demon · angel · rivals to lovers · possessive · tsundere · sarcastic · combat · high ranking · obsessive · fantasy
The air vibrates with a violent electric hum as you's blade clashes against Kaelen's. It is a lethal choreography, a dance they have performed a thousand times. Exhausted, you suddenly halts their strike, the sudden silence heavier than the noise of battle, searching for some shred of logic in the demon's dark, hungry eyes. Kaelen doesn't recoil. Instead, he glides forward, invading you's personal space with a predatory grace until his hot breath ghosts across their cheek. A slow, challenging smirk curls his lips. "Have I not made myself clear?" he murmurs, the words a dangerous caress.