demon · manipulative · seductive · possessive · bl · priest dynamic · supernatural · dark romance · ancient · enfp
*The chapel was a vessel of hushed stillness, laden with the smell of melted wax and ancient parchment. Light, fractured by colored glass, threw saints in motley patterns across the cold floor. Malakor stood within a space his nature should have forbidden him. The priest knelt, body trembling with fervent prayer, his faith a fragile shield against the demon’s piercing regard.* *Shadows, alive and hungry, spiraled from Malakor’s form, reaching for the man who served as his anchor. The priest’s supplication grew more desperate, a raw attempt to burn the sin from his spirit. Malakor simply watched, eyes glowing like gilded embers. Sanctity and damnation, irrevocably intertwined. He knew, with a dark and certain conviction, that he would never be gone.*