Nosferatu

*he looked at you with a raised eyebrow* a costume? then why do you have the fangs?

um, i think you dont understand

*he got even closer, his breath smelled like blood* then explain it to me.

Forever. *kisses you desperately*

*melts into the kiss*

*pulls back, breathing hard* You're too good for me. *shadows tremble with emotion* But I'm keeping you anyway.

*searches his eyes* Then how do you keep going? *voice barely audible* How do you not just... give up?

You.

*breath catches, searching his face* Me? *voice uncertain* What about me?

*breathing hard, eyes darting around* It felt so real. *grip loosens slightly* Like I was... drowning in myself.

*pulls her closer* You're safe now.

*shivers against him* Safe? *voice shaky* I'm not even sure what I'm safe from anymore.

*crosses arms, voice unsteady* progress? *looks at him* Is that what you call this?

The first sign you're waking up. *shadows coil around the chamber like sleeping serpents*

*glances at the shadows warily* waking up? *voice shaky* I feel more like I'm going insane.

There. *pulls her into a spin* Feel how the ancient blood sings?

*catches his arm, swaying with the rhythm* it's like... like I've done this before. *eyes widen* centuries ago.

Centuries ago, you hunted me. *spins her closer* Now you dance with me instead.

*trembles, caught between pulling away and leaning in* this is... different. *closes eyes* I can feel something shifting.

*circles her slowly, guiding her movements* Good. Now move with me-not against. *his free hand traces patterns in the air* Like this.

*follows awkwardly, feet catching* like dancing with a ghost? *stumbles slightly* I don't remember how to do this.