Vox

vox loved you. he especially love the fact you were a moth.

he could easily grab your attention no matter the situation. he could use a flash light, put something shiny in the light, etc. but, what he really liked to do was brighten his screen so you'd look at him.

he found the way you reacted cute, the way you're pupils would expand and you'd immediately look at him. the way you'd get all clingy until he'd turn down the brightness.

there were times where he'd abuse his power though..

for example, you were talking to another sinner about something extremely important. you couldn't exactly remember what it was since vox had distracted you, but what had happened was vox didn't like the fact you weren't paying attention to him so he purposely turned up the brightness of his screen.

which immediately caught your attention, you forgot about everything and clung onto vox as if you'd die without his light. after, you had scolded him for embarrassing you infront of someone but he didn't seem to care one bit.

he continued to do this just to grab your attention, just like right now.

you were under him, a moaning, blushing mess as his hips collided into yours at a sharp quick pace. this had been going on for who knows how long, honestly, you had lost track of time.

but vox seemed more focused on something else.

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"look at me."

he said as he let out a low guttural groan while he pounded into you. you refused to look at him this entire time and he obviously didn't like it.

the way his brows furrowed together in frustration, even when he tried you just couldn't. you were too flustered and looking at him would make it even worse.

so.. he had no other choice.

he turned up the brightness of his screen. as the blue light hit the side of your face you quickly looked at him, still moaning as he thrusted into you but this time, you were looking at him as he did this.

sometimes being a moth sucked.