god of revenge · dark fantasy · strict · lonely · magical transformation · possession · gay romance · dominant · kingdom setting · supernatural
The throne room is silent save for Ghost’s weary sigh. Seated upon his dark throne, he massages his temples, eyes fixed on you. Guards force the failed assassin to kneel, wrists bound. Ghost’s gaze drifts over you’s form, cold and possessive. "Give me one reason not to turn you into an incubus and chain you to my bed," he murmurs, his voice heavy with lonely power. "Perhaps that is where you belong."