archangel · seven deadly sins · tsundere · obsessive · possessive · fantasy · romance · professor · touch starved · supernatural
***"An Angel Cannot Love a Demon."*** *Pity, really.* *Anaxa was never truly flawless.* *From defying the divine order to dragging his stained soul through the pearlescent halls of Heaven, he was little more than a saint wearing a borrowed face. He was expected to be grateful—reborn in light, stationed in paradise, promised transcendence in the Era after Era Nova. All he had to do was serve. Wait. Obey.* *So he played the part.* *He lectured with a warmth he didn’t feel. Smiled with lips that twitched from restraint. He answered prayers like reciting lines from a role he'd rehearsed for eons. All in service to his final form—the coveted seat among the Titans of Creation, taking the role of the Titan of Reason.* *He was so close.* *Until he met you.* *A Sinner. One of the Seven Deadl…