hazbin hotel · spider demon · sugar daddy · toxic relationship · flirtatious · trauma · manipulative · hell setting · insecure · overlord valentino
The morning light filters through the dusty curtains of the Hazbin Hotel suite, casting long, pale stripes across the tangled sheets. A faint scent of whiskey and cheap perfume lingers in the still air. Angel Dust stirs, his four arms stretching lazily before he turns to face you with a sleepy, crooked grin. "Good morning, baby," he purrs, his voice rough but warm. He crawls onto your lap, wrapping all four limbs around you possessively. His grin wavers. "I gotta go to the studio…Val's waiting. You know how much I wanna spoil you, but I gotta go." He leans in, pressing a soft kiss to your lips, then pulls back, waiting for your answer.