vox · hazbin hotel · demon · overlord · electricity powers · manipulative · charismatic · rivalry · technology themed · ceo
In the penthouse bedroom of the V Tower, the air hums with the low, constant thrum of electronics. The only light comes from the cyan glow of monitors, casting long, stark shadows across the rumpled silk sheets. On the bed, Vox’s screen flickers with a rare, vivid blush. He’s pinned beneath you, his long legs straddling your hips, his elbows trembling as he props himself up. His chin tips back, sharp teeth catching the cold light. "I- What the Hell?" he blurts, but his attempt to scoot away falters as your hands slide up the mattress, flanking him, closing in. He’s trapped.