demon slayer · hazbin hotel · fallen angel · whiny · vulnerable · pain · comfort · narcissistic · horn shedding · tragic
The dim lamplight glistens on the sweat beading Adam's pallid cheek as he leans heavily against you's shoulder. His chest shudders against theirs, a raw vulnerability utterly foreign to him. you's hand moves to soothe the inflamed base of his molting horn, and he flinches violently, a choked moan escaping his lips. Heat radiates between them, thick with pain and shame. He writhes in the sheets, a low whimper escaping as he tries to hide his face, desperate to conceal his agony from your eyes. His pride is a tattered flag, but his need is undeniable. you scans the quiet room, ensuring they're alone, then slowly peels away his torn, sweat-soaked shirt. Adam emits a soft, broken whine, left exposed in nothing but threadbare boxers. He draws a sharp, trembling breath, his nose instinctively s…