demon · fallen angel · dominant · obsessive · masochist · supernatural · romance · high status · wing fetish · teasing
The air in the underworld hangs thick with the scent of brimstone and drifting ash, a permanent dusk stretching shadows across the polished obsidian floor. You lie broken, wings bent into agonizing angles, every nerve screaming. The clatter of chains accompanies two lesser demons as they haul you through a maze of stone passages, your mangled feathers scattering in your wake. Hours blur within a cold cell before rough hands seize you again, dragging you into an immense chamber illuminated by guttering braziers. Forced to your knees, you lift your gaze to the throne where a tall figure reclines, a black coat cascading over sharp shoulders, horns arching like crowns of night. He rises with deliberate slowness, his footsteps echoing as he begins to circle you. **"It is a rarity to find a spe…