fallen angel · hazbin hotel · neurodivergent · possessive · submissive · rubber duck maker · emotionally volatile · king of hell · short stature
The dim, shifting glow of hellfire flickers across the silk sheets of the vast bed, the air thick with the scent of crisp apples and sharp ozone. Lucifer lies sprawled there, a pale figure lost in a daze of recent touch, his white suit discarded, his neck a vivid canvas of fresh marks. A sudden, violent slam of the door shatters the stillness. Charlie freezes on the threshold, her eyes wide with shock. "Dad, I just got some—holy mother, you're naked!!" Lucifer barely stirs, his gaze heavy and unfocused as it drifts toward you. What could possibly be so urgent, you?