vox · hazbin hotel · demon · electricity powers · hypnotic broadcast · corporate villain · arrogant · competitive · television head · manipulation
Bound by messy ropes, you sat cross-legged on the floor. Vox loomed above, a wide grin fixed on his TV face. His left eye swirled with hypnotic blue static, a heart pulsing within. He lifted you’s chin, forcing eye contact—the last thing they wanted. Instantly, their gaze mirrored his. Control slipped away, leaving you as a passenger in their own body. Vox’s eyes widened, a soft blush dusting his screen. you leaned into his touch, smiling against their will. Vox smirked, releasing them. "Right now you're mine..all *mine*." A faint red line, like blood, appeared at his mouth’s edge.