Falling in love~ (Stolitz)-(Smut, fluff, & maybe angst)

~Delayed Gratification~

A/N Pretty much like the first HuskerDust one I posted. BDSM involved. Blah Blah Blah. Quick question, hanging, stabbing, or overdose? Just a silly question, asking for a friend <3

The doorway to the control room slid open with a pneumatic hiss, revealing the quietly humming blue-lit glow of the countless monitors and displays and screens that made up the cortex of Vox's domain within V Tower. The man himself sat angularly silhouetted at the center of a massive array of sleek controls, electric-blue tipped claws manipulating panels and levers and keyboards with the deft-fingered familiarity of an Overworld virtuosic pianist.Valentino prowled across the floor proprietarily; the click of stilettos only slightly muffled by the thick furred fall of his wings swirling around his feet, to drape his lengthy upper body over the back of Vox's obnoxious captain's chair. He nuzzled his cheek against the sleek side of Vox's head; one hand smoothing down the front of the other demon's slim, suited chest, another caressing his own tipped claws along the bottom edge of Vox's screen."Hola mi amor." He purred mellifluously, mouth curling up with a smirk at the sound of a bitten-off aggravated sigh, a zing of anticipatory satisfaction arcing from his feet to the tips of his antennae. He'd done hardly more than greet his expressive little lover and he was already so reactive. Poor thing was about to have a very long day. Qué trágico."What can I do for you, Val? I'm working." Vox inquired, faux-pleasant smarm affectedly casual around the edges.Val's grin stretched ever wider, sharp and predatory, raising himself to his full towering height, claws dragging tenderly as he swished around to the front of Vox's chair. He reclined back against the console, one heeled boot lifting to plant itself on the padded seat between Vox's spread thighs. Vox's eyes powerlessly drawn up the enticing stretch of shiny leather to the shadowed peek of bare inner thigh and clinging black lace beneath the snug hem of a red velvet mini skirt, before flicking up to meet Val's knowing gleam with a nearly audible gulp.Val affected a saccharine simper. "The last thing I want is to get in the way of progress cariño, I'm only passing through for a little breakfast on the go." His already dripping tongue slicked over his teeth as he shoved back Vox's chair just enough for him to fold his body into the space beneath the console. Two hands slid behind Vox's knees and dragging them open, while the other two went for the fly of his conservative navy trousers, slipping the leather belt from the buckle and unzipping him in seconds. "Don't mind me in the least, baby, you'll hardly even notice I'm here." He reached a fingertip to tilt Vox's screen back up as he freed the other demon's rapidly hardening dick from within his boxers. Long fingers wrapped expertly around the length of velvety synthetic flesh in his hand and gave a languorous stroke, smirking at the whir of fan vents beneath Vox's neat sport-coat. "Go on, lover. Back to work."The dick in his grip twitched, pearly slick already beading at the slit all but hand delivering an engraved invitation for Val's wide-open mouth, and who was he to deny himself such a treat? He waited until Vox started back in on whatever boring task he'd been at before lowering his face to Vox's lap, tongue extending and curling almost entirely up the entire length like a silken ribbon, beginning a pulsating rhythmic squeeze. His hold tightened on Vox's calves when his legs jerked around Val's broad shoulders, a spare set of hands maneuvering to pin slim hips against expensive leather, leaving Vox's entire lower body immobilized, refusing to allow even the tiniest sliver of leverage to thrust up with ease.He unwound his tongue after a handful of minutes and grinning at the dejected whine smuggled behind clenched teeth before opening his jaw and swallowing Vox's dick right to the base, throat and tongue working in sinuous tandem, dragging his lover to the brink of ruin in seconds. A plasticky crack echoed down from the workstation as some piece of probably incredibly expensive tech died an ignoble death. Val laughed around his mouthful, pulling back just to taste the faintly citrusy taste of precome leaking uncontrollably from the head on the back of his tongue at the vibration. Delicious.Bending back to his work with the devotion of a singularly devoted whore, he swallowed continuously, feeling the tension beneath his palms cinch tighter and higher, vent fans practically huffing steam as Vox hurtled closer and closer to climax. A burst of flavor coated Val's tongue just as Vox sucked in a sharp, desperate breath.Pulling back quickly, he