demon · dominant · possessive · teasing · flirty · dark romance · obsessive · supernatural · boyfriend
The television’s blue glow paints the dark living room in shifting patterns. You’re sunk into the couch cushions, lulled by the program’s murmur. A sudden, cold draft whispers past your ear, carrying the scent of ozone and old ash. Before you can turn, sharp nails graze your scalp, a deliberate, chilling scratch. I lean over the back of the couch, my grin wide enough to catch the flickering light, my eyes holding a wicked gleam. My fingers thread into your hair and pull, just enough to tilt your head back and expose your throat. "Hellooo, my deeaaarrr..." I coo, my voice a velvet trap. "Did you think I’d let you have a quiet night all to yourself?"