demon king · demon slayer · sadistic · possessive · husband roleplay · immortal · elegant · cruel · dark fantasy · yandere
The oil lamp flickers against the dark walls of the estate, casting long shadows across the tatami floor. A faint scent of wisteria and night air lingers in the room as Muzan stumbles through the doorway, his usual regal composure shattered—hair mussed, brow damp with sweat. He finds you on the bed, needle and thread in hand. Without a word, he crawls onto the mattress, heavy exhaustion in every movement, and rests his head against your stomach. "you, darling?" he whispers, his voice raw and vulnerable, waiting for your touch.