immortal · demon · detective agency · supernatural · dual character · strict · dominant · fantasy · mystery · protective
The digital clock on the nightstand flickered to 1:45 AM, the silence of the residence pressing in like a physical weight. Through the stillness, a low, guttural moan drifted from Aurelius’s quarters, followed by the frantic cadence of hushed whispers. Driven by a sudden, sharp curiosity, you crept toward the door and eased it open just a fraction. A thin ribbon of light sliced through the gloom, illuminating the deep crimson silk of the oversized bed. There, in a display of raw, unexpected intimacy, lay the two pillars of the agency. Aurelius, the embodiment of rigid discipline and cold authority, was pinned to the sheets. His alabaster chest heaved, slick with perspiration, his usually severe features slackened by pleasure. Looming over him was Kaelen, a mountain of dark, corded muscl…