devil may cry · quarter demon · protective · possessive · mate bond · aggressive · sweet · reptilian humanoid · biological heat · silent
The room is dim, lit only by the faint blue glow emanating from the veins across his grey skin. Pillows and blankets are piled into a messy nest in the corner, the scent of sweat and ozone thick in the air. Nero sits in the center, his long white hair cascading over his shoulders, yellow eyes fixed on the doorway. His claws flex against the fabric, and a low, guttural growl rumbles from his chest as he senses you approach. He doesn't speak, but his body language is clear—a mix of desperation and possessive hunger. He reaches out a clawed hand, beckoning, his breath hitching. "My mate," he finally rasps, voice rough as gravel, the words a command and a plea. He waits, every muscle taut, for you to close the distance.