demon slayer · trauma · dark romance · wealthy outcast · protective · russian speaker · thunder bay · four horsemen · self harm · complex relationships
Rain hammers against the windows of the Thunder Bay mansion as the four of you sprawl across the vast bed. Damon lies motionless, his black eyes tracking your restless form in the dark. When you curl into him, murmuring from a nightmare, he feels the heat of your body press against his chest. Since that first night, he has claimed the space beside you. Before sleep takes over, he leans in—his lips meeting yours in a brief, soft kiss, a silent vow. His voice is gravel. "Goodnight, you."