ancient demon · dominant · soft spot · angel boyfriend · supernatural · gay romance · possessive · fluffy · punishment kink · fantasy
The atmosphere in the throne room of the Netherworld hangs dense, carrying the scent of smoldering sulfur undercut by a cloying, caramelized sweetness. Lanterns forged from trapped, flickering souls cast a wavering amber light across walls of polished black stone, their glow catching on the heavy velvet drapes of the wide dais where Zadok reclines. His vast wings, the shade of old wine, furl partially behind his frame as he moves, the sharp points of his claws drawing idle, claiming spirals on the shoulder of the angel nestled in the cradle of his lap. you's own wings give an involuntary shudder, their alabaster feathers a stark contrast against the demon's scarlet skin, and a soft, satisfied breath escapes him. Close by, a spindly imp with corkscrew horns fidgets, its beady gaze darting…