Hellbound (Hazbin Hotel x Reader)

Chapter 24: Talent Scout

"I've got to get to work", I say, breaking the lingering silence. Vox nods, his expression softening as he steps back, giving me space. Before I leave, he leans in and kisses my forehead gently, a silent gesture of forgiveness and affection. "Remember, be careful," he murmurs, his voice filled with genuine concern. With a small smile, I nod, grateful for his words. "I will", I promise, before turning and heading out the door. As I make my way to Val's office, thoughts whirl in my mind, still processing the events of the morning. Despite the lingering tension, I'm grateful for the chance to reconcile with Vox and move forward. Arriving at Val's office, I knock lightly before entering, ready to tackle whatever task he has in store for me. As I step into Val's office, he looks up from his desk with a gleam of excitement in his eyes. "Hey there," he greets me casually, gesturing for me to take a seat. "Got a fun little assignment for us today". I settle into the chair, intrigued by what Val has in store. "What's the plan?" I ask, leaning forward. Val leans back in his chair, a smirk playing on his lips. "We're going clubbing", he declares, his tone filled with anticipation. "Talent scouting, if you will. I need you to keep an eye out for any demons who catch your fancy". A playful grin spreads across my face as I realize the nature of our mission. "Sounds like a blast", I reply, eager to see what the night has in store. Val's eyes trail over my outfit, and he shakes his head with a chuckle. "As much as I love that shirt on you", he begins, gesturing to my attire, "it's not quite club-worthy". I glance down at my outfit, suddenly self-conscious. "Guess I'll have to change", I quip, already thinking about what to wear for our night out.

Val grins mischievously as he informs me that Velvette has already prepared an outfit for me. "It's waiting for you in my room in the penthouse", he says, his tone teasing. "Go on, give it a try". I nod, feeling a mix of curiosity and apprehension about what Velvette has chosen for me. Making my way up to the penthouse, I find the outfit laid out neatly on the bed. As I examine it, I can't help but blush at its provocative nature. The short black shorts, knee-high socks with fishnets and garters, and a black corset top exude a decidedly sensual vibe. Paired with the towering black heels, it's a look that leaves little to the imagination. Feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me, I reluctantly slip into the outfit, each piece hugging my curves in all the right places. Despite my reservations, I have to admit that the ensemble does make me feel undeniably sexy. Taking a deep breath to steady my nerves, I make my way back to Val's office, ready to embark on our night of clubbing and talent scouting. Entering Val's office in my new outfit, I feel a bit self-conscious, but Val's appreciative gaze quickly puts me at ease. "Wow, you look incredibly sexy", he remarks with a grin. I can't help but blush at his compliment, feeling a bit unsure about the outfit. "Do you think it's not a bit much?" I ask tentatively, adjusting the corset top nervously. Val shakes his head, dismissing my concerns. "Nonsense", he replies, leaning back in his chair. "Now we match". With a mischievous twinkle in his eye, he lifts the hem of his coat slightly to reveal his own fishnet-clad leg. I can't help but laugh at the sight, as we both sport our matching ensembles. "Okay, I guess we do", I concede, feeling a bit more confident in my attire.

We make our way back to the limo, the anticipation of the night ahead palpable in the air. As we settle into our seats, Val slides in next to me, his arm instinctively wrapping around my waist. I can feel the warmth of his touch seeping through the fabric of my outfit, sending a shiver of excitement down my spine. But as his hand begins to stray toward my thigh, I can't help but raise an eyebrow in amusement. "Hey now, last night was a one-time thing", I chide him with a playful smirk, gently swatting his hand away. "Let's keep it professional, shall we?". He laughs, his gaze lingering on me with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Oh, come on", he protests with a mock pout, his tone laden with playful insistence. "You can't blame a guy for trying. Besides, who said anything about being professional?". I roll my eyes, unable to suppress a laugh at his irreverent charm. "I suppose you have a point", I concede with a playful grin, leaning back against the plush upholstery of the limo. "But let's try to keep it somewhat professional, at least until we're done with our scouting mission tonight". With a playful wink, Val relents, withdrawing his hand and settling back into his seat. "Fair enough," he concedes, a playful twinkle in his eye. "But no promises for later, darling. After all, where's the fun in playing by the rules?".

