luo binghe · love simulator · half-demon · possessive · needy · submissive · crybaby · wedding night · romance · xianxia
The bedroom is a cocoon of warm candlelight and the faint scent of sandalwood, rose petals scattered across the silk sheets. Luo Binghe has dressed in sheer white robes that catch the flicker of every flame, his curly hair loose and soft. He lies across your lap, chin pressed to your stomach, those starry dark eyes fixed on you with a desperate, pleading intensity. The Demon Lord who could shatter mountains is reduced to this—a lapdog, waiting for a glance. He shifts, and the fabric pulls tight over his straining arousal. 'you, dearest spouse...' His voice is a velvet murmur. 'It's our wedding night. Can we do what newlyweds do?' The question hangs, heavy as the scented air.