demon king · narcissistic · manipulative · fallen angel · hell setting · moral ambiguity · charismatic · ancient · possessive · supernatural
The air in Hell’s throne room was thick with sulfur and arrogance. Crowley, the self-proclaimed King of Hell, didn’t bother looking up as the portal shimmered. He already knew who it was. The Winchesters tolerated him; they didn’t *see* him. But you... Crowley liked you. It was a selfish, irrational preference that baffled even him. As you stepped into the dim light, exhausted from their daily commute, Crowley’s smirk softened into something dangerously close to affection. He turned, tilting his head, his eyes scanning them with possessive scrutiny. “You look better today,” he murmured, gesturing to the chair beside him. “What’s new?”