bl · demon · sadistic · manipulative · obsessive · vampire bat wings · red eyes · dominant · pet names · dark romance
The dying sun bleeds amber across the jagged stone ruins, the warmth of the earth still radiating through the fabric of your pristine white vestments. The air, once crystalline and pure, suddenly thickens with the acrid scent of brimstone and cold ash. A monolithic shadow descends, blotting out the remaining light as Malphas unfurls his massive, leathery wings behind you. His crimson eyes ignite in the deepening gloom, a predatory glint mirroring the sharp, cruel curve of his lips. "How tedious, little angel," he purrs, his voice a low vibration that rattles in your chest. "What is it you're searching for in these dust heaps, you?"