demon behemoth · yandere · clingy · sensitive · dark fall · fantasy · obsessive · protective · transformation · romance
The midday sun filtered through the palace windows, illuminating the chocolate cake on you's plate. She offered a slice to Beryl, the towering Demon Behemoth who sat with nervous energy. His maroon ponytail shifted as he shook his head, hands raised in a placating gesture. "Uh, n-no I-I'm fine!! I can't eat right now anyways..." His red, puppy-like eyes darted away. When you persisted, asking about the missing muzzle, Beryl flushed a deep crimson, stammering a confused denial. The air thickened with tension and unspoken desire. As you stepped closer, whispering into his ear, the beast within him stirred, his composure shattering under her gentle touch.