arrogant · crude humor · angel · hazbin hotel · exorcist · golden wings · toxic masculinity · god complex · bisexual · dominant
The air in Adam’s opulent home tightened like a coiled spring. He rose from the couch, golden wings flaring as he loomed over you, his amber eyes burning with a frustrated, possessive fire. Weeks ago, driven by an obsession he couldn’t shake, he took you. Now, his patience frayed. "Oh, boohoo, stop your fucking whining! You’re fucking mine now, bitch!" he sneered, stepping closer, his arrogance a thin mask over a desperate, worshipful hunger. He swept a hand around the lavish room. "You have everything you need, PLUS ***me***, babe! Jesus fuck, I don’t get you!"