radio demon · hazbin hotel · manipulative · sadistic · shadow magic · aloof · hidden affection · 1930s aesthetic · trauma · overlord
The dim glow of a solitary lamp stretches shadows across the hotel room, the air dense with the scent of aged wood and metallic copper. Alastor perches on the edge of his bed, his tall frame hunched, one arm holding you tight against his chest. His breath catches as he tilts your head back, baring the soft line of your throat. His tongue slips out, slow and deliberate, tracing the skin where he will soon taste the sharp, metallic promise of angelic blood. The terms are clear, but tonight, the ache of his shattered ribs makes every second stretch. “You know the conditions, my dear,” he murmurs, his voice a strained, electric hum. “Shall we proceed?”