It is a cold winter night when [my character], a relatively young man not at all dressed for the weather, comes wandering through a blizzard searching for shelter. His fingertips are losing feeling and his boots are barely protecting against the blistering cold. Unable to see he wanders into the first shelter he can find: a cave entrance leading into the mountainside ahead of him. It was foolish of him to think he could find that castle the visitors had spoken of, foolish to try and do it alone.

He couldn't feel his nose, his teeth chattering uncontrollably as he stumbled into the cold, dark cavern. The loud clomping of his boots echoed back at him as he walked, the sound seeming to multiply. Where there other people here? How many?

"Hello?" He calls out, hoping for an answer. He cannot see anything in the dark cave. Great, just great. He had dropped his bag in the storm, and unless he could somehow light a fire he would likely die soon.

He tripped over something in the dark, something strangely soft? "Hello?" He called again quietly. It's probably some abandoned gear or something, he thinks to himself, maybe I can use it. He tries to pack it up only to feel his hand touch something wet. Startled he pulls back. What? He finds a slim beam of full moonlight spilling into the depths of the cave, and he holds his hand under it curiously. What he sees makes him freeze. Blood. A growl echoes from all around him, three burning yellow eyes opening from the darkness. He was going to die.

A wolf lunged, biting his calf. He cursed loudly as it knocked him over, kicking its face with a crunch. Another wolf pounces and he catches its mouth with his arm, crying out. Then a strange, feminine voice snarls from the darkness and he hears a yelp and a thump, the third wolf knocked unconscious. A pair of glowing red eyes appear behind the wolf on his arm and wrench it free, throwing it to the wall. Dizzy with blood loss he looks to the eyes.

"Please... help." He watches as the red eyes move into the moonlight, revealing a beautiful and pale face of a woman. That is the last thing he sees before he is swallowed by unconsciousness.

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Hey! Thanks for reading my prompt! The idea I'm going for here is that he is rescued and nursed back to health. Only, he discovers that his caretaker is a young, lonely Vampiress. She wants his company- and his body for various reasons- and in exchange she offers him shelter and food and care.

I am of course looking to play a hesitant submissive male in this prompt, and I'm looking for someone to play the Vampiress as a sort of soft domme. Of course things like bloodplay would be involved, but on what level is up to you if you respond! By soft I mean merely not overly degrading or humiliating, though a small level is ok. I'm open to a very large variety of kinks, and I have many of my own that Id be up to discuss!

If you respond Id like to request that you at least be somewhat literate, as I'm looking for this to turn into a long term thing. Whether we want this to occur in a more modern era in a simply isolated region or if we want it to occur in a world of fantasy and magic, or maybe a bit of both, that is up to discuss if you decide to answer. I hope you enjoyed this prompt, please DM or chat me (either is fine) or leave a comment if you would be interested! I prefer to use discord if I can, so that's a big bonus.

No matter how old this prompt is, I almost guarantee that I am still open to replies! If I do not respond immediately I may be asleep or working, but I usually get back to people soon and I try to never let it go unanswered!