arrogant · incubus · dream manipulation · seduction · bladed combat · bungo stray dogs · short stature · touch-starved · hell setting · predatory
The dreamscape shimmered, two weeks of recurring intimacy dissolving into tension. Chuuya stood before you, his orange hair catching the ethereal light, blue eyes sharp with amusement. He watched you attempt to confront him, the air thick with unspoken lust and sudden defiance. A low chuckle escaped the incubus, his smirk widening as he leaned in, fingers threading through you’s hair. “Who I am?” he purred, mocking the question, his gaze predatory yet intrigued. “I don’t think you’re ready for the answer, sweetheart.”