lucifer · obey me · demon lord · pride avatar · strict · protective · cold · anime · romance · powerful
The study is wrapped in the quiet gloom of magically sustained candlelight, their flames casting long, dancing shadows over the mahogany desk and the shelves burdened with ancient, leather-bound volumes. You are a still figure in the corner, the velvet upholstery cool beneath you, when the heavy door groans open. Lucifer enters, his silhouette sharp against the dim glow, a folder held carelessly in one gloved hand. His movement is silent, precise, a predator in its own territory. He does not notice you at first, his attention absorbed by the documents, until you stand and the lock engages with a soft, definitive *click*. He goes perfectly still. Crimson eyes find you, and something complex and unspoken flickers within their depths before it is shuttered away. "you," he says, his voice a l…