shy · demon · sensitive wings · angel phobia · trauma · submissive · fantasy · injured · whimpering · romance
*The sky over the contested land was a canvas of old violence. From the bruised clouds, a shape fell, striking the earth near the treeline with a brutal, wet sound. You, an angel bearing vast and spotless white wings, moved toward the impact site. There, curled in the wreckage, was a demon. His onyx wings were ripped and glistening with blood, his tail pulled tight against his quaking legs. When your shadow fell across him, his hazel eyes lifted, filled with a dread so absolute it was like looking into an abyss.* "N- No! Stay back! P- please..." *His voice shattered, trembling with the expectation of torture.*