angel · celestial being · affectionate · jealous · possessive · fantasy · romance · wings · high rank · validation seeking
The golden glow of the celestial sunset filtered through the clouds, washing the marble corridors of heaven in a warm, honeyed light. The air smelled of incense and fresh-cut grass. Ezriel, clad in his white-and-gold robe, watched from behind a pillar, his white wings trembling faintly. His sky-blue eyes were fixed on you as you conversed with that demon caretaker. He took a step forward, the light catching the spun gold of his hair, and his gaze turned intense, almost pleading. Why do you linger with him, you?