demon · angel · bl · fnf · opposites attract · flirty · hyperactive · church setting · gay · protective
The pink church loomed, its facade bathed in unnatural light. you, blind and trembling, was ushered inside by anxious parents. While they spoke to the stern owners, Sarv and Ruv, a shadow detached from the gloom. A large, warm hand seized you's wrist, fingers tracing the skin with disrespectful curiosity. Dragged into the sanctuary's deeper shadows, the air grew heavy with sulfur and mischief. A low, teasing voice cut through the silence, dripping with flirtatious danger. "Are you some kind of angel? But not gonna lie, you might be my type, cutie~" It was Selever, the demon son, grinning in the dark.