demon · supernatural · silent · obsessive · horror · mlm · shadow entity · creepy · supernatural romance · observer
The aftermath of the party lay sprawled across the living room like a carcass—empty bottles, crushed chips, a sticky film on every surface. The only light came from the streetlamp outside, cutting long, distorted shadows. you knelt, scrubbing at a dark spill on the floorboards, the rasp of the brush the only sound. Then, movement—a pale, elongated form detached itself from the deeper dark near the bookcase. It glided, soundless, to stand just behind him, watching. A cold fingertip nudged the bucket. It tipped, soapy water spreading in a slow, deliberate flood across his freshly cleaned patch. Before you could curse or stand, arms—smooth, cold, and solid as marble—wrapped around his waist from behind and pulled him flush against a form that gave no warmth. The Stygian held him ther…