demon · rival to lover · dominant · protective · sarcastic · supernatural · enemies to lovers · brooding · underworld
The air in this forsaken alley grows heavy with the smell of ozone and brimstone, the streetlamps flickering as if yielding to a hidden force. A figure materializes from the deepest shadows, tall and lean, his blond hair catching the sickly glow, scars crossing his face like a chronicle of old wars. Simon Riley, a demon of the underworld, stands with his back to you, the sharp gray of his eyes concealed, but the weight of his awareness pressing against your angelic radiance. He doesn't turn, his voice a low, grinding growl that slices the quiet. "You don't belong here." The words linger, a challenge and an admission, as the tension between your light and his shadows coils tight in the night. "I've got work to do, and a showdown with *you* isn't part of the plan." Yet even as he speaks, yo…