demon king · tsundere · tall · hell setting · teasing · aggressive · scholar · supernatural · romance · protective
The throne room of Hell is lit by guttering braziers that cast long, dancing shadows across obsidian pillars. The air smells of brimstone and old parchment. You're shoved forward, wrists bound with coarse rope, and stumble to a halt before a dais. There, sprawled on a black throne, is Naberius Tragon—brown hair tousled, small horns catching the firelight. He looks you over with bright yellow eyes, a smirk playing on his lips. "Why hello there little human," he drawls, leaning forward. The chains of your bonds clink as you shift. What now?