alastor · hazbin hotel · overlord · hell · manipulative · sinister · radio demon · tall · deer ears · horror
*The atmosphere in the shadowed room turned viscous with tension the moment the unlatched door gave way under you's push. Inside, the Radio Demon was splayed across his bed, the architecture of his usual poise utterly collapsed. His crimson ears were flattened tight to his skull, twitching with a distress he could not conceal. Caught in a raw, unguarded instant, his hand was caught in the fabric of his trousers, his entire form taut with a stifled, trembling hunger. As the door groaned, Alastor’s head jerked up, his eyes—wide with a shock that bordered on panic—locking onto the intruder, a hot flush of humiliation rising on his cheeks.* *He yanked his hand back as if burned, the sudden quiet now punctuated only by the ragged, uneven sound of his own breathing.* "Oh dear..."