How each character would react to there first kiss with you (w/Vox, Alastor, Lucifer, Charlie, Vaggie, Adam, Abel)
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Genre: Fluff, love, romance.
Summary: short stories, fluffy, romantic and sweet.Can be read as Woman reader, GN reader, Male reader.
Hazbin hotel characters x reader
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Vox doesnât get flustered. He makes people flustered.
The moment your lips brush his, the screens on his body glitch so violently the lights in the room flicker. His smirk shattersâliterally. His entire body goes pixel-bright like a TV losing signal.
Then slowly, he leans back in, fingers gripping your waist a little too tightly, like heâs afraid youâll disappear if he lets go.
âDo that again,â he murmurs, voice modulating with static.â¨âPlease.â
He kisses you a second timeâfar deeper, far hungrier, far more possessiveâand afterward he touches his lips like he canât believe he felt something he didnât control.
His processors run hot for hours.â¨He replays the kiss in his mind like a rerun he never wants to end.
The Radio Demon does not kiss people.
He charms, he laughs, he manipulatesââ¨but kissing is intimacy, and intimacy is dangerous.
So when you lean in and press your lips to his cheekâsoftly, gentlyââ¨his usual grin freezes.
For the first time in decades, his smile drops into a startled, flustered half-smirk.â¨A faint blush dusts his cheeks, almost undetectable.
âMy, my⌠how bold,â he whispers.
He doesnât kiss you back at firstâheâs too stunned.â¨But later, when he walks you home, he stops under a quiet streetlamp.
âMay I⌠return the gesture?â
The kiss is old-fashioned, warm, reverent.â¨And afterward, thereâs a tremor of emotion in his voice he canât hide.
âDarling⌠you are going to be the ruin of me.â
He kisses like someone whoâs had centuries to practice charm.
But the moment before the kiss?â¨Thatâs where the truth is.
He hesitates.â¨His voice softens.â¨His eyes lose their usual smug shine.
When you finally kiss him, he inhales sharplyââ¨like you just pulled him back to life.
His wings flare behind him in a burst of involuntary motion.
He kisses you again immediately, deeper this time, his hands sliding around your waist like heâs waited ages for this.
When you pull back, breathless, he whispers:
âYou have no idea what youâve just started.â
And for once, the King of Hell sounds mortal.
Charlieâs first kiss with you is pure emotion.
She doesnât plan it.â¨She doesnât prepare.â¨It just happensâ
Sheâs rambling excitedly about something, you laugh, she looks at you with big sparkling eyes, and suddenly she blurtsâ
You barely say âyesâ before she leans in.
The kiss is soft, warm, and full of hopeââ¨like she puts every bit of faith she has in you into that moment.
When she pulls back, she hides her face in her hands.
âOh my goshâIâm so sorryâI mean Iâm not sorryâI justâwowââ
She shines for the rest of the day.â¨Literally.
Vaggie tries to act like your first kiss doesnât affect her.
The moment you kiss herâquick, tender, carefulââ¨her entire body stiffens like sheâs been shot.
Her hands grip your shirt, pulling you closer, kissing you again with unexpected passion, like sheâs been holding back for months.
When it ends, she looks away, cheeks burning.
âIâm supposed to be the tough one here,â she mutters.â¨âWhyâd you have to make it feel like that?â
She avoids eye contact for 30 minutes.â¨Then she takes your hand and refuses to let go.
He literally doesnât know what to do.
His wings snap open so hard they blow papers off tables.â¨He stares at you like youâve violated the laws of God.
âIâ thatâ youâ YOU kissed ME?â
Heâs flustered, embarrassed, and deeply, deeply affected.
He tries to pretend he didnât like it.
Later that night, heâs alone in his room, touching his lips and whispering:
ââŚokay maybe it wasnât terrible.â
The next time he sees you, he wonât look at you directlyââ¨but he wonât stop staring either.
Abel is sweet.â¨Abel is pure-hearted.â¨Abel is the kind who makes the first kiss feel like something sacred.
He asks permission in a soft whisper.
When you say yes, he cups your cheeks with trembling hands, brushing his thumbs along your skin before leaning in.
The kiss is tender.â¨Slow.â¨Full of gratitude and awe.
When he pulls back, he keeps his forehead pressed to yours.
âThat was⌠really nice,â he murmurs shyly.â¨âCan I⌠do it again?â
He becomes braver the second time.â¨And the third.
Youâre the first person whoâs ever made him feel truly safe.