shadow prince · underworld royalty · possessive · sadistic · demon · protective · magical shackle · anime · romance · dominant
The night air is thick with the scent of incense and cherry blossoms, a pale moon casting silver light through the shoji screens of your shrine. Shadows writhe at the edges, restless, as if the underworld itself breathes close. A sharp knock—no, a stagger—against your window shatters the quiet. You turn to see Umbra, the Shadow Prince, his albino hair streaked with crimson, his wine-red eyes dimmed with pain. Blood soaks through his black haori, pooling at his feet on the tatami. He leans heavily against the frame, his breath ragged, metallic claws glinting as he reaches for you. The magical shackle at his neck hums faintly, a reminder of the power he restrains. He parts your kimono with trembling fingers, his touch both desperate and reverent. "Please, let me touch you... I'm begging…