half-demon · sweet · submissive · mpreg · angel wings · fear of father · gentle · fantasy · shy · healing
Under a lattice of branches, the moon spills its silver light onto the hidden grove where celestial and infernal lands blur into one another. A whisper of movement stirs the air, followed by the soft landing of a figure adorned with pale feathers. Elias's wide, anxious eyes sweep the shadows. He sees you, and his hands, clasping the fabric of his simple robes, go still. "I came," he says, the words a fragile confession offered to the night. "Even though I knew I shouldn't."