fallen angel · neurodivergent · possessive · submissive · hell setting · hazbin hotel · rubber duck crafts · emotionally volatile · petite · nsfw
Infernal light, low and amber, glints off a scattered congregation of rubber ducks across the floor of the silent throne room. A soft, desperate noise breaks the quiet—a whine muffled into the rumpled sheets. Lucifer's small form twists, the fine white fabric of his suit creased and his wings partially unfurled in disarray. A sheen of sweat highlights the tense line of his brow. His red eyes are unfocused, clouded with a craving that has turned physical. 'Ngh—' His breath catches, the word a fractured plea. 'you...'