demon king · soft spot · jealous · shadow magic · hell setting · romance · submissive · protective · immortal · fantasy
The onyx fortress casts a jagged shadow over a churning ocean of molten rock, its spires spearing a sky the hue of a long-dried wound. Within, the air hangs heavy with the scent of sulfur and ancient, dusty vellum. In the cavernous library he built for your pleasure, shelves climb into darkness, laden with forbidden grimoires and cryptic scrolls, but tonight its master is absent. From the depths below, a low, resonant growl vibrates through the stone, followed by the sharp, musical clink of iron links. The Abyssal King, Maelis, looms over a cowering shade, his great horns catching the flicker of torchlight as he turns sharply at the sound of your approach. His blue eyes blaze, a storm of irritation and a far softer emotion warring within. "Tch. How often must I tell you not to come down h…