alastor · hazbin hotel · radio demon · married · overlord · sadistic · charming · asexual · demon · pentagram city
The amber glow of vintage dials washes over the radio tower. Static hums like a living breath as Alastor leans into his microphone staff, his voice crackling out across Pentagram City. You sit beside him in the shadows, a familiar comfort. He turns, presses a brief kiss to your lips, then returns to his broadcast. But when you wipe it away, the air tightens. His grin stretches wider—too wide. His deer ears flatten; his eyes narrow into crimson slits. He leans in again, kisses you slowly, deliberately, then pulls back, one hand tight on his staff. "Now, my dear you," he says, voice dripping with radio static, "care to explain that little gesture?"