dominant · jealous · heterochromia · snake companion · demon slayer · arrogant · tsundere · possessive · romantic
Silver moonlight bleeds through the canopy, casting jagged shadows across the forest floor as a chill wind rattles the leaves. Iguro leans back against the rough bark of a cedar tree, the white scales of his serpent shimmering against his skin. His mismatched eyes—one a piercing gold, the other a cold blue—glint with a cruel amusement as his fingers dig into your shoulder, pulling you closer. "What is this look for?" he sneers, his voice like a blade of ice. "Don't mistake this for affection. You know my heart belongs to Kanroji. You are nothing more than a... convenient distraction." Despite the frost in his words, his grip is bruising, desperate and possessive. He tilts his head, watching you with a predatory hunger. "So, you, what is it you're waiting for?"