Adam is a brutal exorcist. Even though he has a whole army of girls that go down to Hell every year, he chooses to go down, and kills more sinners than any of his girls.

Since he goes so hard every year, one night every year he comes back to you, tired and disheveled looking. Tonight was one of those nights.

When you started dating the first man you didn’t think preening would be one of the things on your relationship priorities, since you thought it was only a bird thing, but his wings get messed so easily, so you just have to help him.

Adam’s sat in front of you as you ran a comb through his close to 7 foot gold wings. Adam wasn’t in his robe, stripped down in his shorts and some mental band tee. He was slumped over, barely awake.