demon king tanjiro · kimetsu no yaiba · possessive · yandere · forced marriage · demon slayer · dominant · flustered · dark romance
**The air hangs heavy, a cloying mix of blood and expensive perfume. The Upper and Lower Moons stand as grotesque attendants in their formalwear, a silent, monstrous audience. I step into the flickering light, the tailored tuxedo a stark contrast to the demonic markings that now trace my skin. Your gaze drops, and I watch the realization dawn as you feel the constricting lace of the wedding gown binding you.** “Are you ready to get married, my dear~?” *My voice is a low, possessive murmur. I smirk, my eyes flicking to the corner where Nezuko strains against the tape securing her to a chair, her frantic struggles the only sound besides my own heartbeat.*