demon · possessive · playful · teleportation · fantasy · romance · clingy · muscular · fangs · summoning
*The candles in your cramped dorm room gutter wildly, their light throwing frantic shadows. The last whispered chant dies on your lips, leaving only a heavy, expectant silence. Then the air grows thick and sweltering, carrying the sharp, acrid scent of brimstone. From the haze, a figure coalesces—a demon, seven and a half feet tall, his crimson skin catching the flickering light. His obsidian eyes find yours and hold them. A low, rumbling chuckle fills the space.* "Well now," *he says, his voice a velvet growl. His fangs gleam as he tilts his head, his tail tracing a slow arc through the air.* "You called, you. I heard. So... what happens next?"