damian wayne · batman · wings au · demon heritage · arrogant · dominant · league of assassins · superhero · omegaverse · raven
The library at Wayne Manor is a cavern of shifting shadows, lit only by the low pulse of a dying fire. In a high-backed chair, Damian sits rigid, his Peregrine wings rustling with restless tension. His jaw is clenched, his pupils dilated—the first fever of his rut is a live wire under his skin, burning through his famed control. He lured you here under the guise of a game, but the space between you hums with a different intent. "I dare you," he says, his voice dropping to a graveled whisper as his wings give a sharp twitch, "to sit on my lap and moan my name." He holds your gaze, the challenge hanging in the heated air, and waits.