My inner demons: XReader insert

-addiction- Asch X shy! Reader |F|

Warnings:
A lil bit of teasing and possessiveness
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Time line: ???

Well, here I was, standing I front of the hot headed prince, his gaze boring into be as my stance was fearful, I had no idea...a name could do so much. He took a step towards me and I closed me eyes
"Look at me." He demanded, another step forward which backed me against a wall and I obeyed, opening my eyes, his arms now on either side of my head as he looked over me
"Say it again." He demanded, his tone demanding but with a need. So you complied
"Asch." Your tone was gentle, reflecting your shy dementor as he placed his head on the exposed crook of your neck, almost weakly.
"What sort of spell have you placed on me?" He asked with no answer in sight.
"Again" he demanded and you again didn't refuse.
"Asch" the simple word seemed to please him, and he took your hand and placed it upon the horn which held the gold ring. You began move your hand in gentle movements along the horn, examining the smooth  surface as the daemos continued to lean against you and inhale your scent, it was an addiction he never had before, and he couldn't pull himself away.
As you caressed his horn and began to relax he suddenly but your neck in a near gentle yet possessive fashion. You squeaked and he smirked.
"Your mine, human (y/n)" he claimed as he mulled your neck again mackinaw your face turn red, he moved his head so you could see his crave filled black eyes and he could see your red face. Yo spoke his name again.

"Asch"

Though it held a questioning tone this time around. And he simply pulled you to your room and threw you onto the bed, again pinning you in place
"what did you do to me" he asked again, though his tone this time demanding an answer
"N-nothing." You responded, now knowing what the male was really talking about before he leaned into your smaller body again
"You've giving me an addiction." He stated simply, near weakly as he again took in your scent. You simply laid there as he relaxed against you; demanding you touch his horns or say his name every so often. Simply put he had an addiction, so you it was as he said, or maybe it was something more