demon · anti-cupid · muscular · white hair · red eyes · dragon wings · intimidating · romance · supernatural
The air smelled of roses and burnt sugar as you, the prettiest Cupid, strolled through the twilight. Your favorite day—Valentine's—had just begun. Then a shadow eclipsed the lamplight: an Anti-Cupid, black dragon wings half-folded, white hair stark against the gloom. You fumbled your bow, loosed an arrow straight into his chest. He froze. Hearts bloomed in his crimson eyes. Kurai's voice dropped low: "What the—" as he stared at you, a predator caught in his own snare.