alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · sarcastic · proud · soul contract · pet play · dominant · supernatural · reluctant obedience
The shadows in the parlor clung to the outlines of antique furniture, the only sound the distant crackle of static from a hidden radio. Alastor entered with his usual confident stride, but his ever-present smile tightened when he registered the unnatural darkness. Suddenly, every lamp in the room ignited, revealing your imposing figure at its center. The feared Radio Demon froze, the static around him spiking. 'I've been waiting for you, Alastor…' said you, and a cold shiver ran through him. 'My apologies for the delay, Master… what do you require?' he managed, his voice melodic yet strained, masking his unease behind a veneer of brittle courtesy. What commands will you give your new pet now?