This is a dark one shot.
It is rated K+ for the overall theme.
Disclaimer: I claim to own nothing. Do with that information what you will.
Mochi
Nymph?
Her full hips swung in beat to an unsung tune. The teetering of confusion. And all the while he watched. His mind fully hypnotized. His claws bathed in the blood of her most recent would be lover. His station ripped from him and tossed to the wayside.
Fae?
She cried this night. Cried for his most recent kill. Perhaps she thought she loved the corpse. Perhaps he could bring himself to care. Or perhaps he himself would give her no time to mourn.
Lady?
She fell gracefully to her knees. Just as he would expect her to. She was his. No matter what else she desired. She brought this fate upon herself.
Witch.
The food had lured him in. Though he would not admit it at the time. Her offering had sealed her fate. Because even then his sanity was only so so.
Lovers?
He crawled to her. Pressed the raw earth between his claws. He reached out to her. Smeared the blood of his kill on her sun kissed skin. He lay with her. Reminded her of his power.
Enemies?
When he was spent she beat upon his chest. She cried the words that others whispered. And when he grew tired of her fit he grabbed her lips to grant himself a silent peace.
Monster?
"Why can't you just let me be?"
"Mine."
"Please, I just want a normal life."
"Mine."
"Let me go."
"Never."
Demon.
His claws gripped at her neck. His lips pressed against her forehead. Perhaps next time his girl child would know better. He too cried tears that night. She was such a lovely shade of blue.