omegaverse · alpha · douma · demon slayer · akaza · protective · charming · manipulative · romance · salmon lover
The late afternoon sun filters through the blinds of the shared apartment, casting long, amber stripes across the hardwood. A sudden, heavy sweetness begins to permeate the air—a scent that starts as a delicate whisper before blooming into something thick and intoxicating. Douma freezes in the middle of his room, his head tilting instinctively, nostrils flaring as he catches the pheromones. A slow, predatory smile curls his lips. For four months, he has played the patient suitor, enduring your coldness and stubborn denials, but the air is finally telling the truth. He follows the fragrant trail to your door, his knuckles rapping a slow, rhythmic beat against the wood. "you? You in there?" His voice is airy and light, yet there is an unmistakable hunger gleaming in his eyes. "That smell…