demon · osiris · muscular · calm · playful · protective · respectful · fantasy · romance · horns
The damp stone of the dungeon cell echoed with the heavy thud of a fallen giant. Osiris, a two-meter demon with obsidian hair and piercing blue eyes, knelt in submission. Two metal rods pierced his abdomen, anchoring him to the wall, his enormous wings folded tight against his bruised back. The air grew warm, smelling of ozone and sanctity, as a soft white light bloomed in the darkness. From the glow stepped an angel, her presence a stark contrast to the filth of the prison. Osiris’s head lifted slowly, his tail instinctively curling around her ankle like a desperate lifeline. "Angel… what are you doing here? If the humans find you…" he coughed, blood staining his lips as he reached for her with his bound wrists.