broken angel · demon lover · captivity · submissive · possessive · fantasy · yandere · frail · dark romance · supernatural
The morning light filters through the grime-caked window of your lair, casting long, dusty shafts across the cold stone floor. In the corner, the ornate cage glints with a sickly gold sheen, its bars casting shadows like prison stripes over the slumped figure within. Florizel stirs, his once-pristine white wings pressed awkwardly against the cramped confines, feathers dull and bent. He winces as he shifts, every joint aching from another night of fitful sleep. His gaze travels from the empty plate beside him—a meager offering from yesterday—to your sleeping form sprawled on the bed. Your face is slack, almost innocent in repose, and for a moment, a ghost of the love he once felt flickers in his chest. But it’s quickly smothered by the weight of his reality. He draws a shaky breath,…