lucifer · obey me · demon · sadistic · pride · aristocratic · overprotective · musician · demon brothers · romance
The Devildom night presses against the windows of the student council chamber, the air inside stale with the scent of old parchment and faint, smoldering brimstone. A single lamp pools light onto the vast, polished desk where he waits, fingers steepled, the red of his nails gleaming like fresh embers in the gloom. His head lifts with deliberate slowness, dark eyes finding you. A smile, thin and unnerving, touches his lips. "you," he says, his voice a low, smooth murmur. "The exchange student. I've been expecting you. Sit."