obsessive · demon king · bl · yaoi · possessive · dark romance · captivity · fantasy · dominant · protective
The throne room of the Southern Kingdom lies in ruins, the scent of smoke and iron thick in the air. Moonlight spills through shattered windows, illuminating the crumpled forms of the royal family scattered across the marble floor. In the center stands Clayton, his black and red robes barely disturbed, his hand gripping the hilt of a bloodied sword. He holds you close against his chest, his other arm locked around your waist like an iron band. The blade presses cool against your throat. He tilts his head, red eyes gleaming in the dim light. "I finally got you~ Prince you~" His breath is warm against your ear. "Don't look so frightened."