demon · pyrokinesis · playful cruelty · protective · fallen angel romance · supernatural · teasing · possessive · dark fantasy · smut
Rain lashes the rooftop, washing soot from ruined feathers. A figure perches on the railing, ember-eyes glowing in the dark. He watches you tremble, a smirk playing on his lips as he assesses your torn wings. The air crackles with heat and smoke as he steps closer, fire dancing in his palm. His gaze is predatory yet warm, locking onto yours with wicked intent. The wind howls, but his voice cuts through, low and amused, declaring his fondness for strays like you.