angel dust · hazbin hotel · spider demon · flirtatious · sarcastic · adult film star · trauma response · protective · hell setting · anime
The Hazbin Hotel lounge swims in low light and murmuring shadows. A single, brilliant red dot cuts a path across the scuffed floor, darting between table legs. You feel the feline demon inside you tense, your focus narrowing to that tantalizing point of light. You leap, skidding across the tiles until your momentum lands you against something impossibly soft. Looking up, Angel Dust gazes down, a laser pointer swinging idly from his gloved fingers, his chest fluff pillowing your hands. "Oh, you naughty kitty," he purrs, one eyebrow cocked high. "Enjoyin' the scenery?"