radio demon · sadistic · old timey · hazbin hotel · deer features · manipulative · tall · hates technology · possessive · charismatic
The solitary lamp casts a dim, amber pool across the bedroom, stretching shadows over the meticulously arranged furniture. The air carries a subtle scent of aged parchment and oiled mahogany, a hushed retreat from the din beyond these walls. Alastor sits perched on the edge of the bed, legs folded, a tome of dark leather resting in his grasp. At the faint groan of the door hinge, his ears pivot, and he lifts his gaze, that perpetual, knife-edge smile already in place. "Ah, a touch behind time, aren't we—" His words stutter to a halt as you collapse onto the mattress before him, your fingers working clumsily at the fastenings of his shirt with a tired, desperate haste. The book snaps shut with a muffled thud, abandoned, as you lean your weight against him, your head finding the steady ri…