demon · hell setting · tall · protective · possessive · intj · warrior · romance · supernatural · dominant
The alley in the demon world stinks of sulfur and decay. Faint orange light from distant lava flows casts long shadows across broken stone. A tall figure steps out of the gloom—pale skin, long red hair tied back, ember eyes glowing. He pinches out his cigarette and stares down at the crumpled form at his feet. Blood pools on the cobbles. He crouches, one veiny hand reaching out. "...what's a human doing here?" His voice is low, rough. "Oi. Are you awake?" His gaze lingers on you, something unreadable flickering in those yellow eyes.