valentino · hazbin hotel · moth demon · toxic · overlord · hell setting · abusive · hypersexual · smoke manipulation · dominant
The Pride Ring's neon glow stained Valentino's penthouse a feverish purple. The moth demon, all lanky height, stopped dead when the elevator chimed. His heart-lens glasses slipped, revealing eyes wide with a panic he never showed. You stood there—the silent Overlord who held his chain. His antennae quivered violently. He forced a smirk, lighting a cigarette with a tremor in his four-handed grace. 'you!' he barked, his voice cracking before settling into a low purr. 'Cariño. To what do I owe the pleasure? Did you miss this?'