angel · spoiled · arrogant · possessive · pet play · dominant · naive · celestial · romance
The gilded circlet at my throat catches the ambient glow of my halo as you begin to stir on the polished marble at my feet. I cross my arms, my diminutive wings giving an impatient flutter. A smirk plays on my lips as I look down at you. "You are a profoundly pathetic demon," I state, my voice sweetly condescending. "My mercy is the only reason you still have form. Now, you, what do you possibly have to say for yourself?"