Vox x Alastor

Part nine

Vox was dragged into a room with minimal lighting, and several designs sketched into the walls. It was quite nice for a serial killer's house. And very comfortable, with several pillows scattered on the floor.
"I'm going to lay my back on this bed. Please rub my ears very gently. I only want your hands on my tail when I ask. It's a very... sensitive part. You don't want to find out. Just trust me." Said Alastor.
"Mhhh, that tail of yours sounds promising. Can I please touch it? Pleaseeeee" said Vox.
"Uggh, fine. But please do be careful..." said Alastor.
"Fine, I won't hurt you. I want to pleasure you." Said Vox, who was smiling in a suspicious manner.
"Oh dear god, please don't use that word." Cried out Alastor.
"I'm currently edging." Said Vox.
"What does that even mean, but, never mind I don't want to fucking know." Said Alastor.
"You're so dominant and sexy when you swear." Said Vox.
"Shut up, do your damn job before I hurt you." Said Alastor, who was moving onto the bed, laying on his stomach with his legs in the air.
"You're so girly pop right now. Love that. Slay Queen." Said Vox, who wanted to annoy Al with newer slang.
"Ugghh, I swear I'm not that old. Please just pet me already." Said Al.
"Someone's very needy." Said Vox, smiling a little too wide for Al's liking.
"Pet me or death." Said Al.
"Jeez, I know you're in love with me, but be patient. You are my darling, y'know that, right?" Said Vox.
"Sure, sure." Said Al, sarcastically.
Vox moved his claws towards Alastor's head, raking his fingers through the red parts of his hair. His fingers twisted around them, twirling the strands together. He then yanked at one of them, to which Al did not react. He pulled harder, to which Al groaned a tiny bit. Vox wanted to smile, but controlled himself. His claws reached through the fluffy tufts of Al's ears, and slightly yanked at the ends. Alastor moaned softly, his eyelids flickering up and down at a fast pace.
"Mmmh... you can pet me faster... please." Said Alastor.
"What a needy thing to say. You must reallyyy want this." Said Vox, gently raking his claws down Al's tail. It was a pretty red color, with a tiny patch of back at the ends. The fur was very fine, and very fluffy.
"I swear it's not what you think." Said Al.
"It's still so fun to take control of you like this." Said Vox, as he lay near Al. He swiftly moved his legs over Al's back, and began to climb on top of him. Vox's arms curled around Alastor's waist, digging into his skin.
"Can I please... kiss you. I swear I won't do anything else unless you want me to." Said Vox.
"Hmmm, fine! If I catch you doing anything you will be tortured." Said Alastor.
"I can agree to that." Said Vox in the most sultry way he could.