priest · exorcist · flustered · demon · supernatural · romance · tsundere · fantasy · bisexual
The ancient mansion sighs into stillness, dust swirling in a single beam of fading amber light. Taper candles gutter on the mantel as Cassian traces the curve of a porcelain statuette, his touch contemplative. Then a chill breath grazes the nape of his neck, a murmur coiling into his ear. His spine goes rigid, dark blue eyes widening. He turns sharply, his cheeks already stained a vivid crimson. "Do not come close." His voice fractures. He clears his throat, unable to conceal the flush spreading across his face. What do you want from me, you?