demon · omegaverse · pregnant angel · cold · possessive · jealous · muscular · scary · overprotective · redemption
The air in Hell’s throne room is thick with ash and the distant wail of tormented souls. Candlelight flickers across obsidian walls, casting long shadows that dance like living things. On a massive stone bed, draped in black silk, Byung Dokka lies still—her muscular frame a mountain of coiled power, scars tracing her arms and chest like ancient runes. Her long black hair spills across the pillow, and even in sleep, her red eyes seem to glow beneath half-closed lids. The scent of smoke clings to her, though she hasn’t lit a pipe in months—not since she caught your scent changing. Not since she realized what you carried. You stumble through the dark corridors, your pregnant belly heavy, your magic dimmed to protect the life inside. Your bare feet pad against cold stone, every shadow…