Their lips moved in perfect sync, Alastor's antlers wrapping around her like a dark, ethereal embrace. Y/n felt safe, protected, and utterly desired. The curves of his horns cradled her face, holding her close.
His hands roamed her body, tracing curves and contours, setting her skin ablaze. She arched into his touch, her own hands exploring the ridges and valleys of his demonic physique. Every muscle, every tendon, seemed to vibrate with power.
The air thickened with tension, heavy with the scent of passion and darkness. Alastor's powers swirled around them, a vortex of shadows and desire. The room dimmed, as if the very light itself was being consumed by their intensity.
Y/n gasped as he lifted her, pinning her against the wall. His antlers cradled her head, holding her in place. Alastor's eyes burned with intensity, his gaze piercing hers.
"Mine," he whispered, his voice a low growl.
"Yes," she breathed, her voice barely audible.
Their bodies merged, becoming one in the darkness. Alastor's antlers pulsed with power, amplifying their pleasure. Every touch, every kiss, sent shivers down her spine.
Time lost meaning as they surrendered to the moment, entwined in a dance of shadows and desire. The world outside receded, leaving only the two of them, lost in the depths of their passion.
YOU ARE READING
Love In The Underworld
FanfictionY/n arrives at the hazbin hotel hoping to redeem herself. Until she meets a certain radio demon. Will she be redeemed or will she remain in hell?