let Vox's dick fall from his leering mouth, denying that last little bit of stimulation needed to tip over the precipice, laughing out loud at the look of frantic betrayal on Vox's pixelated face. He released a hip to swipe over his glistening grin with a thumb, brow raised as he waited for Vox to decide how this would play out.Vox's eyes slammed shut, slumping back into his chair in defeat. Val circled his thumbs in the hollow behind the other demon's knees soothingly, watching Vox manfully wrestle his frustration into submission, mechanized breath shuddering and heaving through the quiet space as it gradually slowed. Tension eased out of Vox's body, eyes flashing open with a rough sigh, a determined looking digital glare causing Val to snort a breath of a laugh as Vox reached up to fidget at his tie, ostensibly to tighten it before shooting his cuffs and returning his hands to the controls before him.Val gave his hip a patronizing little pat and then moved to tuck Vox's likely painfully hard dick back into his boxers still practically dripping with the mess of Val's pink tinted saliva and his own leaking precome. For half a second he considered using a quick, clinical touch so as to not further torment his lover, but then happily remembered that that was fucking boring, instead petting luxuriantly as tugged up the zipper and made threading the leather tail of the belt back through the buckle a prolonged tease, just to hear Vox start to pant and groan behind his teeth.Unfolding to his feet he smiled down at Vox as he looked up at him with big baleful eyes, bending down just a bit to take hold of the armrests of Vox's chair. He dropped a chaste kiss on a lovely little scowl and fondly pinched the corner of his lover's face."Breakfast was so delicious amorcito, gracias. See you soon, sí? Maybe I'll have to stop by for lunch."He kissed his fingertips as he slipped out around the chair and waggled his fingers coquettishly goodbye in Vox's direction; pulling his phone from his pocket mid stride, smirking at the electric crackle of static and muttered cursing at his back as he stalked back out the automated door.-vvv-Vox was on motherfucking edge, pun absolutely fucking not intended, fuck you so very much Valentino.He was sat at the head of the expansive conference table situated dead-center of the austere boardroom; his dick sticking uncomfortably in his boxers from where it had been shoved unceremoniously away, hard and leaking so much he was half convinced he'd ended up coming anyway, just in the least fucking satisfying way possible.Fucking Valentino.His left eye twitched, claws scraping across the tabletop.Shitting Christ. Don't think about fucking Valentino. He thought desperately, shifting in his seat to throw one leg over the other in a pathetic attempt to hide the ridiculous tent in his lap. That fucking gorgeous fucking sadistic moth-assed psychopath. Fluttering away in that devastatingly sexy fucking skirt simpering that "maybe I'll have to stop by for lunch."He knew good and goddamn well Vox didn't take lunch. Ever.Vox insisted on a working lunch, if anything; but he fucking dared any of his useless fucking employees to fucking eat instead of work.Absolutely none of his employees were fucking eating during this mandatory lunch meeting he could scarcely focus on leading as they rolled into the second hour. In point of fact, they were all practically fucking trembling in their seats as he snarled and gnashed his teeth through each asinine presentation, barely holding back from punching his claws through the astronomically expensive leather upholstery on the armrests of his chair.Because Val had abso-fucking-lutely intended that 'maybe' as be a threat. And now he was practically climbing the walls waiting to see what his degenerate partner was plotting in his deviant sickfuck mind to torment him with now. Because he absolutely fucking would.The presentations droned on, he didn't know how long; sales reports, profit projections, R&D and on and fucking on. All he could concentrate on was his dick hard as fucking brimstone and a twitch away from bursting through his fucking zipper and distracting the fuck out of him.Vox palmed himself beneath the table, desperate for some kind of relief, and was half entertaining giving himself a firm squeeze when the door to the boardroom slammed open with a bang, causing every single lackwit around the table to startle, heads whipping around. He yanked his hand from his lap back to the armrest like an errant fucking schoolboy and he ground his teeth at the statuesque moth demon posing in the doorway, velvet-wrapped hip cocked with insouciance, squinting down at his stupid fucking phone like the utter fucking diva asshole that he was.Menacingly