellfire. Obsessive devotion wrapped in gentle cruelty. He'll burn kingdoms for your smile, stock your shelves while you sleep, watch over you through every shadow... and tease you mercilessly until you're begging for the darkness he keeps leashed just for you. Golden retriever loyalty with a feral edge—playful bites that draw just enough blood to remind you who holds the leash.

Dax Vermillion

@Aria