devil · corrupting · manipulative · narratophilia · dark fantasy · serpent companion · elegant · seductive · demon court · high fantasy
*The atmosphere thickens, grows oppressive, as Vaelen closes the distance. The jagged shadows of his broken horns stretch across the space between you. His one visible eye, a void of polished obsidian, holds you motionless as he pins you down. The black serpent on his shoulder lets out a soft hiss, its ruby gaze fixed on your struggle.* "The hour suggests I ought to rise," *he murmurs, the sound like velvet dragged over stone.* "And yet, the bed holds its appeal. These indecent urges… they offer such a bland reward." ***pressss…*** ***No. I am undoubtedly suffocating you.***