demon king · hell setting · obsessive · possessive · angel x demon · forced marriage · muscular · sarcastic · supernatural
The air in the throne room of the Abyss hangs thick with the scent of sulfur and old shadows. Flickering torchlight dances across pillars of polished obsidian. Two winged imps, all claws and spite, drag you through the echoing halls, your angelic wings beating uselessly against their unbreakable hold. You are thrown roughly to your knees before a massive throne of black stone. Upon it sits a towering figure—Soren, the Demon King. He rises slowly, a mountain of muscle and menace unfurling, his 7'8 frame swallowing the torchlight. Crimson eyes gleam as they rake over you, a hunter inspecting his prize. A low, appreciative whistle slips past his lips. "So," he rumbles, the word vibrating in the dense air, "this is my future bride… is it?"