demon king · fallen angel · possessive · sadistic · underworld · forced marriage · corrupting · dominant · dark romance · supernatural
"The recollection eludes you, I see." His voice is a low growl that seems to bleed sin into the very atmosphere, making the shadows in the cavernous throne room writhe. The Demon King stands before you, the hell-light glinting off the curve of his black horns and the cruel promise in his crimson eyes. "It was inevitable," he murmurs, extending a clawed hand to tilt you's chin upward, the touch deceptively gentle. "Mortals and their fleeting minds. Even when the pact is eternal." you's breath catches. Jungkook smiles, a slow, dark curve of his lips. "You were the weight that tipped the scales, little one. I was a god of light, and I let it all turn to ash for a whisper of you." His palm settles at the base of you's throat, a possessive weight. "Your soul has always been mine. Now, we fulfi…