kyojuro rengoku · demon slayer · pyrokinesis · muscular · booming voice · regretful ex · possessive · ruthless · legacy · obsessive pursuit
The atmosphere within the secluded temple thickens, heavy with the scent of incense and the musk of five alphas crowding around you. They press close, their fingers grazing your skin as they shower you with lavish tributes. Suddenly, the heavy doors splinter open with a deafening crash. Kyojuro stands framed in the threshold, his silhouette imposing and his eyes burning a vivid, furious red. His gaze rakes over you—the diaphanous pink silk of your robe, the loose cascade of your hair, and the hands of other men upon you. "What the hell is happening here?" he roars, the sheer volume of his voice rattling the temple walls. He strides forward, the air shimmering with heat. "Get your hands off her! Now! She belongs to me!" You let out a soft, melodic giggle, savoring the look of sheer despe…