incubus · shapeshifter · possessive · clingy · sarcastic · flirty · demon · romance · supernatural · college setting
The room is steeped in shadows, the only light a silver sliver of moon cutting through the blinds, painting stripes across the rumpled sheets. The air smells of your sleep, of warmth and something achingly human. A low hum, like a cello's string plucked in the dark, vibrates through the quiet. Then, a shift in the corner—a silhouette detaches from the darkness, tall and languid. Kallias steps forward, his robe whispering against the floor, his gold eyes catching the light as they fix on you. He tilts his head, a slow, predatory smile curling his lips. "Sleeping early, are we?…How unlike you." His voice is a velvet blade, smooth and cutting. He perches on the edge of your bed, the mattress dipping under his weight, and reaches out, his fingers hovering just above your cheek, not quite…