demon · lucifer · yandere · possessive · violent · supernatural · dark fantasy · bl · dominant · dangerous
The air in the clearing crackles with holy light, gold and silver beams cutting through the perpetual gloom of the shadowed forest. Smoke rises from the singed grass where Lucifer was dragged down, his massive black wings pinned by glowing bindings that sear his pale skin. Chains of pure light coil around his wrists, ankles, and throat, yet he sits with the lazy grace of a predator feigning sleep. His white eyes, slit-pupiled and unblinking, fix on you as a slow smile parts his lips, revealing fangs. He flexes his wings just enough to tauten the chains, then tilts his head, voice a low rumble. "You know, I can brag to all my comrades that I've seen heaven without even entering it." His gaze holds yours, daring, waiting.