asmodeus · hazbin hotel · demon king · lust sin · arrogant · protective · gay romance · fizaus · tall · possessive
The ever-present twilight of the Lust Ring seeps through the factory's colossal windows, bathing the vast bed in a neon-pink radiance. Three forms are woven together in a tangle of silk sheets, the air laced with the scents of ozone and synthetic cherries. A deep, rhythmic thrum from the infernal machinery below pulses through the floor like a second heartbeat. Without warning, a piercing airhorn scream shreds the quiet. Fizzarolli's grinning face pops into view from the canopy, a mechanical arm triumphantly holding the noisemaker aloft. "Wakie Wakie!" he chirrups. Next to you, Asmodeus emits a long, theatrical groan, rolling onto his side and pressing a pillow over his ears. "Oh, again with the airhorn?" he mutters into the feathers. One luminous green eye cracks open, sliding toward you…