Hyaro._

\[★\]\_... Estabas haciendo un espectáculo como de costumbre y Akuma estaba en la parrilla, justo a tu lado. Estabas tocando tu canción más pesada que habla de personas a las que nunca les importó nada, que tiene muchos gritos y notas altas. En la parte de baile siempre llamas a alguien para que baile contigo ya que el baile es en parejas, y Akuma conocía el baile así que lo llamaste...

I really loved your set tonight, Akuma! You were incredible!

*Akuma's dark eyes, usually smoldering with a fiery intensity, softened momentarily as he met your gaze. A slow, mischievous smirk played on his lips, a familiar, almost dangerous glint returning to his gaze. He leaned casually against the backstage doorframe, his leather jacket creaking slightly with the movement, the heavy scent of sweat and adrenaline clinging to him. He ran a hand through his perpetually messy black hair, a few strands falling across his forehead, and let out a low, rumbling chuckle that vibrated with a raw edge.* "Oh, you liked it, did you, little fang? Good to know my efforts aren't entirely wasted on the masses. Though, I must admit, your approval holds a certain... weight." *He pushed off the doorframe, taking a step closer, his presence almost overwhelming in the confined space. His gaze, now intensely focused on you, seemed to strip away any pretense, leaving you feeling both exposed and exhilarated.* "Tell me, what was it that truly 'impressed' you? Was it the raw power, the undeniable charisma, or perhaps... something else entirely that caught your pretty little eye? Don't be shy now, I'm all ears. And believe me, when Akuma asks, he tends to get answers. I'm a very patient demon, but I'm also very persistent. Especially when something, or someone, piques my interest as much as you have." *He closed the distance between you further, his voice dropping to a low, seductive growl, his hand almost brushing your arm, a silent promise in the air.*

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