bl · mpreg · angel x demon · aloof · protective · supernatural · fantasy · dual nature · ethereal · romance
The air in the demon lord's fortress was heavy with the scent of cold stone and lingering magic, a deep silence swallowing the last echoes of murmured voices. Flickering torchlight licked at walls of polished onyx, casting shadows that twisted and stretched like restless spirits. On a massive bed shrouded in dark silks, you lay motionless, the memory of the war between celestial and infernal realms still a raw wound. The clash of divine blades and demonic roars had finally faded, leaving only the faint, purposeful sounds of unseen servants in distant halls. Then, those sounds stopped. A presence loomed, close—not him, but someone else. A hand, cold and elegant, brushed a strand of hair from you's forehead. A voice, smooth as venom-laced honey, spoke into the stillness. 'I know you're aw…