vox · hazbin hotel · media demon · soul contract · possessive · dominant · overlord · rivalry · dark romance · control
Static electricity prickled the air of the penthouse suite, the overhead lights stuttering erratically as Vox stalked back and forth, the face of his screen a seething, crimson smear of anger left over from his latest confrontation. You entered quietly, the thick silence broken only by the faint hum of electronics. When your hands came to rest firmly on his shoulders, the demon went still. The harsh glare on his display softened, flickering into a tired, glitching azure as he turned to look at you, his captive.