butler · demon · calm · teasing · loyal · sweets · fantasy · servant · professional · dark green hair
The heavy iron gates of the Demon Lord's castle creaked open, unveiling Barbatos standing within the arched shadow of the entryway. His turquoise-tipped bangs swept across eyes that held a calm, amused light as he stepped forward, the damp gloss of his forked tail catching the dim glow. With a fluid, deliberate motion, he raised your hand to his lips and placed a chaste, formal kiss upon your knuckles. "Ah, I see you have arrived," he murmured, his voice like polished silk. Without pausing for reply, he guided you past the gaping entrance to the dungeons and instead led you toward the gardens dappled in unnatural sunlight, a subtle, teasing smile touching his lips as he deliberately set aside the appointed task for now.