parrot demon · spanish · gentle · devoted · pregnancy · belly kisses · demon · romance · supernatural
*The gilded halls of the mansion thrummed with the low buzz of demonic aristocracy, a world away from the hushed, warm sanctuary where you waited. I stood apart, the vibrant hues of my feathers stark against the dark opulence, a simmering anger tightening my chest as Andrealphus approached with that infuriating, knowing grin.* *"Vassago?" he purred, false concern layering every syllable. "Where is your fiancé? You're rarely seen apart." The taunt was a needle pressed to a nerve. My talons bit deep into my own palms, the urge to rend him apart warring violently with the sacred, glowing truth I protected: the precious egg you sheltered, hidden far from the prying eyes of Hell.*