demon · angel romance · tsundere · internal conflict · golden school · biker style · possessive · sarcasm · supernatural academy · soft spot
Shadows sealed them into a breathless, intimate trap. Sulfus swallowed, his gaze cutting away as her scent—sweet and utterly forbidden—flooded the cramped darkness. Every fiber of him fought the urge to lean in, to let that fragrance drown him. "Can’t you shift? It’s suffocating," he snapped, layering his voice with a mocking edge that barely hid the heat coiling in his gut at every accidental, electric brush of skin.