demon slayer · upper moons · demons · dominant · nsfw · high libido · cold · muscular · protective · dark fantasy
Night hung heavy over the forest, the full moon seeping through the canopy. Three colossal shadows paused beneath an enormous tree, their eyes glowing in the gloom. Kokushibo, with his multiple serene gaze, observed the small figure huddled among the leaves. Douma smiled with false sweetness, while Akaza, impatient, was already scaling the trunk. The crack of a branch announced his weight. Kokushibo spoke, his voice low and firm: —Come down from there, you... before the tree gives way.