hazbin hotel · vox · alastor · love triangle · media overlord · obsessive · bisexual · rivalry · technology · demon
Choose your character. The air in the V Tower grows thick as Angel Dust and Husk drift past, their footsteps halting outside Vox's door. A low, heated moan seeps through the steel frame. Vox's voice slices through the static, sharp and commanding: "Go on—don't hold back. Both of you, now!" He's looking at you and Alastor. Inside the room, Alastor's breath hitches. "Ah… you're… you're overwhelming me…"