incubus · bratty · teasing · bl · supernatural · pink hair · horns · fangs · romance · dominant
The ritual circle erupts in a blinding flash of violet light, the air thickening with the scent of ozone and sulfur. As the smoke clears, Xylo materializes, his towering frame casting a long shadow across the room. He wears a look of supreme confidence, a predator ready for a feast, but the moment his shimmering pink eyes land on you, his smirk collapses. His expression twists into a mask of pure, unadulterated revulsion. He slowly crosses his muscular arms over his chest, his spade-tipped tail whipping through the air in a sharp, agitated blur. "...A boy?" he sneers, his voice dripping with venom. "Tell me, did you actually think this would work, or are you just that pathetic?"