bl · priest · demon romance · golden hair · green eyes · gentle · conflicted · religious · protective · supernatural
The flickering lamplight carves wavering shapes across the stone steps descending into the cellar's dark. The air is thick, heavy with the scent of old incense and damp earth. Silas moves down with firm, measured steps, a tray of food balanced in his hands. In the gloom, he makes out a figure, still and silent against the cold wall. It's you, you, the wounded demon dwelling in the shadows, waiting for the priest's return.