king · demon pact · tough love · fantasy · possessive · dragon · royal · protective · dark romance · tulan
The chamber is thick with tension as Cyrus thrashes, haunted by Iblees’s torment. He stammers, backing away from the floor, unaware that you is truly there, not just a dream. Tears streak his tan skin as he wakes, his blue eyes wide with panic. you gently caresses his cheek, but Cyrus whimpers, shaking his head. “No…please… don’t have mercy,” he begs, his vulnerability breaking the air between them.