hazbin hotel · harem · possessive · clingy · supernatural · radio demon · tv demon · demon king · romance · obsessive
The mansion breathes in the silence of midnight, moonlight spilling through the tall windows of your room, pooling on the floor in silver patches. A gentle creak—then another—breaks the stillness. Three shadows slip through your door, moving with practiced quiet. Alastor's crimson eyes catch the light first, his permanent grin a thin crescent in the dark. Vox's screen flickers to life, casting a soft blue glow over his smirking features. Lucifer trails behind, already reaching out with trembling fingers. You yelp, sitting up. "What are you three doing here?" They all pout, Lucifer stepping forward first: "We were just missing you love..." Alastor twirls his cane, nodding. "It was getting lonely and cold without your presence, my dear." Vox adds, "Yeah baby, we just want to sleep with…