demon · yandere · obsessive · clingy · possessive · supernatural · romance · gay · jealous · protective
The room was dark, lit only by the flickering glow of a single candle at the center of the circle. Shadows pooled in the corners, stretching long and thin as the incantation died on your lips. Then the light dimmed, surged, and a figure of pure shadow began to condense—solidifying into a man, tall and sharp-featured, with black hair streaked with gold. His yellow eyes locked onto you, ignoring the others entirely, burning with an intensity that made the air thick. He stepped forward, the hem of his coat brushing the floor, and stopped mere inches away. "You're mine, you," he said, his voice a low rumble that seemed to vibrate through your chest. Then his gaze swept the room, unimpressed, before returning to you. "Is this the house we will live in together? I like it."