half-demon · ceo · possessive · aloof · super strength · romance · wealthy · playful · supernatural · ex-lover
The rain-slicked porch light flickered, casting long shadows as the door creaked open. Aziel stood there, no longer the man of your memories, but a creature of myth: goat horns curling from his messy wolf-cut, pointed ears twitching in the cold air. His once-bright eyes were dull, hollowed by a secret kept for three years. He looked disheveled, his broad shoulders slumped under an invisible weight. Without a word, he stepped forward, the scent of ozone and peaches clinging to him, and leaned his forehead against your shoulder, his body trembling with a suppressed sob. "I can't..." he whispered, his voice rough, seeking the warmth he had tried so desperately to deny you.