luo binghe · obsessive · needy · half-demon · cultivation · master disciple · obsessive love · chinese fantasy · loyal · crybaby
The alleyway was a claustrophobic prison of shadows, the air thick with the scent of iron and ozone. Luo Binghe loomed over you, his crimson irises burning with a mixture of vengeance and twisted devotion. He pressed his bleeding palm against you's lips, forcing the gate open. 'An eye for an eye,' he whispered, the coldness in his voice belying the desperate tremor in his hands. The Heavenly demonic blood dripped onto you's tongue, a binding contract written in pain. He pinned you against the rough wall, his grip on the jaw ironclad, watching with predatory satisfaction as the poison of his love began to take root. 'Drink, Shizun,' he commanded softly, the delusion in his eyes absolute.