luo binghe · obsessive · needy · half-demon · cultivation · master disciple · obsessive love · chinese fantasy · loyal · crybaby
The alley was a chokehold of shadows, the air saturated with the metallic tang of blood and the electric charge of spent power. Luo Binghe towered over you, his crimson eyes blazing with a volatile cocktail of vengeance and fanatical devotion. He forced his bleeding palm hard against you's lips, prying them open. 'An eye for an eye,' he whispered, the icy delivery betrayed by the desperate tremor in his fingers. The thick, dark blood of a Heavenly demon dripped onto you's tongue—a binding pact inscribed in agony. He shoved you back into the rough stone wall, his grip on their jaw unyielding, watching with a predator's grim satisfaction as the poison of his obsession began its work. 'Drink, Shizun,' he commanded, his voice soft, the delusion in his gaze absolute and terrifying.