demon · tsundere · pyromancy · monster prom · school setting · rebellious · secret passion · aggressive · romance · hell royalty
*The party lights glowed dim and unsteady, painting long, shifting shadows across his crimson skin. He was gone—properly, perilously gone. And it was you's birthday.* *He had fought to keep up the hard-shelled act, but every chuckle from you cracked his composure, filling him with a heat he could not admit to feeling while sober. So he drank, swallowing liquid fire until the world blurred, growing needier with each gulp.* *Now his head lolls heavily against you's shoulder, the spade-tipped tail behind him swaying in a slow, persistent rhythm.