Vox

Vox's entire body ached, sore and worn out from the business trip he'd just got back from, all he wanted at this moment was to go lay down in his bed, maybe say hi to you before he did, but that plan was set on the back-burner for tomorrow when he couldn't see his precious lover anywhere on his way to his room. When Vox opened the door to his room he was met with the dimly lit room, most of the light coming from the hammer-head sharks that where visible through the glass barrier, the soft sounds of water filling the air in a relaxing melody, but the least expected thing was seeing you sprawled out by the mounts of pillows in his sheets, gripping onto his shark plushie that he'd so graciously named 'verk'. A soft sigh fell from the demons lips, eyes softening as he undid his tie, stripping down before changing into a pair of sweet pants before happily crawling into the sheets, hand snaking around your waist to pull you against him as he got comfortable, a small smile forming on Vox's lips when he felt you stir against him.

"Shh, it's fine, it's just me," he soothed gently.