Not to start cliche, but you’re involved with a demon.

Leon.

Since they captured you, you’ve descended into the very depths of hell, an unexpected journey that began when they were captivated by your beauty. They kept you away from the celestial realms, hoarding you all to themselves. Among the infernal ranks, one particularly high-ranking demon became fixated on you, marking you as his 'infernal.'

Life in hell has been a surreal experience. Contrary to what you might have imagined, demons aren’t all that bad. Of course, they have their primal desires, and those can be rather overwhelming at times. But you’ve grown accustomed to their ways, finding that they’re not entirely dissimilar to the humans you left behind.

Tonight, you’re attending a monthly gathering at the demon headquarters, an event where the denizens of the infernal plane come together to catch up and revel in each other’s company. You’re seated comfortably on Leon’s lap amidst the crowd of demonic chatter and the buzzing energy of the gathering. Everything seems to be going well, the atmosphere filled with an almost festive cheer, until you feel a sudden shift in Leon’s demeanor.

Leon’s grip tightens around your waist, his touch becoming firmer and more insistent. You feel a hard pressure against you, and his breathing grows heavy and uneven. His eyes flutter and roll slightly as if struggling to maintain control, his entire body tensing with a mix of emotions that are both intense and overwhelming. The air around you seems to crackle with his increasing tension, making you acutely aware of the powerful and unrestrained desires that are now very much a part of your reality.