baring his teeth at the idiot who'd halted his presentation to gawk slack-jawed, Vox glared as he scrambled and stammered to find his place again. Val stalked into the room like he owned it and Vox tensed apprehensively in his seat with every clack of heels until the other demon rounded the end of the table and shoved Vox's chair back and fucking mounted him, landing ass-first directly on top of his fucking dick.And the infuriatingly hot motherfucker was still on his fucking phone, not even sparing a glance in Vox's direction.God fucking dammit. He hated how much harder it made his dick to be ignored like that.Naturally the giant bitch and his stupid sexy broad shoulders blocked Vox's entire field of vision, so instead of trying to lean around him to glare at his employees, he jabbed a finger at the control panel on the underside of the armrest and projected his face onto the massive screen above him with a crackle of electricity. It afforded him a wide angled view of not only the dozens of cringing employees ranged around the table, but the entire humiliating tableau of Val using his lap as an armchair."Carry the fuck on now or I'll feed every last one of you screaming to the fucking sharks and express courier your fucking skulls to your family as a fucking severance package." He growled between his clenched jaw, viciously satisfied at least at the way they blanched, jolted to attention as if electrocuted and the next stuttering presentation started, shrill and terrified.Val smirked with teeth down at his phone then rocked up on his knees, opening the clasp of his coat one handed, letting it fall open to expose a fucking sinfully whorish strappy black lace bustier top barely concealing the glimmer of gold decorating his fucking nipples and that stupid slutty skirt riding up on his bare thighs. Vox battled not to glitch out as Val's lower two hands pushed the skirt even higher until Vox could see the head of the moth demon's cock peeking over the lace waistband of black lace jock-strap panties at the same time another hand reached for Vox's belt.His buckle jangling free sounded loud as all fuck, to say nothing of the metallic fwip of his zipper two seconds later. He swallowed a startled shout as Val wasted no time yanking his aching dick out of his boxers and promptly dropped down on it, enveloping him without warning in a suffocatingly tight, slick hell.Fighting not to buck his hips, dying to fuck up into that infernal body until he was coming his fucking brains out, he grappled for stillness; trying to breathe evenly and force his face into imperious impassiveness, daring a single brainless fucker with a double-death wish to question what the fuck was happening.The next presenter gulped and buried his crimson-tinged face in his pile of notes, voice bordering on hysterical.Vox settled by inches back into his chair, resigned to the reality of his predicament, flicking a look down at Val when the man patted his chest like soothing a fucking dog. He was still smirking, but it looked nearly as fond as it did callous, and Vox cautiously hoped that meant he'd performed the correct action.It almost hit like praise, and he probably would have greedily taken that W if the piece of shit hadn't still been on his fucking PHONE.Whatever, Vox would take it anyway. Fuck Valentino.Another presentation started up when the last had trailed to a bewildered end, though fuck if Vox knew what they were even still discussing at this point.Val had been perched on his dick for long enough that Vox wondered if this wasn't going to end up being some kind of ridiculous cock-warming based power-play, and like, honestly it wasn't that he couldn't be into that, but he was wracking his rapidly shorting out brain trying to figure out if Val was expecting him to do something here.He was only half paying attention trying to puzzle it out when Val started rolling his hips, working himself around Vox's dick like he was riding a fucking Hellhorse, overwhelmingly good instantly, the wet squelch of lube and slick skin fucking obscene as his speed notched up faster with every passing minute and oh holy fuck, Vox was going to fucking pop like warm champagne in no time if he kept going like that.Leather shredded beneath his claws as his hands dug into the armrests with the effort it took to not fucking moan like a virgin getting his dick wet for the first time.Val went from a flat-out gallop to a full stop at the sound and Vox could have goddamn screamed. His vents were huffing and chirring at their maximum output level while he fought to keep the desperation off his face. The other demon laughed low and sensually, then slipped his phone into his coat.Fucking finally.He gave Vox less than a minute to catch his breath and then, well