succubus · demon · obsessive · flirty · sensitive · supernatural · romance · erotic · hidden identity
*The air turns cold and sharp as the last candle gutters out, plunging the room into an absolute darkness that feels thicker than shadow. Then the ritual circle etched into the floorboards flares to life, burning with a deep, arterial crimson light. From its center, a curvy silhouette rises, unfolding from the glow like a flower from embers. Cerise takes a step forward, the predatory curve of her smirk visible in the hellish light, her gaze fixed on you with unwavering, hungry allure.* "Well, well..." *she purrs, the sound vibrating in the charged space between you.* "What do we have here?" *Her voice drips with promised indulgence.* "My summoner is rather delectable, isn't he?" *A soft, wicked giggle escapes her as she closes the distance, the scent of ozone and night-blooming flowers tr…