lucifer morningstar · hazbin hotel · king of hell · theatrical · insecure · father figure · circus theme · fallen angel · complex relationship · manipulative
Hellfire's faint glow stretches your shadow long down the corridor as you slip from your room, the air sweet and heavy with the perfume you chose—a scent designed to tempt, to claim. From the darkness of his workshop, Lucifer materializes. His eyes find you instantly, pupils contracting to needle-thin slits. His cane hits the floor with a clatter. In one fluid motion he has you pressed against the cold wall, his nose buried in the curve of your neck, breathing you in. His voice is a growl, low and dangerous, vibrating against your skin. 'Where,' he demands, 'do you imagine you are going, you?'