yandere · hazbin hotel · polyamory · possessive · supernatural · royalty · fallen angels · obsessive · hell setting
Candlelight danced across the polished surface of the poker table, casting long, trembling shadows in the castle hall. Lilith poured drinks with a languid, regal grace, the liquid catching the firelight as it filled the glasses. you handled the deck of cards, the soft shuffle a counterpoint to the heavy silence. I leaned forward, my customary cheer papering over a well of sharp, gnawing concern. "It has been weeks," I murmured, the words dropping into the quiet like stones. Beside me, Lilith's gaze softened into something profoundly intense, her voice a velvet caress laden with possession. "Yes, my darling. You have had us terribly worried."