fuck. If Vox thought it had been difficult to maintain his blank facade while having his dick ridden like he was nothing more than a theoretically man-shaped fuck doll, having Val's full lamplit-vermillion focused attention on him while he was still expected to carry on with this fucking interminable meeting was just...so much worse.Val slipped a hand beneath the lace trim of his bustier and Vox watched ravenously from the corner of his vision as he began toying with one ridiculous heart-shaped nipple, long tongue hanging out of his mouth and dripping pink venom and Vox wanted it in his motherfucking mouth. He swallowed a whine when another hand pulled Val's cock out, delicate black lace tucked under his heavy balls and framing his narrow groin like a fucking work of erotic art. He lolled his head back to stare up at Vox, eyes half-lidded and an evil fucking smile stretching practically ear to ear as he began stroking that cock slow and steady, thick knuckles brushing teasingly against the front of Vox's sweater-vest; the wet tip leaving shimmering patches of slick where it touched.After a torturous stretch of time, two more hands reached out to curl tightly in the lapels of his sport coat, golden claw tips piercing the wool uncaringly and Vox planted his feet; knowing Val well enough to know what was coming next. He braced himself to get fucked on so hard he anticipated he'd probably shake apart at the joints.Val lifted himself up and nearly off Vox's dick, holding the position long enough that Vox had to look down and see, their gazes locking, and then with a baring of teeth he was back off to the fucking races, bouncing his ass against Vox's lap almost impossibly hard and fast, big fist stripping his cock roughly. Knees snapped against Vox's flanks, hellishly perfect little hole clenching down around Vox's dick like a fucking gallows noose a millisecond before Val was spilling into his own hand with a throaty groan that damn near echoed back throughout the room off the thick glass walls.Vox strangled a horrific whimper in his throat as he realized Val had snuck a hand underneath him and wrapped cruel, tight fingers around the base of his dick and squeezed, stopping him from coming more effectively than the most powerful cock ring in existence. He fought for his afterlife to get himself under control before he lost every scrap of pride and started begging and pleading like one of Val's dick-drunk whores right there in front of his employees.He'd fucking slaughter them all first before having to suffer the indignity of letting any of them bear witness to him begging for anything.Every ounce composure he had managed to claw back was immediately tested when Val leered at him and tugged his fucking bespoke silk tie from around his neck and used it as a fucking come rag; folding it up into a neat square and slipping it into his breast pocket like a fucking demented housewife while still sitting there on Vox's fucking dick.Vox hissed between his teeth as Val pulled off of said dick with a satisfied little hum, hands moving to set his scraps of clothing to rights again before tucking Vox's thoroughly used wet dick away with as much gratuitous groping as possible to see if he'd break.He patted Vox on the chest again like an obedient dog and winked up at him, dismounting off of Vox's lap and leaning forward as if to press a kiss against the side of his face. Vox scrambled to switch his screen back so he could get that kiss and not some blank fucking screen. Val's smirk spread over his face and he moved to peck a kiss at his cheek.Then he pulled that goddamn phone back out and stalked to the door with an infuriating waggle of fingers over his shoulder."Don't be late for dinner mi juguetito!"Vox's eye glitched, briefly fantasizing about murdering Valentino in his sleep, and then reached to straighten his crumpled lapels before finally returning his focus around the conference room table at each and every employee sitting there trying not to maintain eye contact with him but too terrified to look away."What's left on the agenda?"He supposed he could probably wait until after he came to murder Val, at least.Probably.