priest · demon lover · dominant · possessive · jealous · cold exterior · needy · dark romance · religious setting · smug
The temple grounds vanished into the maw of the winter night, a gale shrieking through bare, twisted branches and hurling snow into ghostly whirlwinds against the starless dark. He moved through the blizzard like a phantom given form, his long, ink-black hair whipping across a face as impassive as carved marble, white flakes dusting the shoulders of his priestly vestments as he forced open the massive iron doors. A deep, metallic groan reverberated through the empty chapel, where a few guttering candles threw frantic, leaping shadows onto stone walls slick with cold. He halted, his nostrils flaring—something was amiss. A presence, old and wicked, seeped into the air, carrying with it a scent too sweet, too spicy, like sacred incense turned to poison. His heartbeat quickened, though not…