No Mercy (Alastor & Vox)

Chapter 33: Squid Games

Vox really wasn't going to admit it out loud, but that weird fore-play going on between them turned him on so badly he could barely breathe properly.
He could feel Alastor's shadows tightening around his ankles and wrists, pinning him down to the bed below as another tentacle creeped up his torso, slipping right under his suit and directly toward one of his inputs, also known as his nipple.
Vox moaned loudly; "This is so fucking kinky." he said breathlessly, letting Alastor's shadow nibble on his sensitive spot as he tried his best to muffle his own moans. "You love it, don't you, Podcast?" the deer knew him too well, letting in another slippery shadow so his other nipple won't feel lonely.

Vox arched his back as intense waves of pleasure filled his whole body, making him wiggle and tremble uncontrollably; "Fuck Al, that's more hardcore than my fucking dreams." he confessed, making the deer chuckle before he started to crawl on top of him, reaching out to his audio inputs. "I'm going to fulfill every little horny wish you have." he whispered, licking his sweaty neck while his claws quickly untied the overlord's bow and tore his shirt open, ignoring the flying buttons as his teeth started to nibble on his throat, sending fireworks through his body.
"Damn Bambi, you're eager." Vox managed to comment, feeling how the shadows around him tightened even more as Alastor's tongue decorated his throat with shiny little trails of saliva.

"You taste... metalic." the radio demon commented, making Vox chuckle in amusement. "That's not what you said last time." he threw out, giving the deer a cheeky smile. "Well last time I was too busy trying not to choke to second death." he then commented, and the TV demon rolled his eyes. "What a drama queen." he called, and Alastor's eyes wrinkled. "hm..." he huffed, his palm closing tightly over the overlord's groin, grabbing his already hard cock through his pants and making him gasp in surprise, right before he let out a trail of moans in different tones.
"Who's a drama queen now?" he whispered, knowing that the other will not be able to comment and absolutely enjoying himself.
"That's a reminder, not to mess with the RADIO DEMON." he then announced as another bunch of tentacles formed around him and sprinted towards the TV demon, one was reaching his groin through the left leg of his pants, one was sliding into his boxers from the back, and one was tightening around his neck as his slippery tongue started to play with his gasped lips.

"Damn it Bambi..." Vox was about to say when he could feel a strong shadow wrapping around his hard cock, circling it till there's no space left, while another shadow gently caressed his entrance from behind, making it impossible to concentrate on anything. "You're... mad..." he managed to say as the radio demon gave him the most satisfied grin he ever saw, glancing down his crotch as he ordered his other shadow to rip off every remaining piece of clothing from the demon, and leave him completely exposed to his judgemental gaze. Vox let out a small whine as the shadows pulled his arms behind his back and his legs up, controlling him entirely and not giving him the slightest chance to escape.
"You like it, don't you?" Alastor had to make sure again, and the overlord gulped loudly, knowing what the radio demon is planning. "Fuck yes." he hissed lowly, noticing the mischievous smile upon the overlord's lips.

With a blink of an eye he ordered his shadows to take one step further, and Vox almost cried when he could feel the tentacle around his cock thightning up and starting to rub him in an uneven speed, while the one behind him slowly penetrated his hole and stretched him open. He moaned and whined like crazy, shouting Alastor's name in every variation possible. "This... is... so... hentai... coded..." he cried as the rubbing became faster and the tentacle inside him started to pound into him forcefully, hitting all of his sensitive spots. He rolled his eyes in pleasure, letting his whole body rest loosely as the tentacles around him devoured him, going faster and harder, going thicker...
"Just a quick reminder, these are my tentacles, so it's basically me fucking you, who's top now?" Alastor mentioned, loving how his simple statement made the TV demon moan louder.