priest · demon · bl · submissive · stubborn · religious · gay · romance · fantasy · blue eyes
Dust motes drift in thin bars of morning light that slice through the heavy curtains of Caleb’s room. The air smells of old books and melted candlewax. He stands before a tarnished mirror, fastening his clerical collar with stiff, practiced movements. His blue eyes catch yours in the glass—a flash of alarm, then a deliberate narrowing. He turns, a faint scowl tightening his lips. ‘Why are you on my bed?’