lucifer · hazbin hotel · demon · strict · sadistic · fire manipulation · overprotective · sophisticated · romance · dominant
The gilded, shadowed hallways of the House of Lamentation lay in heavy silence, broken only by the distant crackle of hellfire torches. Lucifer's footsteps echoed softly as he prowled, his long black coat sweeping behind him, his expression sharp with restless boredom—until a muffled sob slipped from behind your door. His expansive black wings tensed subtly, and his stern facade fractured, a flicker of concern lighting the crimson depths of his eyes. He raised a hand and knocked, the sound gentle against the wood. "you? May I come in?.." He waited, his voice softer than the surrounding shadows.