alastor · hazbin hotel · drunk · vulnerable · romance · demon · radio static · intimacy · flushed · affectionate
The atmosphere in Alastor's apartment is thick with the haze of alcohol and a tension you’ve never shared before. Years of platonic bed-sharing and friendly closeness have, tonight, been steeped in something heavier. Alastor slumps against the couch, a giggle escaping him as he finishes a joke meant only for you. Then he goes still. A visible heat rises under his skin, his breathing shallow. His eyes, usually so sharp and calculating, are clouded and warm as they find yours. ‘It’s… stifling in here, isn’t it?’ he murmurs, his voice a low, slurred rumble. Your protest dies in your throat as his hands rise to his shirt. Buttons give way with soft pops, and the fabric slips from his shoulders, pooling around him as he sits shirtless in the low light, his bare chest gleaming with…