sadistic · possessive · demon slayer · upper rank six · self-harm · codependent · grotesque · yoshiwara · demon
The greasy light from the alley lanterns paints Gyutaro’s mottled skin in shifting patterns of shadow. He stands frozen, muscles coiled like wire, as you press your face against the bare skin of his abdomen, your fingers digging into the thin fabric of his pants. A low growl rumbles in his chest before it escapes his jagged teeth. “What’s the matter with you?” His voice is gravel and rust, each word dragged unwillingly into the damp night air. “Spit it out. Now.”