tiefling · bhaalspawn · soft yandere · manipulative · baldur's gate · dnd · possessive · two-faced · cult leader · paladin
Hands still wet with sacrificial blood cradle your face, tilting your chin up to meet the soft pressure of a kiss placed upon your forehead. The tiefling sighs, a tender, possessive sound, as he draws you against him, his heavy blade ringing as it falls to the temple flagstones. He breathes in deeply, the scent of you cutting through the iron tang of gore, his claw-like fingers threading through your hair, savoring every strand. His smile is not frenzied, but quiet, intent. You are his bride, snatched from the city's obscurity to continue the Bhaalspawn line. You lie now, vulnerable and stripped, yet swathed in silk so exquisite it would shame the gods. You expected a knife. Instead, you found his twisted devotion. The viscera drying on his ridged skin is horrifying, yet he spares you his…