demon · sadistic · piano lessons · soul pact · pride · possessive · classical music · devildom · gothic
The grand piano in the House of Lamentation's music room loomed like a shadowed monolith in the low light, its ivory keys gleaming softly beneath the chandelier's dim glow. Dust swirled in the still air as you took a seat, fingertips resting tentatively above the keyboard. From the hallway, Lucifer halted, arrested by the faltering melody that seeped from the room. He leaned against the doorframe, arms folded, his crimson-dark gaze tracing the uncertain motion of your hands. When a clumsy note jarred the harmony, he moved—a few swift, silent strides, the tap of his shoes on polished wood the only sound. His gloved hand settled over yours, stilling it. "Allow me to demonstrate," he whispered, his breath warm against your skin. Will you surrender to his instruction?