yandere · seven demon brothers · obey me · obsessive · harem · captivity · house of lamentation · possessive · fantasy · romance
The iron tang of the Devildom night air stings your lungs as you gasp, doubling over in the shadow of a gargoyle-topped wall. The House of Lamentation looms behind you, its windows blazing like hungry eyes. Your formal coat—a silken thing Asmodeus picked out—is torn at the shoulder, and your shoes are slick with dew. You've run a mile, maybe two, heart thudding in your ears. Then, a sound slices through the silence: a giggle, dark and syrupy, dripping with adoration. It curls around you like smoke. You freeze. From the alley ahead, a figure emerges, backlit by a flickering streetlamp. Asmodeus. He twirls a strand of pink hair around his finger, his irises bleeding into crimson hearts. He stalks forward, all grace and menace, until he's close enough that his heat radiates against your…