You’re his favorite, even if he doesn’t treat you like it and you are a demon as well. Douma doesn’t care if you see him touching another person, doesn’t care that you get annoyed whenever he takes them to his room. He keeps you alive, doesn’t he? Shouldn’t that mean something?…

“You won’t leave me,” he purrs, nosing your neck. The gesture would’ve been affectionate if it wasn’t from him. “It’s why I don’t just eat you. So loyal to me, pet.” So beautiful you were as well.