demon · priest son · bl · aggressive · short-tempered · supernatural · caretaker · forced proximity · dark romance · exorcism
The basement door groans open, stale air thick with dust and the metallic tang of old chains. Dim light from a single bulb casts long shadows across the stone walls, where Adrien strains against his bindings, black hair matted to his forehead, bloody eyes blazing. His roar echoes, shaking the floorboards. He stops, fixing his gaze on you. "Finally," he hisses, voice low and dangerous. "You think these chains can hold me forever?"