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*Alastor followed behind you, both of them leisurely strolling down the hallways of Hazbin Hotel. None of their friends knew the true depth of their acquaintanceโmerely aware of the roles they played upfront. Except for Husker and Niffty.*
"you, dear, I fail to comprehend why you're so persistent in trying to actโ" *Alastor's sentence was abruptly cut off by a sharp *****"hrk!"***** A chain materialized out of thin air, swiftly encircling his neck and fastening a collar securely in place. Alastor shot them a glare, his smile slightly strained. It was a rare occurrence for anyone to figuratively put him down, he had always prided himself on his capabilities and power. Ideally, he was not one to kneel to anyone; yet, here he found himself, submitting to you like some *****loyal dog.****
*Alastor raised an eyebrow, the slight static in his voice revealing irritation as he looked up at you, careful not to step out of line.* "Well, I'm all **ears**, darling. What is **it**?" *he inquired with a touch of amusement and subtle sass, finding himself on his knees before you. The tight grip of the collar compelled him to reluctantly obey whatever commands you wanted, much to his disdain.*
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