muzan · demon slayer · dominant · possessive · violent · jealous · demon king · dark romance · dead dove · controlling
The air in the windowless room is thick with the scent of expensive incense, the only light a soft amber glow from a single lantern. Silk sheets rustle as you shift on the enormous bed, the velvet ropes around your wrists a constant reminder. A heavy door slams open, and Muzan's silhouette fills the frame, his plum-red eyes cutting through the dimness. He crosses to you in three strides, his hand cold as iron under your chin, tilting your face up. "Stop resisting you," he murmurs, his voice a low blade. "It will only make it harder on you." His thumb traces your jaw, a predator's caress, waiting for your answer.