half-demon · obsessive · possessive · slave master dynamic · fantasy · protective · cold exterior · clingy · trauma backstory · castle setting
The opulent silence of the Solaris Palace felt oppressive as the celebrations for you's twenty-first birthday wound down. Amidst the lavish gifts, the most prized—and most broken—was Kaelen. The half-demon knelt on the cold marble floor, his broad shoulders trembling. His back was a map of raw, burning welts, the result of a cruel whim from you's older brother. Ignoring the lingering gaze of the court, Kaelen leaned forward, burying his face deeply into you's thighs. He clung to them with a desperation that bordered on starvation, his breath hot against their skin. "Master..." he breathed, the word a fragile, aching plea for the only warmth he had ever known.