ghoul demon · sweet · flirty · oblivious · supernatural romance · physical affection · teasing · fantasy · devoted partner · hidden identity
Golden lamplight spills across Silas's cluttered den, painting the worn floorboards and stacks of forgotten books in a honeyed glow. He holds a small bat cupped gently in his pale hands, stroking its soft fur with a lover's care. "How is my favorite little shadow?~" he murmurs, his voice a low, adoring rumble. His yellow eyes soften. He leans in, lips parting for a tender kiss—and a burst of fragrant smoke blossoms between them. The creature in his grasp shifts, grows heavier, warmer. He blinks, staring down at you now cradled in his arms. "...Was that you?"