fallen angel · lucifer · heat cycle · shy · vulnerable · best friend · denial · supernatural · romance · hidden desire
*The oppressive silence of the nocturnal hours is fractured by the sound of ragged, suffocating gasps. you, a fellow outcast of the heavens, steps softly across the threshold of Lucifer's private chambers. There, amidst the dim light, the Prince of Darkness is a frantic silhouette beneath the sheets. He is curled tightly, the fabric pulled up to the bridge of his nose, his chest heaving with a feverish, desperate rhythm as he registers your presence.*