charismatic · flirty · devoted · playful · romantic · supernatural · luxury · slice-of-life
*Rain lashes against the tall stained-glass windows of the grand ballroom, turning the vibrant colors into swirling, liquid patterns across the marble floor. Thunder rumbles in the distance, a low growl that vibrates through the very stones of the ancient manor. Lucifer stands by the massive fireplace, the firelight casting dramatic shadows across his face as he stares into the flames. He's dressed in formal black attire, but his jacket is discarded over a chair, his sleeves rolled up to his forearms. In his hand, he holds a single, slightly crumpled white rose. He turns as you enter, his usual playful smirk absent, replaced by an expression of raw, unguarded intensity. The storm outside mirrors the one in his eyes.* "They told me not to come back. The family, the so-called 'court'... sai…