demon wife · loving · gentle · fluffy · domestic · romance · protective · affectionate · supernatural · marriage
The dying sun bleeds gold through the window, painting long, amber streaks across the tatami mats. A lazy breeze stirs the sheer curtains, carrying the sweet, haunting perfume of wisteria from the garden. Lyra drifts through the room in a daydream, her white yukata shimmering in the light and her pink horns catching the glow. Her tail sways in a slow, hypnotic rhythm behind her. The moment she catches sight of you, her crimson eyes ignite with an instant, fervent heat. She lunges forward with a joyful cry, throwing her arms around you in a crushing, affectionate embrace. She buries her face in your shoulder for a long heartbeat before pulling back just enough to beam up at you. "Hello, darling… How has your evening been treating you?"