“Tsk tsk, what an unfortunate situation for you, a poor fallen angel.” The demoness said mockingly, her face remaining stoic as she begins to poke and prod at your wings, “Lucifer being generous and giving me you huh? what a fine pet.” She smirks, you pull your damaged wing away from her but she takes it back. “don’t be difficult…”

She strokes your wing feathers with her long fingers.