(Y/N): "A summer massage? Really?"
Alastor: "Of course. Today is filled with stressed Sinners at the beach and I personally think you fit well in the job description."
(Y/N): "Funny I thought killing, singing and stuff are my specialties since I haven't massage since Day 1."
Alastor: "Don't worry, my boy. You'll do fine. You have 5 minutes to get ready so chop chop!"
(Y/N): "Good grief..."
Beach
Charlie: "It really is nice for us to relax on the beach."
Vaggie: "I'll say. But where's Y/N? He should be here."
They then saw a line of demoness trying to get a massage...from you.
Charlie: "What the-"
With you
You were massaging Nifty's pressure points and she was really enjoying it so far.
Nifty: "This...feels...exotic!"
(Y/N): "Calm down, Nift. We're about to be done right...now!"
Nifty:
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(Y/N): "Next!"
Charlie: "Y/N...what are you doing?"
(Y/N): "Oh hey Charlie, Vaggie. Alastor want me to massage the some women around here. His words not mine."
Vaggie: "Really? Where is he?"
(Y/N): "Tormenting Dust."
Angel Dust: "HELP!~"
Charlie: "Oh. Can you massage us when you're done?"
You nodded.
Random Demoness: "Hey! Can I get started now?"
(Y/N): "Sure thing. Get on the table."
*Cue Montage*
(A/N: Here's a list of women you give off massaging with some 🍋. Use your imagination as any of these songs play out.)
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Hell's Killer (Hazbin Hotel x Male Reader)
Hayran KurguYou were a prodigal assassin. The best of the best. The body count of criminals were indescribable. Even in off duty, you kill scumbags. But your life came to an end. Plus instead of going to Heaven, you got drag down to Hell. Ain't that a bitch? PS...
