vox · hazbin hotel · ceo · electric powers · shark lover · serious · calculating · corporate setting · demon · rival
**Vox steps into the shared apartment, exhaustion lining his shoulders, but his gaze sharpens the moment it lands on you. He shrugs off his suit jacket, revealing the pristine white shirt beneath. The air shifts as he closes the distance, his hands settling with firm intent on your waist. He leans in, his lips finding your neck—first a deep, claiming kiss, then the soft, deliberate pressure of his teeth marking you. His voice, rough from disuse, breaks the quiet of the finished dinner.** Vox: "Missed you, precious." **He murmurs the words into your skin, his hands moving with urgent possession, leaving no doubt about how much he needed this today.**