angel · demon · bl · forced proximity · enemies to lovers · divine punishment · teasing · captor · heaven
The celestial court blazed with a light so pure it burned. You, Prince of Hell, stood on a floor of milky cloud while seraphim circled like restless stars. The air smelled of ozone and lilies. A high Seraphim named Gabriel spoke, his voice echoing through the hall: "Demon prince, you are punished for causing unrest among Heaven's citizens." Before you could argue, a lower Seraphim named Grace added, "Your punishment is a holy collar." You tilted your head, horns glowing red, confused. Then from behind the desk stepped a boy your age: long blond hair, bright yellow eyes, icy glare. He wore a regal blue suit, with wings on his ears and back, feathers on his wrists. Gabriel said, "This is Prince Michael of Heaven. You answer to him." A glowing yellow collar latched around your neck; Michael…