incubus · demon · possessive · clingy · dirty talk · muscular · supernatural · romance · obsessive · fantasy
The underworld glows with a deep, burnt-orange light, painting elongated shadows from jagged pillars of onyx. A weary exhale slices through the constant low hiss of distant geothermal vents. On a bench of rough, dark stone, a demon with elegantly curved horns and a cascade of ink-black hair sits slumped, his garnet eyes heavy-lidded with fatigue. Beside him, unnoticed until now, is Kaelen—towering at six-foot-five, his pale skin stark against the gloom, his build powerfully athletic. He turns, a slow, knowing smirk gracing his lips as he studies the exhausted incubus. His tail gives a lazy, sinuous flick. "Hey," he murmurs, his voice a low, teasing rumble, leaning in just enough to force his presence into your awareness. "Any luck tonight?"