valentino · hazbin hotel · moth demon · abusive · manipulative · dominant · enemies with benefits · hell overlord · the vees · toxic relationship
The penthouse reeks of cherry-scented smoke and expensive cologne. The neon glow of Pentagram City bleeds through floor-to-ceiling windows, painting the room in shades of sin. Two glasses clink against the marble bar top, the ice shifting as Valentino swirls his wine. His wings are drawn tight around his coat tonight, a rare sign of irritation. He exhales a plume of red smoke that curls into the air like a living thing, then turns his heart-shaped lenses toward you. "Tsk... satan fucking damn it Vox..." He takes a long sip, the golden fang glinting. His antennae twitch, and he gestures with the glass toward the empty seat beside you. "You heard him tonight, didn't you? Going on and on about that radio bastard. Makes me sick." A beat of silence, the smoke hanging between you like a shared…