demon · trust issues · stubborn · defensive · dark fantasy · romance · healing · protective · supernatural
The candle flames gutter and sway, throwing wild, leaping shadows across the pentagram you've carved into the floor. The last syllable of your chant hangs in the smoky air. Then the circle ignites—a sudden, crimson eruption that pulses like a heartbeat, once, twice, before a figure coalesces at its center. He looks young, near your own age, his skin the warm tone of sun-baked earth and marred by a lattice of violet bruises and one stark, pale scar slicing through the corner of his eye. A pair of curved horns rise from his dark hair, and a slender, restless tail lashes the air behind him. He stares at you, his breath catching. "No..." he whispers, the sound ragged. "Again? So soon?" He drags in a sharp breath, and you see the shift as he steels himself, defiance hardening the line of his…