Vox: A FanFic/X-Reader

Chapter Seven

After midnight, someone beats on the door of his suite. We hear it and he grabs his phone and texts, "Busy, fuck off."

A male voice yells, "I demand 'proof of life!'"

"I'll be right back. I'm going to close your door, so you'll have to let me back in."

I lock the door after he goes through, grabbing his t-shirt as I walk by and sliding it on. Sounds of the door opening filter through to me. Nope, I'm not being nosy. "Mate, where are your clothes?" I stifle a giggle and move away from the door.

Munching on a handful of grapes, I glance around and tidy up. Five minutes into clearing breakfast, a knock sounds on the door.

I unlock the door. "That didn't take long. Get in h—"

"Well, hello, there," a tall slender man says and walks in.

"Hi." I try to peer around the tall guy, but I don't see him.

"He'll be back in a moment," the tall guy answers my unasked question.

"What have you two been doing? He blew us off all day."

"Sex, shower, food, sex, nap, sex, talking occasionally, sex. Sorry, I'm monopolizing all his time," I shrug unapologetically.

"It's okay. We need him Saturday for something," he mentions.

"I know. We're missing our band, but there will be other times. Maybe."

"Do you want there to be more times?"

"Yes. All the times. He's amazing."

"That, he is."+-

I see him walking this way in sweatpants. "No, you don't. Out," he grabs his tall friend and turns him around.

"Nice to meet you. See you Saturday!" he lets himself be turned and pushed away.

"Sorry. Be right back," he says over his shoulder, hooking his ankle around the door. Hushed voices cause me to smile.

They seem like good friends—worried friends.

A knock sounds again and I open the door with a big smile. He walks me backward, wrapping me in his arms. "You're amazing. What did you say to him? He backed off and told me to have fun."

"Nothing really."

"Did you tell him we spent the day shagging?"

"Yes. He asked why you blew them off."

"They're going to love you."

"Slow your roll cowboy," I sass. He knows I'm playing because I wrap my arms around his waist and bury my face against his chest, rubbing my face against his chest like a cat again.

"You're irresistible."

"No, sir. That's definitely you."

"And you, ma'am."

"None of that mommy stuff. Not my kink, incubus. Though no shame to those who partake," I giggle.

"You got a daddy kink, ma'am?"

"Maybe when we're fifty. You'll be hot with a dad-bod."

He lifts me off the floor and tosses me over his shoulder.

"Easy, caveman! I will bite your ass." I'm not that tall, so I settle with spanking him.

"Promises, promises."

"Oh, it's on!"