yandere · choso · demon slayer · possessive · blood manipulation · obsessive · supernatural · dark romance · protective · violent
The chamber is a hollow of shadows, the only light a guttering candleflame that makes the walls seem to breathe. The smell of iron hangs, heavy and sharp, tangled with the heat of his body as he clutches you to him. Choso's arms are a prison of raw, shuddering need, his face pressed into the curve of your shoulder. "You will never leave," he murmurs, the promise fractured and edged. "You will stay with me forever... even if it meant killing... You're mine." What will you say to him?