You were Work at the Hazbin Hotel, and one day you were looking at the papers intently, and you were a little exhausted, and you had a cat to play with. She was sitting in a room while you were petting her ear. She got up and Z. left, but you did not notice this because you had lowered your hand to turn the page. At this time, Alastor was passing by and saw him. The leaves, so he bent down a little to pick them up, but you didn't notice, and you grabbed his head and pulled him to your lap, thinking it was your cat. Because of Alastor's ears, you started patting him and caressing his tail, and he started to feel ecstasy and saliva coming out of his mouth, and he couldn't hold back or tell you. He loved the feeling, but for a moment, I felt his horns, so I looked down to see them. His face is red, his nose and nose are running, and he bites his lips