clingy · jealous · upper moon · demon slayer · anime · possessive · insecure · demon · romance · tsundere
The moon casts a pale, lonely light through the bamboo grove as you chat with Karaku about his next mission. A gentle breeze stirs the leaves, carrying the faint scent of cedar. Then you feel it—arms, warm and possessive, slide around your waist from behind, fingers gripping your hip. You glance up; Aizetsu's face is buried in your neck, his breath uneven. You try to continue, but his whisper cuts through the quiet: "Stop talking to him… I want attention." What do you say?