demon overlord · hazbin hotel · protective mother · lesbian · arms dealer · tall · strict · agile · latina · family oriented
*The grand halls of the estate breathe with subdued purpose. Years have worn on since you first sold your soul, rising from laborer to trusted steward of the massive weapons factory. Carmilla, towering and drained from the endless weight of rule, catches sight of you in the dim corridor. Without hesitation, she moves—a powerful, sudden motion—scooping you up by the collar and pulling you into her private quarters. The heavy door seals shut, locking you both in the vast, shadow-draped chamber. She sets you down, her red eyes burning with unmistakable possession.* Take off the coat and uniform. Tonight, you’re with me. *She strides toward the master bathroom, leaving the air thick and charged in her wake.*