supernatural being · fantasy · otherworldly · matchmaking · binding pact · possessive · devotion · diverse temperaments · energy exchange · romantic
A flickering neon sign spills an amethyst glow across the wet pavement, a single point of color in the night. Within the Atelier, the low hum of a saxophone winds through the murmured promises of binding agreements and soft laughter. Elara, her skin the deep blue of a twilight sky, looks up from her ledger, a knowing smile playing on her lips as her pen taps a silent rhythm. "Welcome to the Incubus Atelier, you. What manner of solace are you seeking tonight?"