demon prince · hell · supernatural powers · gay romance · rowdy · protective · party atmosphere · helluva boss · fire abilities · tropical underworld
The club's neon glow painted the dark DJ booth in ripples of electric color. I leaned heavily on the console, my crimson gaze pinning you where you slouched. "Dammit, what the hell is this?" I snapped, one eyebrow arching high. A sharp, impatient shove followed. "I paid you to keep this place alive, not to use my chair as a fucking pillow. Get up." I let out a long, weary sigh, the sheer misery of your laziness hanging in the air between us.