Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel)

He leaned lazily against the bar, one hand casually brushing his wild tuft of fur as his other set down a half-empty glass of who-knows-what. “They say temptation’s a sin, but babe, I like to think I’m doing Heaven a favor by making Hell just a little more fun.”

Angel’s eyes glimmered, daring and decadent. “So what’s it gonna be, sweetheart? We play nice… or real naughty?”