>{~ Static of different kinds || A Vox x Alastor story ~}<

Ch. 6; The meeting.

——————Vox's office, 9:49 AM——————
Vox would be filing paper work at his desk, *again*.

Just then, Alastor would phase into the room from a dark corner, Vox wouldn't notice Alastor.

"Why hello there, my friend!" Alastor would say quite loudly, causing Vox to jump up and turn around, earning a chuckle from Alastor.

"HOW THE FUCK DID YOU GET IN HERE?!" Vox would exclaim, a bit of blush on his flat screen face.

"Hm, no need to shout my good man!" Alastor would walk over to Vox, his heels clicking on the floor.

"And that is none of your concern!"

Alastor would stop right in front of Vox.

Vox's blush worsened as Alastor approached him.

"So, why did you come to **my** home and hand me **my** flowers?" Alastor asked with a stern tone.

"O-Oh I... uh-..." Vox couldn't find the words.

Alastor would lean in, causing Vox to lean back.

"**Well?**"

'Fuck that's hot.' Thought Vox.

"Uh, fuck... I wanted to give you a fucking gift but I didn't have anything on hand, okay?!" Vox blurted out.

Alastor raised an eyebrow.

"And why is that?" Alastor knew why, he just needed Vox to admit it.

"Because I..."

"Well?"

"Because..."

"**WELL?**"

"I FUCKING LOVE YOU DAMMIT!" Vox would shout at Alastor, causing Alastor to lean back and Vox to lean forward.

Without thinking, Vox would lean down and kiss Alastor passionately, in which happily, Alastor returned.

Vox would bite Alastor's lip, wanted entry, in which Alastor accepted.

After a few minutes of French kissing, they separated, both panting.

Alastor would wipe his mouth with his sleeve.

"Well.. that wasn't... the worst." He Remarked.

"Yeah, it wasn't." Vox would lean back down and kiss Alastor once more, rubbing the radio demons's back as they fell to the ground in a make-out session.

—————⚠️ N$FW Scene ahead.⚠️—————

Vox would begin to grind against Alastor through their clothing, making the radio demon moan with anticipation.

"W-Wait... not here.." Alastor would mumble.

Understanding, Vox would pick up Alastor bridal-style, walking to his bedroom, which was just a floor above his office.

Vox would enter the elevator, pressing the button to the top floor.

Once there, Vox would enter his room with the flustered red-haired deer in hand, throwing him onto the bed and locking the door.

Vox would climb up the end of the bed, stopping when he was on top of the radio demon.

"Are you sure?..."

"Yes... yes I am, Vox." Said Alastor.

Vox would kiss the deer, *his* deer, passionately, sliding in his tongue with it, making that darn deer lean in and moan.

Vox would release from the kiss, placing sweet and delicate kisses and marks on Alastors neck and chest.

Making his way to Alastor's pants, Vox would pull them down, then Alastor's underwear, showing the radio demon's member, fully erect.

"My my... needy we are, hm?" Vox would remark while flicking the tip.

"Oh, quit you.." Was all Alastor could say before he gasped when Vox took him in.

Vox's head would go up and down as he deep-throated the radio demon.

Alastor, having never done this before, moaned in pleasure as Vox took him, arching his back, Alastor said-

"OH Fuucccckkk.. f-faster~..." Which, was out of character for the radio demon, but Vox didn't mind, as he obeyed the command, going faster.

Alastor felt a knot growing in his stomach, as he pushed Vox's head down, making the media demon gag on his length.

Just then, Alastor came, causing the deer to make a loud moan and relax.

Vox would swallow every last drop of the radio demons semen.

"So, how good was that?" Vox said with confidence.

"Great..." was all Alastor could say, now over come with fatigue.

"You know..." Vox would look down at the bulge in his own pants.

"I could use some help."

"Do it."

Vox would position Alastor so his ass was facing up, pulling down his pants to see, well, as Vox would describe it, beautiful ass.

Vox take off all his clothing, lining up his member with Alastor's hole, his pre-cum serving as a natural lubricant.

Vox would enter his deer, making the two moan.

After a few minutes, Alastor had gotten used to the painful but delightful feeling.

Slapping rhythmically against Alastor, Vox would call out-

"Mine... your **mine**, Al."

"Y-Yes, I'm... Y-YOURS!" Alastor's sudden yell was because Vox had slapped his ass.

A bit of slapping, moaning, fucking, love bites, and more, Alastor felt his second release coming.

Alastor would release onto Vox's bed, almost collapsing if Vox wasn't keeping him up.

After a few more slaps, Vox came a neon-blue in Alastor, prompting the two to collapse and look at each other.

"What are we?..."

"...lovers." Vox said with a sincere smile.

The two would cuddle together, in the Media demons bed, temporarily forgetting everything but each other.