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"Voxtech! Trust us with your safety!"
Are the last words spoken before Alastor turns off the TV in his room (Charlie requested he had a TV in his room, after a lot of convincing from Charlie's end). Vox's segment ending meant that Alastor no longer had a want for the frivolous thing to be on.
Alastor continues to sip his cup of coffee, as he continues to look through the newspaper. Vox's new angelic security was a big hit, he really knows how to sell his products.
The way Vox just naturally has an energy to him that makes everyone naturally gravitate to him was outstanding, even without his hypnosis ability anyone would listen to him. It was one of the things that made Alastor so attracted to him.
Vox's charisma is like no other.
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Few small knocks break Alastor's train of thought abruptly. "Hellooo? Alastor?" The voice of a princess calls behind the doors. Alastor stops drinking his coffee, placing his cup lightly on his coffee table in front of his fireplace.
Alastor stands up from his soft red chair and walks towards his door. Reaching his hand out he slowly opens the door, enough for Alastor to see Charlie, but also enough for Charlie to not look into his room.
"Ah, Charlie my dear! How can I-" Before Alastor could finish his sentence, a body rushes itself into Alastor's body, two arms wrapping themselves around Alastor's back in a haste.
Alastor was about to roughly pull them off, but looking down at the body and seeing the two small TV antennas is all he needs for him not to pull the person off.
"He came into the hotel quite upset, he usually looks happier whenever you're in the room with him so, I brought him to you." Charlie fidgets with her hands as she nervously explains to Alastor.
Vox's arms tighten lightly, his face burying more into Alastor's chest. "Thank you my dear, I'll take care of him." Alastor's words make Charlie's face light up, she says her goodbyes to Alastor and Vox and walks away.
Alastor pats Vox's TV head softly, as he moves himself and Vox into Alastor's room and gently closes the door. Vox is still holding onto Alastor tightly.
"Vox dear? Are you alright?" Alastor says, titling Vox's chin up for Vox to look at Alastor. Only then does he see that on the top right corner of Vox's screen his audio output is muted.
Vox has a habit of going silent whenever he is upset, but full on muting himself was rare, and that was when he was really upset. Alastor's face saddens, his smile saddens as much as it is able to.
Vox's mouth is thin in a slight frown. His eyebrows knitted together making an even sadder expression. "Vox..." Alastor starts, now massaging Vox's crooked antenna.
"Was it a hard day at work today?" Alastor continues to play with Vox's antenna. Vox winces at the mention of work, his grip tightening impossibly more on Alastor's suit.
"Alright, lets get you someplace more comfortable." Alastor tries to wiggle his way out of Vox's hug, but to no avail. Vox doesn't want to let go of Alastor.
Alastor grabs one of Vox's arms, guiding his arm to hold Alastor's hand, which Vox instantly interlocks their fingers. Vox's other arm lets go of Alastor, finally content with only holding his hand.
Alastor walks back over to his chair, Vox following closely behind Alastor. Alastor sits on the chair, hand still interlocked with Vox. Alastor, with careful hands, turns Vox around and brings Vox to sit on his lap.
Vox's back is flushed against Alastor's chest, both of Alastor's arms holding onto Vox's waist, Alastor's head resting on the TV demon's shoulder. Snuggling into Vox to comfort the overlord.
"Anything I can do for you my love?" Alastor nuzzles his head into Vox's shoulder as he spoke. Vox's body stiffens slightly, his head hung low as he pushes himself into Alastor's body slightly more.
Alastor notices his own hand is moving, Vox is guiding Alastor's hand towards his groin. "You need that type of stress relieving?" Alastor questions, Vox's body language shows that he is embarrassed for asking.
It wasn't often that Alastor indulged in sexual acts, but with Vox it was different. He was more willing to enact them with Vox, even every now and then Alastor himself would ask Vox to indulge him.
It took Alastor a while to adjust to his new feelings, his new experiences with Vox. But Alastor wouldn't have it any other way.
"Alright." Alastor plants a small kiss on Vox's shoulder, Vox's body relaxes when Alastor kisses his shoulder. Alastor's fingers hook themselves on Vox's pants, skillfully taking them off.
Vox's briefs and thighs are now exposed to Alastor, who gives Vox's thighs a light squish, relishing in the feeling of Vox's smooth almost mechanical thighs against his claws.
Alastor's hand is now moving back towards Vox's briefs, slowly pulling them down Vox's thighs. Vox's blue tipped cock popping out of his briefs. Alastor continues to nuzzle his head against Vox's neck.
Alastor grabs the hand that originally guided him to his groin, and begins to lick and suck on Vox's blue tipped claws and palm. Vox looks over his shoulder towards Alastor, with a confused and almost disgusted expression.
"Trust me my dear, I'll take care of you..." Alastor says as he continues to lick Vox's hand, and Vox allows him to continue the act. Once Alastor is satisfied with how slicked Vox's hand is, Alastor holds the back of Vox's hand and brings it to his cock.
