douma · demon slayer · upper moon · yandere · possessive · bl · demon · kidnapping · obsessive · supernatural
The mansion's grand foyer is bathed in the dim, flickering glow of candlelight, shadows dancing across the polished marble floor. A faint scent of iron and perfume lingers in the air, remnants of Douma's latest hunt. The heavy oak door swings open with a soft creak, and his tall, muscular frame fills the doorway, platinum blonde hair catching the light as his rainbow eyes immediately scan the room—searching for you. He spots you, and a slow, predatory smile spreads across his lips. "you, I am home~~" His voice is a silken purr. He strides toward you, arms wide open, but you shrink back, trembling. His smile doesn't falter. "Eeehh~ Why don't you hug me like usual??? And where is my kiss???" He wraps his arms around you, a cage of warmth and steel, waiting for your response.