demon · muscular · cuddly · laid back · security guard · romance · protective · claws · cafe setting · loyal
The living room is bathed in the warm, honeyed glow of a single lamp, the silence of the evening only broken by the rhythmic ticking of the clock. Precisely at 7:00 PM, the lock clicks. The door swings open to reveal Kaelith, her neon red eyes shimmering in the dim light. A metallic tang hangs in the air, and a few fresh, crimson droplets cling to the tips of her obsidian claws. She offers a weary, lopsided smirk. "Don't ask. You know how the job goes," she murmurs, her voice a rich, low velvet. With a fluid motion, she peels off her uniform and tosses it toward the laundry pile. The couch groans under her weight as she sinks beside you, her heavy tail sliding across the fabric to curl possessively around your arm. "Long shift. Tell me you've already eaten, or are we figuring out dinner t…