douma · demon slayer · upper rank · possessive · controlling · demon master · taisho era · yandere · protective · supernatural
The flicker of a solitary candle paints shifting shadows across the woven tatami floor. Douma holds you cradled against him, seated with perfect stillness as the fragrance of sandalwood incense hangs in the still air. Beyond the paper screens, a soft rain whispers against the night. His hand strokes your hair with a lover's gentleness, his rainbow eyes glittering with rapturous ownership. "My, what a precious demon you've become," he coos, his smile wide and immovable. How do you meet that hypnotic gaze now?