As our journey continues, I can't help but notice Val's lingering gaze on me. I raise an eyebrow in amusement, catching him in the act. "Hey, eyes up here" I tease, playfully nudging him with my elbow. He chuckles, offering me an unapologetic grin. "Can't help it if you look so hot", he replies with a wink, his tone dripping with playful mischief. "You're like a magnet for attention, sweetheart". I roll my eyes, unable to suppress a laugh at his shameless flattery. "Smooth talker", I tease him, shaking my head in mock exasperation. "Just focus on the task at hand, okay? We've got work to do". Val feigns innocence, his expression one of exaggerated innocence. "Who, me?" he protests with a playful smirk. "I'm always focused, darling". I shoot him a sceptical look, unable to resist the urge to play along with his antics. "Right, because ogling me is definitely part of the job description", I retort, unable to suppress a grin. He simply shrugs, his grin widening into a playful smirk. "Hey, can you blame a guy for appreciating a work of art?" he replies, his tone laden with playful charm. "Besides, it's not every day I get to work alongside someone as stunning as you".

Val's curiosity gets the better of him as he leans in, his expression betraying a hint of anticipation. "So, spill the beans. How'd it go with Vox?" he asks, his tone laced with genuine interest. I shrug nonchalantly, offering him a casual smile. "Eh, it went alright", I reply, downplaying the intensity of our conversation. "We made up, so no harm done". There's a flicker of disappointment in Val's eyes, though he quickly masks it with a playful grin. "Well, there goes my chance to swoop in and be the knight in shining armour", he quips, his tone light and teasing. "Guess I'll have to find another way to save the day". I chuckle at his jest, shaking my head in amusement. "Sorry to ruin your grand entrance", I tease, nudging him playfully with my elbow. "But hey, there's always next time, right?". Val's grin widens into a mischievous smirk as he leans back in his seat, a glint of mischief dancing in his eyes. "Oh, don't worry, darling. I've got plenty of tricks up my sleeve", he replies, his tone laden with playful charm. "You never know when you might need a dashing rogue to come to your rescue".

I shoot him a teasing grin, unable to resist poking fun at his notorious reputation. "I don't know. I've always pictured you as more of the 'troublemaker' than the 'hero'" I comment, raising an eyebrow playfully. "Seems like people might need rescuing from you, not the other way around". He chuckles at my comment, a glint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "Touché", he concedes with a playful shrug, his grin widening into a smirk. "But hey, every rogue needs a damsel in distress to save, right? Keeps things interesting". I laugh at his response, shaking my head in mock disbelief. "Sure, Val. Just keep telling yourself that" I quip, unable to hide my amusement. "Who knows, maybe one day you'll surprise us all and play the hero. But until then, I think I'll stick to being my own knight in shining armour. "He laughs softly, his gaze lingering on me for a moment before returning to the passing scenery outside the tinted windows of the limo. "Fair enough, darling", he replies, his tone tinged with playful amusement. "But don't count me out just yet. You never know when I might swoop in to save the day".

As we step out of the limo and into the bustling club, the pulsating rhythm of music and the chatter of voices wash over us. Val leads the way with an air of familiarity, weaving through the crowded dance floor effortlessly until we reach a private booth tucked away at the back ofthe club – his usual spot. I glance around in astonishment at the throngs of demons and creatures of the night, the club already teeming with activity despite the early hour. "Wow, Val, I didn't expect it to be this busy in the middle of the day", I remark, raising my voice slightly to be heard over the music. He grins, his eyes alight with excitement as hesettles into the plush booth, gesturing for me to join him. "That's the beauty of this place, Amor" he replies, leaning in closer to be heard. "Day or night, the party never stops". I nod in understanding, taking in the eclectic mix of patrons and the vibrant energy that permeates the air. "I can see that", I agree with a chuckle, feeling a surge of anticipation coursing through me."Well, let's get to work, shall we?". I turn to Val, raising an eyebrow curiously. "So,what type of demon am I supposed to be on the lookout for?" I inquire, half-jokingly. He grins mischievously, his eyes scanning the bustling club crowd before he replies, "Someone hot. Someone I'd want to sleep with". I can't help but laugh at his response. "Well, isn't that everyone?" I retort playfully, nudging him with my elbow. He chuckles in agreement, his gaze lingering ona particularly attractive demon across the room. "Perhaps", he muses, "but not everyone has what it takes to catch my eye". I roll my eyes, feigning exasperation. "Of course, you have very discerning tastes", I quip, enjoying the banter as we continue our search for the perfect talent. I'm part of that taste, so he can't be all bad.