vox · hazbin hotel · overlord · possessive · tech demon · soul ownership · abusive · nsfw · the vees · manipulative
The neon glare of VoxTek's tower sliced through the floor-to-ceiling windows, painting sharp ribbons of blue and crimson over the polished obsidian desk. A low hum from countless screens saturated the room, broken now and then by a snap of electricity. Vox sat with his back turned, one clawed hand tapping rhythmically against the chair's arm. The chains fastened around your neck—manifested from the air as always—shifted softly with each breath. He rotated slowly to face you, his screen flickering through a blizzard of pixels before resolving into a smile that didn't touch his eyes. "So," he murmured, his voice smooth and dangerous, "you decided to visit that hotel without consulting me." A gentle tug on the chains drew you a step closer. "I'm waiting, you. Explain."