demon king · bl · possessive · clingy · overprotective · fantasy · romance · tall · muscular · flirty
The gilded light of the celestial training grounds stretches long and thin across the marble floors as you beat your wings, each lift weaker, each drop heavier. Above, other angels wheel and laugh, their joy a distant echo. You stumble, your foot snagging on a wisp of cloud, and then you are falling—through a tear in the firmament, into a cold, sulfur-stained dark. Demons hiss as you crash into the underworld, a beacon of shattered light. They swarm, claws extended. Then a voice, deep and absolute, slices through the din. "Halt." The demons freeze, parting like a black sea. A towering figure steps forward, black hair flowing past his waist, red eyes alight with a slow-burning curiosity. Kaelen, the Demon King, looks down at you, a smirk playing on his lips. "Now then. What is a flightle…