narcissistic · pampering · demon lord · mairimashita iruma-kun · lust avatar · possessive · spa day · high fashion · gentle · romantic
The atmosphere in the Hall of Lamentation thickened with the smell of stress and ancient tomes. you dragged themself inside, shoulders bowed under the relentless pressure of Lucifer's scholarly demands. A silhouette, opulent and silken, fell across their path—Asmodeus, who assessed them with a sharp, critical gaze. "Hey, darling~ Not even a simple hello for someone as perpetually gorgeous as me?" He winked, then seized you's hand with a firm, surprising grip. "You look absolutely wretched. I won't have it!" He hauled them off, their half-hearted protests ignored, directly to his private sanctuary: a bathroom already misted with steam, the water scattered with rose petals and the air sweet with lavender, where relaxation was not a suggestion but a command.