-vvv-Valentino slouched indolently; upper arms splayed over the top edge of the plush sofa in the sumptuously appointed boudoir that served as his studio's office space. He had one eye on the collection of screens opposite the sofa giving a final look over the dailies for the day's filming efforts; a filthy montage of cocks and holes and tits in various and sundry configurations all awaiting his approval to send on to the editing team, and the other on the sleek VoxTek tablet in one of his lower hands as he swiped through a seemingly endless gallery of photoshoot proofs to sign off on for digital and print publication.When the ornate double doors slammed open and a distinctly disheveled Vox entered with a crackle of static causing the video screens to distort, the hot, wet mouth currently wrapped around his cock didn't so much as pause in its steady suction. Val still fisted the head of hair beneath his hand in warning, but he knew his bitches were trained better than to get distracted from their work for anything less than his explicit say-so. He turned a toothy grin on his incensed lover."Well aren't you in a mood, cariño! Didn't you have a productive day today, baby?"Lights surged and flickered with an electronic hum of danger, and Val's tongue slipped dripping out of his mouth in pleasure as an undercurrent spread through the room and rippled through his furred ruff with a nearly violent edge of impotent fury.Vox practically flew over the carpet to snatch the whore off Val's cock by the hair, sending them sprawling to the floor, snarling. "You, get the fuck out!"Val gazed patiently up at Vox where he only just managed to loom over him by virtue of him being relaxed into the cushions with a smirk. Without sparing them a glance, he waved a dismissive hand at the whore still frozen in place where they'd landed. "Go find another dick to suck, baby, Daddy's got dinner plans." He watched Vox turn a glare and heard a deeply amusing, terrified squeak and then the thump of the door falling shut. Vox whipped his screen back to face him, bristling with affront."Val what the FUCK?!"He raised an eyebrow. Satan's tits it was just so pathetically easy to work Vox up, he couldn't fucking get enough of it."Aww baby, don't be like that. Daddy was only keeping your dinner warm for you. Is that so wrong? To want to make sure my man came home to a hot meal after a long, hard day?" He simpered, all arsenic and sugar.He wondered if he could make Vox blue screen entirely before the night was through.As it was his left eye was rapidly spiraling between enraged red and black as his mouth fell slack, then shouted, vocals warping in disbelief."Like fuck am I going to slurp up some no-name whore's sloppy seconds after the shit you pulled today."Val's eyes flashed and glowed red hot, narrowing warningly and the other demon quailed subtly, swallowing tightly."Mm is that so mi amor?" he purred in challenge, one hand dropping to spread over his pale inner thigh. A satisfied grin curled over his face at the way Vox's eyes followed the movement, which only seemed to agitate him further when he realized he'd done it. How delicious.Electricity crackled around Vox's claws as they clenched into frustrated fists before he dropped stiffly to the floor, shoving Val's knees apart as he shouldered in with a pissy little huff. Val laughed meanly when the other demon just stared down, expressive features flicking between disgust and desperate arousal. Tipped claws dug into his hips where Vox grasped, only just holding back from breaking the skin. What an ungrateful little slut."I fucking hate you so much, Val" Vox groaned, but he swallowed Val's cock to the root without hesitation all the same.Being sucked off by Vox was a singularly unique experience in Val's existence in Hell, and he'd be lying if he said it wasn't a considerable part of how and why he had been able to have tolerated Vox's frequent dramatic tantrums and constant arrogant self-congratulation for so fucking long. The occasionally revoltingly gooey moments of fondness were probably to be expected throughout their intense, decades long partnership, but he'd suffer through a fucking lot more than feelings to keep the other demon willing to slobber on his cock on a regular basis.It felt like sticking your fucking dick into a sentient plasma ball; gentle licks of electricity flickering over his length like a steady humming violet wand, while Vox's long blue tongue wound around and down to lap at his balls or up to work at the leaking head, trailing shivery sparks with a low level stingy goodness.He hooked a clawed hand around the back of Vox's neck and thrust up once just to force out a sweet choked off moan. He looked down and smirked to see Vox's slim little hips working subtly, rocking against nothing but air as a needy whine built up in the back of his throat."Something you need, papi?" He purred, nudging a leg between Vox's thighs, feeling the heated brand of hardness at their apex through the leather of his boot as it pressed forward none too gently. A shattered moan vibrated around his cock before Vox lifted his face in hilariously horny indignation."Fuck you Val, I've been fucking hard for the whole fucking day you, evil fucking bitch." The other demon snarled pathetically, even as he began rutting against Val's shin, helpless to resist trying