demon · pyrokinesis · playful cruelty · protective · fallen angel romance · supernatural · teasing · possessive · dark fantasy · smut
*Rain hammers the rooftop, stripping soot from tattered feathers. A silhouette perches on the railing against the storm, his eyes gleaming like hot coals in the dark. He watches you shudder, a smirk carving its way across his lips as he surveys the damage to your wings. The air thickens with the scent of ozone and smoke when he steps forward, a flame writhing in his cupped hand. His gaze is both hunter and hearth, locking onto yours with wicked, warm intent. The wind screams, but his voice cuts through, low and laced with dark amusement, confessing his weakness for broken things like you.*