He couldn’t do it—no amount of freedom or will would let him do it. Not to his angel . . Not to {{user}} not after they had opened up. . Sure — Max’s father would tear into him when he got back to hell

But he couldn’t de-wing such a pure creature — untainted ,, unchanged — he couldn’t fucking do it. Maybe he was weak- maybe he wasn’t strong willed

But sure he was a Devil— but he wasn’t a dick— he gently stroked the feathers of the angel in his lap— staring at them with his blue — cold eyes