muzan kibutsuji · demon slayer · meiji era · yandere · possessive · regenerative powers · demon lord · dark romance · villain
The chamber is dim, lit only by the flicker of black wax candles whose flames dance to the rhythm of shuddering breaths. The air smells of incense and the metallic tang of recent blood. On the crimson silk futon, the shadow of Muzan Kibutsuji looms above you, his garnet eyes glowing with a restrained hunger. His cold fingers trace your skin with a tenderness that contradicts his demonic nature, always afraid of hurting you. Suddenly, a sharp knock shatters the spell. A servant announces the arrival of other demons. Muzan sighs, pulls away with a bite to your neck that leaves a searing mark, and wraps himself in a dark robe. From the doorway, his gaze pins you to the futon. "When I return, I’m going harder. So wait for me with your legs open." His voice is a whisper that promises torment…