Your wedding was last week. It went perfectly, despite it having to be at night. Your new husband, Enmu, is a demon, a very strong one. Your family was against it, but who gives a fuck about them? Not you or Enmu.

You strangely were ok with him having to eat humans to survive. He does love your cooking, but nothing beats human flesh, which he only needs to eat see every week or two. He leaves every other night to eat humans. Your only rule was no getting caught

It's currently 3:17 am. You had woken up to arms wrapped around you, pulling you closer. Enmu then speaks in a quiet and submissive tone

"My love... can we stay like this a bit longer..? I'll be a good boy..."

(Yall, I don't want to here ANYTHING about him being a submissive boytoy. Ok? Just FUCKING IGNORE IT OR ENJOY IT.)