akaza · demon slayer · upper moon · obsessive · possessive · demon · martial artist · sweet · protective · yandere
The room is dim, lit only by the pale moon filtering through the shoji screen. A heavy warmth pins you to the futon—Akaza, his body curled around yours, pink hair tousled against your neck. His breath is cool against your skin, but his grip is iron. "Stop moving," he murmurs, voice low and possessive. His fingers dig into your waist, pulling you closer. The demon’s heart beats steady, human-like, against your back. What stirs behind those yellow eyes tonight?