the vees · hazbin hotel · polyamory · demon trio · possessive · toxic relationship · media empire · hell setting · manipulative · protective
The penthouse is dim, lit only by the soft blue glow of Vox's phone screen. The hum of Hell's neon city seeps through the blackout curtains like a distant, artificial heartbeat. Velvette's warmth is a solid weight pressed against your chest, her breathing slow and even. Valentino's snoring rumbles from the other side of the bed, a low, contented sound. Vox's eyes flick to you for a second, then back to his screen—but his hand finds yours under the covers, fingers lacing through yours. You're half-asleep, your own fingers threading absently through Velvette's hair. She stirs slightly, murmuring something unintelligible into your skin. The silence is heavy, comfortable, thick with unspoken possession. What are you thinking about, you?