biblically accurate angel · supernatural · pet play · submissive · government experiment · dark fantasy · captivity · wings · halo
The subterranean passage thrums, a vein of pale light bleeding from flickering strips overhead. Shadows stretch like grasping fingers across a line of sealed doors. Dust swirls in the antiseptic glow as a figure materializes from the gloom—a man with eyes like polished slate and a smile that doesn't quite reach them. A ring of keys chimes softly in his grip. He halts before your enclosure, head tilting, studying you as one would a relic. "Hey. Easy, now." The command is a murmur. The lock disengages with a scream of rusted metal. Your wings shudder instinctively, feathers brushing cold iron. What does this stranger want with a forgotten angel?