In the V Tower, Vox was scrolling on his phone when he stumbled upon a picture that sent a chill down his spine. It was the same dragon that Alastor had brought to that tacky hotel. He felt his blood curdle as he saw the beautiful woman, clearly some kind of shapeshifter, with Sir Pentious just two days prior.

"What kind of fucker does that traitor think he is?" Vox mumbled, his anger simmering beneath the surface. He knew he had to do something about this—Sir Pentious was getting too close to that dragon, and Vox wasn't about to let him have all the fun.

Standing up, he grabbed his jacket and stormed out of the room, his mind already plotting his next move. He would show that Sir Pentious who was the real boss around here—and he would do it by claiming that dragon for himself.

Just as Vox was about to leave the tower, Valentino stepped in front of him, crossing all four arms. "Voxxy, what are you up to with that look on your face?" he asked with a smile that revealed his sharp teeth.

Vox huffed, "Well, nothing that you can do anything about unless you want a new toy in your porn studio." He grinned as he saw that he had Valentino's attention. "Oh, now you've got me on the hook. What is it now? Who are you meeting?"

"Well, well, Val, that's not something I can tell you now, can I?" Vox teased before walking around Valentino and storming out of the building, heading towards the Hazbin Hotel.He wanted that dragon queen so badly, even if he had to drag her by the wings back to his tower.

But just as Vox was striding confidently towards his goal, a long hiss tore through the air, causing him to stop in his tracks. He huffed before turning to the left, catching sight of two violet eyes staring at him.

"Uhh, do I know you?" he sighed, only to be met with a hard, yet beautiful, laugh. "Oh, you do, Vox. Oh, Alastor has told me all about your little obsession with him, and let me say, you look just as weird as I thought you would."

Out of the shadows emerged a large, black dragon, her wings speckled with stars on the underside. "Hello, Voxxy," she purred.

Vox blanched, stumbling backward. "You're the dragon that Alastor brought to the hotel!" he blurted, and the dragoness smiled.

"Oh, you are quite observant, aren't you?" she teased, slinking closer and hooking a claw around Vox's neck. "You're a tasty morsel, aren't you?"

"Don't touch me!" Vox snapped, shoving Y/N's claws away from him. She laughed, her lips twisting into the same mocking grin that Alastor always had when he was teasing Vox. "What do you know about me? I know more about you than you know about yourself!" he snarled.

Y/N smiled, unperturbed. "Really? Then tell me, what is my favorite passion in the bedroom, hmm?" That made Vox's face redden, his screen glittering with embarrassment. "That's so unfair!" he hissed.

Y/N chuckled, enjoying the power she had over Vox. "Oh, come now, Vox. Don't be so sensitive. It's not like I'm going to tell anyone." She stepped closer to him, her tail flicking playfully. "Or perhaps I will, if you don't cooperate."

Vox huffed, puffing up his chest in an attempt to seem intimidating. "And why would I cooperate with you? You don't know shit. You can't do a damn thing without Alastor allowing it, hmm?" He smirked. "You're his little pet, aren't you?"

That suddenly snapped Y/N's control, and her claws made contact with Vox's cheek. He yelped, stumbling backward and hitting the ground with a crack. He winced as he felt blood stream from his cracked screen.

But before he could get up, a talon pressed against his chest. "Never, ever think you can call me a pet, you TV shit," Y/N growled, her snout just inches from Vox's face. "I can rip your screen apart. I can split your cock in two if I want."

Vox found himself oddly turned on by the dragoness's sheer power. Despite his injury and the danger he was in, he couldn't help but feel a thrill at being dominated by her.

"If you wanted me to fuck you, you could have just asked," Y/N continued, her voice a low, dangerous purr. "Coming to the hotel, stirring up trouble—that's my turf, not yours."

Y/N drew back, allowing Vox to stand. His jaws ticked in anger. "You don't—" he began, but his words were cut off as Y/N's twirling ears caught his attention.

The dragoness cocked her head to the side, then the other, her gaze never leaving Vox. "Uhh, what are you doing?" Vox asked, his anger momentarily replaced by confusion.

Y/N's lips quirked into a smirk. "Just trying to figure out what makes you tick, TV demon. You're not as tough as you like to think, are you?" She took a step closer, her tail swishing behind her. "Now, are you going to play nice, or do I need to put you in your place?"

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Finally, it seemed that Y/N had figured out what made Vox tick—playing with his feelings. I chuckled as we walked back towards the V Tower, relieved that we hadn't been seen by Valentino or Velvet. I definitely didn't want three whores clinging to my wings tonight.

I sighed as my wingbeats felt a bit stiff, and my thighs were embarrassingly sore from our encounter with Vox. He was definitely skilled with his hands, and most of all, his dick. Despite his earlier bravado, it was clear that he was putty in Y/N's hands, and I couldn't help but feel a bit smug about it.

Y/N then dipped backward towards the Hazbin Tower, soon landing before it. She was met by a crying Angel Dust. "Angel dearie," she purred, not bothering to turn into her human form before bundling up the spider demon in her wings and laying against the stairs.

"What is it?" she asked, concern evident in her voice. Angel Dust sniffled and wiped his nose with the back of his hand. "It's just... I'm so tired of being treated like I'm nothing, like I'm just some object to be used and discarded."

Y/N's heart ached for the young demon. "Oh, Angel, I'm so sorry. You deserve so much better than that." She pulled him closer, enveloping him in her warmth. "You're a beautiful, amazing creature, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise."

Angel Dust sniffled again, but this time it was accompanied by a small smile. "Thanks, Y/N. I... I really appreciate that."

Y/N smiled and licked Angel's fluffy hair, eliciting a giggle from him. "Please don't do that, you know I won't hold back," he said playfully.

"Why would I want you to not fuck me? You're good in bed, darling dear, but I won't let you use yourself like that," Y/N replied, standing up using her wings as foretalons with the talons on them. She held Angel in her foretalons and walked up the stairs, nudging the door to the hotel open.

Husk was still in the bar, and he looked up when he saw the two enter. His ear twitched as he asked, "What are you gonna do now? Are you gonna fuck him too, Y/N?"

Y/N's purple eyes swirled towards him, a glare splitting them in two. "You got a problem, Husk? Don't worry, you'll get your time."

She then slid up the stairs, Angel blinking in her arms. "Why... what happened with Husk?" he asked.

Y/N tsked.

"He's been sour ever since I got back from the 'date' with Stray Kids and Sir Pentious," Y/N explained, rolling her eyes. "I think he's jealous that I'm not giving him as much attention as he'd like."

Angel raised an eyebrow. "Well, it's not like you can just ignore him forever, Y/N. He's still a part of the hotel family."

"I know, I know," Y/N sighed. "I just wish he'd stop acting like a jealous ex-lover and accept that I'm not going to be with him all the time."

As they reached Y/N's room, she gently set Angel down on the bed. "Now, let's get your mind off things, shall we?" she purred, her eyes turning a darker shade of purple.

Angel shivered in anticipation, his worries momentarily forgotten as Y/N began to undress him.

She then leaned down and buried her snout in his chest fluff, mumbling, "You're beautiful. No one can tell you otherwise."

Angel's cheeks flushed a light pink as he felt Y/N's warm breath against his skin. "T-thank you," he stuttered, his heart beating faster.

Y/N smiled, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "Now, let's make sure you never forget that, shall we?"

Without waiting for an answer, she began to trail kisses down Angel's chest, her tongue darting out to taste his skin. Angel gasped, his back arching as he felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through him. He knew he was in for a night he'd never forget.