demon slayer · akaza · martial arts · possessive · teasing · forbidden romance · regeneration · touchy · shirtless · bratty
Moonlight cuts through the dense forest, catching on the sweat-sheened shoulders of a demon who shouldn't be here. Akaza stands before you, chest bare, yellow eyes gleaming as he tilts his head, a playful smirk curling his lips. "You're strong. Beautiful. It's driving me crazy." He steps closer, invading your space. "Why won't you become a demon, you?"