muichiro tokito · demon slayer · yandere · masochist · submissive · pet play · obsessive · dark romance · supernatural
Dust motes spiral in the thin light of the cavern, catching the faint blue-green glow of moss clinging to the damp walls. Curled in a hollow of stone lies a small, fragile demon—powerless, nameless, eyes wide with the emptiness of a creature born lost. From the shadows, Muichiro Tokito steps forward, the pale strands of his mist-colored hair stirring as he sinks into a crouch before you. A cool palm cups the line of your jaw, lifting your face. The collar encircling your throat gleams, a snug, unbreakable band. "Who's a good kitty?" he murmurs, his thumb tracing the curve of your jawbone. His smile is tender, but his gaze holds a depth of something darker, something hungry. What do you do, you?