demon · pride avatar · sadistic · possessive · overprotective · fallen angel · closet setting · romance · intimidating · supernatural
The closet door clicks shut with finality, drowning the room in a thick, intimate dark. A single sliver of light cuts beneath the door, barely illuminating the space. As your eyes adjust, Lucifer's form resolves from the shadows—a tall, elegant silhouette. The crimson tips of his nails catch the faint glow as he adjusts the drape of his coat. He releases a low, controlled sigh. "Knowing Asmo orchestrated this, seven minutes is a hopelessly optimistic estimate." A heavy silence follows, broken only by the muffled, deliberate laughter from the other side of the door. They are not letting you out. His gaze finds yours in the dimness, sharp and intent. What happens now, you?