No Mercy (Alastor & Vox)

Chapter 13: The Challenge

Alastor's body was roughly pinned against the door by no other than the TV demon himself, his eyes shimmered with anticipation and lust as his palms on the deer's shoulders trembled uncontrollably.
Alastor should've been afraid, or at least alarmed, but there was another feeling bubbling up in his chest, something unfamiliar, new, intriguing, he couldn't quite recognize it, but he knew one thing for sure: It felt oddly good.

"Oh? Am I supposed to feel threatened?" he teased, smirking in delight at the desperate overlord that was glitching like mad, he was almost worried about him for a brief moment, but that moment passed quickly, and everything he wanted was to challenge the TV demon even further.
"Do you have a fucking death wish?!" Vox exclaimed, no longer able to restrain himself as he released a frustrated moan, his grip on the deer tightened as if he's hanging on for dear life.
"It's all empty words, I see?" The radio demon was ready to fight, his grin shining bright on his satisfied face as he kept on pushing the overlord to his limits, and for once it looked like he succeeded.

"Fuck." Vox muttered before dropping his head in an exhausted manner, his legs were still shaking, making the tight area around his groin feel much more inconvenient, and Alastor's low chuckle really didn't make it any easier for him.
"Don't act like a fucking saint, a little pat behind the ears and you turn into a moaning mess." Vox reminded under his breath, noticing the immediate impact it made on the other, his smile dropped instantly and he just observed the annoyed overlord with an unimpressed expression on his devilish face.
"So am I going to receive those head pats or are you only teasing?" he muttered quietly, his eyes finally meeting with those startled ones of the TV demon, that was really speechless at the moment, to say the least. He stared back at the deer for a few moments of silence before gulping loudly; "You're trying to drive me mad, aren't you?" he asked in a shaky voice, not expecting any answer as his right hand released the overlord's shoulder, and than gently paved its way through Alastor's red fluffy hair, and right to his ears.

Alastor's reaction wasn't late to come, as soon as Vox's cold metallic skin touched the surface of his furry ears, his body jolted and he let out a loud, airy and hoarse moan, filling up the air with uneven panting and groans as he kept on rubbing.
Vox mouth dropped in awe, he could feel electric waves traveling across his whole body and down to his crotch, making the tent in his pants go XXL, not to flatter himself. "You're just a horny little bambi." he commented before rubbing stronger, admiring the addictive way in which Alastor rolled his eyes and instantly grabbed his arm with both hands, not pulling him away, just supporting himself.
"You love it, don't you?" Vox finally felt like he is in a powerful position once more, allowing himself to tease the demon, but Alastor didn't cooperate, not saying anything in return as he just kept on moaning and squirming. Vox didn't like it, he wanted the deer to respond, he wanted them to bicker and tease each other, he wanted to hear what the other had to say in this... interesting state of his.
"Answer me now or I'll stop." he threatened, noticing the deer's pathetic little jaw lock, but that was it, he said nothing, and Vox is of course - a man of his words.

He pulled his hand away in a sudden move, making Alastor release a loud unsatisfied whine as he tightened his grip on him; "Don't stop!" it wasn't a request, the deer was demanding, but it only made the TV demon's smile grow wider. "Answer my question." he stated calmly, adoring the helpless expression Alastor wore, he looked so... submissive, Vox could totally get used to it. "Fuck you!" the red haired replied desperately before pushing the overlord away and digging his own hands in his hair, trying to mimic the way Vox scratched his ears, but it was no use, he couldn't even find his sensitive spot, which Vox knew way too well by now.
The TV demon observed in amusement, folding his arms over his chest and scanning the frustrated demon from head to toe, his desperate whimpers are like music to his ears.

"Determined." he commented teasingly, receiving a death glare from Alastor in response, and he couldn't hold his laugh back. "Just say you love it and i'll make you scream my name." he suggested once more, and Alastor gave up on trying to find the spot himself, throwing his hands down in annoyance.
"I don't want to scream your name, pervert!" He exclaimed, making Vox chuckle again; "Alright, then I'll make you scream in general, just say it Bambi." he challenged, squinting his eyes in anticipation, "You know you want it." he whispered into his right ear, making him shiver. The TV demon could be very convincing when he wanted, and Alastor growled in distress before giving him what he wanted. "I like it. Happy?" he muttered angrily, thinking he got away with it, but Vox wasn't going to let go that easily. "That's not what you needed to say princess, come on, try again." he purred, knowing that Alastor is so eager for his touch that he'll probably say whatever he's asked to. "What? I said it!" he complained, giving Vox an unsatisfied glare, but the lack of response from the other made him groan and try again. "Alright, I love it okay? I'm obsessed with this sensation, so just... keep going." he finished the sentence in an hesitating tone, lowering his stare before adding "Please." in a soft whisper.