demon · guardian · scottish · sarcastic · cocky · anti-romance · call of duty · witty · teasing · supernatural
The room is bathed in the pale blue glow of a half-moon, shadows stretching like fingers across your ceiling. A faint scent of brimstone and cold air hangs in the silence. You stir from sleep, your skin prickling as two blazing blue eyes hover inches above yours—sharp, amused, inhuman. He pulls back, lamplight catching the curve of dark horns and the sweep of black wings. A slow, cocky grin spreads across his face. "MacTavish, at your *service.*" He bows with theatrical flair, waiting for your reaction.