Alastor's Vs

Chapter 14

Valentino's POV

I sit on a chair as Alastor sits on my lap. He seems nervous as Baxter runs around, experimenting with his blood and Velvette's drug. I hold his much smaller hand and he flinches before looking at it. He wraps his fingers around mine and I rub my thumb against his smooth hand. He relaxes more and his tense shoulders slouch.

It's been an hour maybe since Vox left us down here. The little fish hasn't figured out a cure yet. He spoke only a few words to us, when he needed Alastor's blood. I found out Al hates needles. I had to hold him down so he'll stay still. When Vox had that needle to get his blood sample before, Alastor talked him out of it. I didn't think much of it until now.

"What if it's impossible to go back? What if I'm stuck being a human forever?"

"We'll find a cure baby. Don't worry your fuzzy little head about it." I kiss the side of his head. He gives an uncertain hum in response. We hear the elevator ding and look towards it. Vox steps out with two plates of food and his large charming smile.

"Hello darlings. How are my two favorite sweethearts doing?" Vox asks, handing us the food. I got a simple sandwich and chips. Alastor got a thick piece of deer meat. Al glares at him, earning a chuckle from the TV.

"I found out he has a fear of needles," I say. "I had to hold him down to draw his blood." He looks down and plays with his food.

"I don't trust them. Anyone can put anything in a needle and just stick whatever substance in your body. I don't want anything to do with needles." Vox promises no more needles and gives us both short kisses before leaving. We silently eat. The sound of little feet running around in the background.

Another hour passes by and nothing has changed. Alastor used his dark magic to get a book and is currently reading said book. Baxter is currently making a concoction of I don't even know what. I hope it's the cure. I have better things to do than sit around. The fish walks up to us with a small clear glass of a red liquid.

"Sir, do you mind drinking this?" Baxter asks and holds out the glass. Alastor takes it and swirls it around a little. He smells it, obviously not trusting it. I take it from him and use my other three hands to force it down his throat.

"We'll be leaving now," I say. Baxter nods. I pick up Alastor, who doesn't look too happy with me, and get us out of this basement. I look at my phone for the time-19:39. I take Alastor to my studio and call Angel. I haven't had him to do anything in a bit. I'll only do a few takes with how late it is.

"Why are we here?" Alastor asks. I look down at him.
"Work. I know this isn't your cup of tea, so keep reading baby. After we're done, I'll treat ya." I sit down in my chair with Alastor on my lap. "Angel should be here soon if you want to say hi." On que, the spider walks in the studio. I smile as Alastor opens his book. Angelcakes walks into his dressing room, getting ready.

After all the videos were done, Angel left and I took Alastor to Vox's room. He fell asleep on me about 15 minutes ago. Vox laid in his bed, looking lonely and sad. He looks at us and smiles. I lay Alastor on him, who holds the human with care. Al groans and scoots up a bit, wrapping his arms around Vox's neck and laying his head on his screen. He must want the warmth. Voxxy's screen is always warm.

I strip to my boxers and climb into bed with them. I kiss the two goodnight and fall asleep. I'll treat Alastor tomorrow. And no, it's not sex.

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I wake to the feeling of fur up my non-existent nose. I wrinkle my nose and try to fall asleep again.

Fur? I open my eyes and see those red and black fluffy ears. I pet them and receive a fluffy tail wagging against my stomach.

Vox isn't in bed anymore. Good. I can have my alone time with Bambi.

I kiss his neck, making him stir. I trace a hand from his shoulder to his chest, unbuttoning the first few buttons of his shirt. I feel him freeze. I reach my hand into his dress shirt and feel his chest fluff. His breathing hitches as I twirl my finger around a bit of fur.

I'm surprised I've gotten this far. Voxxy will be so jelly if he heard about this. I mentally laugh at the idea of a jealous TV.

I trail my finger to the rest of his shirt's buttons, unbuttoning them slowly. His heartbeat quickens when I unbutton the last button. I rub his soft waist gently, although it's as thin as a tree branch. I lick his neck before kissing it again.

"I-I think th-that's enough," he breathes out, placing a hand over mine gently. I pick up his smaller hand and kiss it.

"Okay baby." He sighs in relief. "What do you want to do today, sugar?"

"Stay in bed. Just for a while longer." He flips over and lays against my chest. I gently stroke his hair as he softly breathes warm air onto me.