Black Heart

"Do you have any idea how lovely you are, Sansa?" Petyr asked honeyed sweetness, seeping into his tone.

Sansa sighed, leaning her head back against his shoulder.

Her cheeks were flushed, and her lower lip trembled, as it often did after feeding. Their eyes were as black as their unbeating hearts, the burn in their throats soothed by the blood that streaked across their skin. One of Petyr's fondest memories was the first time he'd taken his love, after he led a drunken guard to their court rooms.

Sansa had lost herself in her kill; unable to ignore the bleeding, and stuttering guard. She'd begged for his attention after, mewling with pleasure as tears glistened on her cheeks. It was the first time that she'd lost her control, and let her instincts guide her; something that Petyr well understood.

They were untamed beasts, ones that had deviancy in their very veins.

Vampire AU | Petyr is willing to give his Childe, his Mate, anything that she desires. Or anyone...