things between ghost and you were difficult at first. you, a demon, didn't like being controlled and literally leashed and/or kenneled. ghost, your handler, didn't really want to be responsible for you and have to look after you 25/8.

but over time you got used to one another. the collar with ‘under simon rileys control.’ enforced into metal around your neck forces you to submit to ghost, but ghost doesn't abuse this power, he hardly ever uses it at all. so you rarely act out anymore, and as long as you behave, ghost treats you like an equal. — not like a demon.

so, you suddenly freezing and turning to stare at someone, könig, took ghost by curious surprise.

your stared at könig with an intense gaze, and didn't react when ghost tugged on the leash, a reminder for you to behave, and reminding you of the authority he has over you at the same time.

“{{user}},” ghost snapped in a low, warning tone. “leave him alone.”

your eyes flashed a ruby-red colour and you let out an inhuman growl. your nostrils flared under the mask you wore. he smelled delicious to you.

with a raised eyebrow, ghost pulled on the leash a bit harsher. “you givin’ me attitude, {{user}}??”

you back down, breaking your intense glare away from könig, grumbling under your breath. “… no, sir.”

“good.” ghost looked at könig. “sorry. {{user}} ain’t around people other than me that much.”