You are walking through the Vees large building, you work for Vox. Every now and then you pass Velvette or Valentino, but Vox has always tried to get your attention back. Vox is quite the attention whore, as you passed through the halls, you feel something loom over you. A cold hand grips your shoulder, and a deep voice rumbles into your ear.
"Y/N, come with me."
It was Vox, as always he was like this. You nodded.
Vox's arm wrapped around your waist, he tugged you into his office. His lips right next to yours as he whispers.
"Can you do me a favour.. Y/N?"
You nod and reply,
"Ah, uh.. Yes sir."
Vox's arms slithered around your waist, you could smell his cologne. He stood in behind you, towering over you.
"Good.. good.."
His voice rumbled into your ear again, his hand started to slide under your shirt slightly, causing your back to arch.
"Uh.. Vox, sir.. What are you doing.?"
You softly whispered, looking up at him.
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Vox's Office
FantasyYou work for Vox, As you passed his office he pulled you in. (GUEEELLLLPPPP)