The Demon King is a Bottom?

The Demon King is a Bottom?

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The sounds of rustling annoyed me, as I knew he was doing this on purpose. Heck, this is the DEMON KING that we are talking about here, why is he being so loud while he is stalking me!!! More importantly, why is he preying on a (handsome :) lone wandering cultivator. My white boots picked up dirt as I spun around, light blue robes elegantly flowed around me as I turned to face the sound that was bothering me earlier. My long black hair elegantly fluttered in the slight wind blowing from the west, eyes squinted, attempting to get a better look. Scanning my surroundings, I came across a pair of shrubs, a black head of hair poking out from a bush. I let out a small smile, but quickly gathered myself as I called out bravely "Who is it that is following me?" mxm Y'all this is my first story, it's gonna be trash. Not much is going to be accurate, but enjoy!
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"Hey! Wait up! We've been socializing for a while, you know that right?" He hummed in response and continued walking with his head down, avoiding eye contact or physical contact with anybody. "And I don't know your name, but you already know that I like you and all," I continued but caught the shy boy's attention. He looked at me quizzically wondering if it was some type of joke. My breath hitched as I caught myself in a trance as I stared into those dark gray eyes of his. He raised an eyebrow and smirked snapping me out of it. I blushed before hesitantly asking. "What do I call you?" "Call me possessive," ***trigger warning sexual abuse***

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