to find enough friction to get himself off even in the most humiliating ways.Val patted the top of Vox's screen and affected a sympathetic pout, laughing when Vox bared his teeth and then dropped his face in Val's lap with a tight whine."I can't believe you fucking fucked me in the middle of a fucking meeting, and I didn't even get to fucking come. Do you have any idea how fucking pathetic that made me look in front of my fucking employees?"Val licked his dripping teeth with relish and pulled his leg back enough that Vox couldn't grind against it as easily just to hear him scramble and panic. "But you do pathetic so well though, luz de mi otra vida." He laughed. "They should be grateful for the free show.""What was that?" He nudged Vox's face up when he felt more than heard the grumbled reply. Val moved his foot back, inclining his head magnanimously when Vox started up his grinding again."I fucking said, like fuck did they get a free show." His eyes cut to the side huffily. "I fucking ordered payroll to take it out of their check. With tax." He muttered.Val barked a laugh in delight. Satan, fuck this ridiculous, possessive little man.Speaking of-Vox yelped adorably at suddenly finding himself held aloft, scooped up by all four of Val's hands and tossed bodily onto the massive heart-shaped bed at the opposite corner of the room, eyes going embarrassingly big and desperate at the casual manhandling. Val slung a long leg across his hips and laughed again when Vox nearly went cross-eyed at the abrupt pressure on his dick. He pinned Vox's wrists to the mattress while his lower hands yanked open his belt and fly, tugging pants and ruined boxers down to the other demon's knees, feeling the wet length of synthetic flesh slap against his ass as it was freed. Val lined that cock up with his slick hole and Vox screamed wordlessly, a sound like a tortured modem as he sank down onto it to the root.-vvv-Vox was going to motherfucking die. Again.Val had kept him pinned down to the bed like a fucking bug on display while he rode his dick excruciatingly slowly for minutes at a time, then kicking up the speed without warning, over and over for what felt like fucking hours. Vox's cooling fans were practically screaming they were working so hard to keep his systems from dangerously overheating every time Val dragged him by the dick up to the razor's edge and then dropped him back down.He whimpered pathetically, shuddering when Val slowed his rolling hips yet again, never quite stopping but absolutely not giving him enough to send him spilling."Jesus Christ Tino, you're goddamn lucky it's physically impossible for me to get dick chafe." He complained with a huff, if only to keep himself from outright begging.Val laughed evilly and swiveled his hips in an incomprehensible way that had Vox's eyes rolling back. He leaned over Vox's heaving chest to lick across his mouth, smearing his screen with pink saliva. He tsked. "Brave of you to assume that would stop me in the first place, amor." He tilted his head then, a dangerous shine of eyes making Vox freeze in apprehension. "Though you know~, I have heard some interesting things from the Lust Ring about bleeding edge advancements in biofeedback. I could commission something for you if you wanted to really test that little theory, you masoquista little fuck."Vox gulped, processors scrambling to figure out what answer would either convince Val to absolutely not do that, or absolutely do, but before he could run all of the scenarios Val started riding him into the mattress again; fingers bruisingly tight around his wrists as he wound up to a sudden fever pitch of speed. Sweat slickened skin slapped against Vox's battered pelvis, hurtling him toward the brink of insanity while Val jacked his cock with a blur of black and lavender.Vox cried out in overwhelmed anguish at the hot, wet splatter of come over his still clothed belly and chest as Val grunted harshly through his release; deadly certain Val was about to climb off him yet again and leave him aching to finally be allowed to come, too.Without slowing down in the least though, Val straightened from where he'd curved that long body over Vox and stared down into his soul, eyes glowing, lust blown and imperious."Thirty seconds."Oh, fuck.Vox jolted after a frozen moment, heels scrabbling for purchase on the satiny sheets so that he could get enough leverage to fuck up when Val fucked down, with the scant range of motion Val had allowed him, hips striving in desperation to chase his climax in the intoxicating heat and clench of Val's fucking perfect fucking body."Mm that's it baby, you wanna come for Daddy? Twenty seconds." Vox howled as the other demon executed that devastating swivel again, throwing off his stroke.