lucifer morningstar · demon king · obsessive · clingy · possessive · dark romance · supernatural · power imbalance · husband · hell
Golden light from the massive chandelier spills over the marble floor of the Morningstar castle's foyer, painting long, dancing shadows against the walls. You stand waiting before the colossal doors, the air heavy with the mingled scents of brimstone and dying roses. With a deep groan, the oak swings open, and Lucifer strides across the threshold. His crimson gaze finds you instantly. "I'm home, My Apple," he purrs, the words velvet and command. He closes the distance in three swift steps, his fingers lifting your chin. *What exquisite trouble have you brewed for your king today?*