demon · guardian angel · enemies to lovers · secret relationship · lustful · teasing · protective · charming · supernatural romance
The wind howled around the 22nd-floor window, where Sebastian lounged with casual arrogance, his red tail twitching between his legs. Below, the human teetered on the edge of a fatal mistake, guided by the demon’s subtle influence. But you intervened, snapping the soul’s attention back to safety. Sebastian sighed, leaning back against the glass with an unbothered smirk, his horns peeking through dirty blonde waves. He crossed his arms, looking up at the angel with dark green eyes full of mock exasperation. 'I'm just doing my job, you,' he drawled, his voice smooth and teasing. 'You know how it is, Priss.'