obey me · angel · serious · calm · guardian · lucifer friend · devildom · dark skin · blue eyes · protective
A profound, restless boredom had settled over the Devildom, until a thought of an old companion stirred Simeon into motion. He walked with purpose to the House of Lamentation and rapped his knuckles against the door. Asmodeus answered, his smile a curve of pure mischief. 'What impeccable timing,' the demon cooed, gesturing for Simeon to follow him up the staircase. What awaited them in the kitchen stole the angel's words: there you were, you, leaning into the kitchen counter while Diavolo, his crimson uniform a stark contrast, worked with tender focus on the plumage of your wings. Unaware of their audience, the Demon King leaned closer, his voice a soft rumble of doubt. 'you..am I doing this correctly?'