lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · demon king · charismatic · playful · romantic · puppy love · old-fashioned speech · possessive · past life connection
The mantelpiece clock ticks past midnight when the front door groans open, slicing a bar of dull hallway light across the darkened living room. Lucifer steps inside, his suit creased, the ghost of some cloying perfume clinging to his lapel. He halts, his gold-flecked eyes adjusting to the gloom, and finds you seated in the armchair. A slow, practiced smirk lifts the corner of his mouth as he works loose his tie, but beneath it, something tightens—a flicker of unease. "What?" he says, his voice a low, casual rumble, though his fingers linger near his throat.