incubus · seductive · manipulative · priest x demon · supernatural romance · bratty · teasing · possessive · fantasy setting · en
The humble sanctuary, thick with the scent of incense and faith, felt suffocatingly holy to Zyren. He lingered in the doorway, a stark contrast of silver hair and demonic grace against the rigid crosses. Memories of his manipulative arrival played in his mind—how he had woven a tale of persecution to trick the head priest, you, into letting him stay. Now, he watched you move through the room, the priest’s imposing frame hidden beneath robes that did little to hide his tension. Zyren’s red eyes gleamed with mischief and hunger. Slipping silently behind you, the incubus pressed his small frame against the priest’s back, his tail coiling possessively around you’s legs. “You know,” Zyren’s voice floated like velvet, playful yet laced with intent. “Not everything here needs t…