Posing For A Picture | Radiostatic

† | Chapter Fourteen | †

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Alastor looked at himself in the mirror. He'd slicked his hair back just a bit, wearing such a neat suit, freshly pressed and still warm from it.

He swiftly picked a loose hair from his jacket and tossed it off to the side. There was something different from the way he looked just a year ago. Maybe it was clear to everyone but him, the ways he'd grown.

He wasn't complaining, of course. Everyone changes as the years pass by.

But it felt so... Quick. He let out a breath of air, before adjusting his cuffs.

"Now, don't you just look lovely?" Vox mused from behind as he entered the room. Alastor smiled widely and walked over to him. He set his hand over Vox's, which was still hung on the door handle. "Dearest." The deer honked softly and nuzzled his nose up against Vox's screen, lingering affection from their night together.

Vox smiled in return, he wrapped his free arm around Alastor's waist and pulled him against his body.

The Tv demon let out a soft hum, attempting to meet with Alastor's nuzzle, but having a flat screen for a face, it wasn't so easy. "I love you." Said he, as he gave Alastor a warm squeeze. The latter let his eyelids droop slightly, giving his expression a sort of calm or hazy look. "Save it for the altar." Alastor murmured.

His words were soft and didn't have any real friction to them. Vox knew that, and taking advantage of this, he pushed the door shut behind him and stepped forward just enough to push Alastor up against the wall. "You like it." He insisted. Alastor let out an almost muffled noise as he was pushed against the wall. His tail began to wag relentlessly, albeit it was still heavy from heat.

Vox pecked a kiss on Alastor's lips, and once more, and again, until Alastor brought his hands up to Vox's 'cheeks' and pulled him into a deeper kiss.

Alastor lifted his knee slightly for Vox to grip onto, allowing him to access a closer proximity. They broke the kiss, not pulling even a centimeter too far. Vox could feel Alastor's breath warm on his face and couldn't help but let out a chuckle. "You're friendly today." Alastor huffed, a bit disappointed at the sudden stop. Vox nodded and leaned back in for another kiss. His lips planted against Alastor's, but they weren't so close that he couldn't mumble: "Yes well... Someone finally loves me."

Alastor faltered for a moment. His arms lazily wrapped around Vox's neck. It almost felt like the wind had been knocked out of him, but he quickly recovered. "Oh..." He murmured. There was a pause, hesitation.

Oh...

"No, I've always loved you." He finished, before finally closing the kiss.

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With the parting of their lips, the two stood at the altar, those invited cheering and clapping their hands enthusiastically at the two finally wed.

Charlie gave a happy thumbs up from her seat in the front row, Vaggie beside her has slowly clapped in acknowledgement. Among the guests, Rosie gave a supportive smile towards Alastor and Vox. Valentino and Velvette were there too, but didn't seem as enthusiastic. Valentino had his arms folded firmly, Velvette sitting beside him doing the same. They almost mimicked the same down-turned expression on their faces.