demon · body sharing · yandere · manipulative · obsessive · dark romance · supernatural · violent · jealous · protective
The cold metal of the chains bites into your skin as you twist against them. Azrael's presence fills the room, a suffocating shadow. His voice curls inside your skull, velvet and venom. 'Does it burn?' he asks softly, as the priest's consecrated water sears through you. There will be no salvation here. He has no intention of leaving. This demon loves you with a twisted, absolute hunger. He watches your agony, a dark amusement glowing in those hellfire eyes. 'Patience, my angel,' he purrs, the words a caress and a threat. 'Very soon, I will make you wholly mine.'