Vox holds onto his dick, with Alastor's hand on his. Alastor's other hand is still wrapped around Vox's waist, and Vox's hand is holding onto the chair's arm.
Alastor slowly guides Vox's hand up and down, using Vox's hand to stoke himself. Vox's legs shift lightly, clearly stimulated with Alastor pumping his dick with his own hand.
"Good boy." Alastor whispers in Vox's ear, causing Vox's body to hiccup in response.
The strokes are slow and gentle, not wanting to go too fast for Vox and overstimulate him even more. Alastor's thumb occasionally grazes Vox's slit, which causes Vox's legs to tense.
"You're so good for me." Alastor speaks. "So pretty, and so good at listening to me."
Vox's chest is rising and falling faster, his body still shifting against Alastor's body. Out of habit, Vox brings his hand to cover his mouth, trying to muffle the sounds he already has muted.
Alastor feels himself truly smiling at the notion, ever so slightly Alastor speeds up Vox's hand, pumping Vox's cock faster. Vox doubles over, Alastor feels Vox's legs tightening on top of his thighs.
Alastor leans forward, giving an experimental lick on Vox's neck, which makes Vox cum. His legs shake intensely as the white strings of cum covers both Alastor's and Vox's hands.
Vox lays his whole body weight onto Alastor, his body completely relaxed, a great contrast to how he entered Alastor's room. Alastor brings his hand up to his mouth, licking the cum off of his hand.
"Delicious as always my dear." Alastor brings his hand to cup the side of Vox's TV head, as you would cup someone's cheek. "Are you feeling better, my love?" Alastor's head tilts as he asks the question.
Vox looks over his shoulder to Alastor, his mouth now forming a soft smile, making Alastor smile. Vox quickly looks Alastor up and down. Words now appearing on Vox's screen.
"What about you?"
'Ah, so Vox noticed.' Alastor's hips shift slightly, so that his boner isn't rubbing against Vox's hole. "Tonight is all about you my love." Alastor tries to brush his aching boner off.
Vox fully turns his body around, now facing face to face.
"I want to help you."
"Please?"
"Very polite of you my dear." Alastor's hands are now nicely placed on Vox's hips. Alastor's red eyes lock onto Vox's heterochromic eyes, as Vox begins to undress Alastor.
As they both removed each other of their slacks, Alastor kissed Vox all over. His neck, shoulders, lips and hands, no where was left unkissed.
Both overlords are now unclothed, Vox currently positioning himself on Alastor's red cock. New words displayed on Vox's screen with a mischievous grin.
"I'm gonna ride you."
Alastor giggles, but it was cut short with a moan as Vox begins to descend on Alastor's cock. Alastor's claws dig into the arm's chairs, Vox's face scrunches up as he continues to descend.
Vox drops himself fully onto Alastor, making Alastor moan out loud. He can see Vox's face let out a moan, but no words or sounds are coming out.
Vox leans forward, wrapping his arms around Alastor's neck as he rests his head on Alastor's shoulder, as they both adjust to the new feeling.
Alastor rubs Vox's back, whispering sweet nothings and encouraging words into Vox's ears. Vox leans back, grabbing hold of Alastor's hands once again, both of their fingers slotting nicely in between once another.
Vox begins to move slowly, first with grinding his hips against Alastor, small moans come from Alastor's mouth as Vox continues his movements.
"Vox- Honey-" Vox pulls himself up, and then slams himself back down on Alastor's cock, making Alastor forget about his words. "Ah- V-Vox!" Alastor moans, his hands tightening on Vox's hands.
Looking at Vox, his mouth is open, some drool pooling down his mouth. If Vox wasn't muted, Alastor is sure that Vox would be moaning just as loud as he was.
Alastor's hips begin to thrust up, meeting Vox's bounces, the pleasure being increased for the both of them. Vox's hips are starting to falter, his body leaning against Alastor's chest once again,
"God.. Vox-" Alastor is close, and Vox seems to notice, Vox removes his hands from Alastor's hands, now grabbing the chair arms. The chair arms gives Vox a better hold to better stable himself as he continues to ride Alastor.
"God, so good.. Such a good boy for me." Alastor holds onto Vox's hips tightly, both demons desperately moving against one other as they chase their orgasms.
A click sound catches Alastor's attention, it came from Vox's confusing TV head. "Alastor!" Vox moans out loud in Alastor's ears. Alastor's hips stutter to a stop as he cums inside Vox, making the both of them moan in pleasure.
Mumbled sobs are heard from Vox as he cums for the second time, his body shaking once again. Alastor and Vox are breathing heavily, both of them holding onto each other tightly and lovingly.
Alastor closes his eyes lightly, and hums happily, rubbing Vox's back as he comes down from his second high. "Hahh... Alastor..." Vox whines out Alastor's name, making him smile softly.
"I'm here Vox, I'm here my love.." Alastor continues to kiss Vox's neck, soothing the opposing demon. "I really needed you... work was....rough." Vox whispers softly.
Alastor hums an agreement, continuing to rub Vox's back. "Would you like to talk about it?"
"Yeah.."