The Angel Princess (Hazbin Hotel Swap Au)

poison

Tw: abuse, sexual assault

Lucifer's pov

My hands shook as I reached the studio door. Another day at work, another reminder that I'm a screw up. Taking a deep breath I stepped inside.

"Bout time you showed up!" My boss vox yelled in my face "you're ten minutes late"

"I prefer to call it fashionable late" I winked at him.

"If you weren't so cute I would have ripped your throat out years ago" he pinched my cheek "now get your pretty ass up there and make me some money"

"Yes sir" I muttered as I made my way over to the bed.

"Favouritism" one of my co-workers muttered.

"Yeah well being his favourite isn't all it's chalked up to be" I shrugged as I threw my shirt off.

Work went on as usual with four guys pinning me down, playing the role of burglars or something stupid like that when vaggie walked in!

"Vaggie!" I yelped.

"Uhh my name's vector"

"No one gives a shit" I pushed him off and grabbed a robe. Vaggie was looking around wide eyed and red faced "what in the hell are you doing here!"

"I am the princess of hell Lucifer and I do as I please" she said dramatically "I'm here to get you some extra time at the hotel" she winked at me.

"Oh no you don't. You're going home right now missy" I attempted to push her out the door.

"Lucifer what are you doing?" Vox growled.

"I'm coming" I called out.

"Not off camera you're not" I blushed at his words. Not in front of my daughter's girlfriend!

"Listen kid I'll explain everything when I get home but for now you've gotta go-"

"My what a pleasant surprise" vox approached us "princess welcome to my humble sex dungeon. Have you come to watch my handiwork"

"Oh no-"

"Sure I wouldn't mind" she smiled despite looking uncomfortable "maybe after that we can talk about luci getting some time off"

He shot me a glare before turning to her "of course sweetheart. Come sit with me and we'll enjoy the show together" he wrapped his arm around her.

"Boss I'm not comfortable with performing in front of her" I whispered to him.

"Relax baby" he stroked my hair "Just focus on being your sexy self. You wouldn't want to disappoint me would you?" His fingernails dug into my scalp.

"Yes sir" I winched.

"Good boy" he shoved me along. Reluctantly I continued on like she wasn't even there. Vaggie interrupted time and time again until she accidentally lit the studio on fire. Through the flames I could see his furious gaze. Oh boy.

"I am so sorry" vaggie apologized as the fire was put out "I can fix it-"

"Don't worry your pretty little head we have people for that" he patted her head before turning to me "luci baby can I see you in your office"

"I'll be back soon" I gave her a reassuring smile before heading into the office. As soon as I did I was met with a smack to the face.

"The hell are you playing at" he growled "sending that bitch after me"

"Vox please don't be angry at her" I was cut off by him grabbing me by the throat.

"Does it look like I'm mad at her" he growled as he threw me on the couch "you're getting too comfortable with those bastards! What do you think she can save you?"

"No I-" I was cut off by him stroking my leg.

"Your mine" he whispered to me "we may not have a contract dear but you're still my bitch. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes" I bit my lip as he violated my body.

"Good boy" he pulled me onto his lap, tilting my head up "to think all I put you through and you still stick around. You must enjoy it, don't you you kinky little bitch"

I averted my gaze. It's true I stick around but not cause I like it. I had my own personal reasons.

"Now go and deal with that cunt!" He grabbed me and dragged me out. My eyes landed on vaggies horrified face. I felt a twing of guilt and shame. Why'd she have to come?

"How dare you!" She marched up to him, shaking with rage "what makes you think you can treat him like that"

"Luci baby, don't you have something to say" he pushed me forward.

"Lucifer" she reached out worriedly. I slapped her hand away.

"Vaggie you have to leave" I said firmly.

"But Lucifer he's hurting you-"

"And who's fault is that!" I yelled "you're making things worse. Just go home"

"I just-" I cut her off with a firm glare "I'm so sorry" she whispered with tears in her eyes before running off. I turned away. It's for the best.

"Good boy" he rubbed my shoulders "now you're going to make it up to me by doing overtime" I nodded as he stepped away.

Maybe it would have been better if they never found me.