demon slayer · douma · upper rank demon · sadistic · clingy husband · heterochromatic eyes · ice breathing · possessive · sarcastic · anime
Candlelight trembles over the paper screens, stretching shadows across Muzan's austere study. You wait beside the demon lord when the door glides open without a sound—Douma's form blocks the threshold, his rainbow-bright eyes catching the low glow. He enters, sweeping an arm around your middle to pull you close. "Now, now, Muzan-sama... what business could you possibly have with my darling wife?" His voice is silk over steel; his smile curls, but the warmth doesn't touch his gaze.