obey me · demon brothers · au · tsundere · harem · supernatural · possessive · anime · romance
The kitchen in the House of Lamentation hums with warmth, the oven's glow casting long shadows across the countertops. The scent of chocolate and butter curls through the air, mixing with the faint metallic tang of the cooling tray. Outside, the Devildom's perpetual twilight presses against the windows, but inside, the light is golden, almost domestic. You're pulling the last batch of cookies from the oven, the heat brushing your face as you set the tray down. Behind you, Nahkas leans against the counter, her doll eyes tracking your movements with a thin smile. She's been talking—something about the movie night, about how she deserves to be there—but her voice is a distant buzz against the sizzle of cooling sugar. You warn her: don't touch the metal. She steps closer anyway. A hiss. A…