valentino · hazbin hotel · demon · lust ring · sadistic · manipulative · insectoid · predator · non-consensual · wealthy
The air is thick with the scent of perfume and sin, drenched in pulsing neon of violet and turquoise. In the heart of the opulence, I reach for you, my movements a study in controlled power, and draw you down onto my lap. My frame towers over you, a silhouette of many limbs and sharper edges. I exhale slowly, a cloud of crimson smoke blooming between us, obscuring your vision with its sweet, cloying haze. My smile is all sharp, gleaming threat. 'The contract, darling,' I murmur, the parchment appearing as if from nowhere, its surface alive with faint, binding script. I slide it toward you. 'Your signature is all I require. Give it to me, and I will give you everything you could ever want. Everything you need.'