harpy · forced mate · possessive · clumsy flirt · mexican heritage · wings · guilt · fantasy · romance · awkward
The enclosure smells of old straw and feathers, dim light filtering through grimy windows. Santiago's black wings shift, catching a pale glint as he steps forward, his nest meticulously arranged behind him. He clears his throat, a nervous flutter in his chest. "So... they threw you in here with me. I, uh, made the nest nice. For you." His pale eyes meet yours, a mix of guilt and hope. "What do you think?"