Foul play (Vox X Katie Killjoy Lemon oneshot)

Foul play

Authors notes: WARNING!!! This is gonna be a rougher piece of smut than usual and make use of a demons ability to regenerate from non holy damage. This is going to have bondage, choking, electrocution, clawing, maiming, and since i'm feeling a little extra tonight some cervical penetration. If you don't like what is listed there are plenty of other smut stories to look though.

Edit: Special thanks to my buddy Pockets for making this god tier cover art for me. If you like his style there is a link below so you can see more of his art and give him the attention he deserves.

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"Katie!" A soft growl escaped from her lips as she heard her coworker call out her name. "Damn it." She thought Tom would have learned his lesson from the first time he had interrupted her smoke break but there he was once more, rounding the corner to her area, visibly shaking, hunching over in fear at the thought of the sin that sent her there. "What do you want fire boy?" she growled out, despite her tone making it more than clear that she wanted him gone something seemed off, he didn't seem too bothered by the hostility this time around. That and rather than simply avoiding her gaze and only glancing when he thought eyes were not on him he kept glancing over his shoulder, fearful of something other than her. "Vox is coming!" he blurted out. Katie stopped for a moment softly crushing the cigarette that she had in her hand and flicking it off to the side. "What? What the hell does that freak want now?" she questioned. It was unlike Vox to pay much attention to the station when it was making a profit, even when he did he usually sent one of his agents or a proxy. "I have no idea but if he's making a trip to the station I doubt it's good news" her coworker replied. "And this involves me how?" she questioned. Though wrath was subdued by curiosity he still trembled, just as she was about to bark at him to spit it out he gulped and continued on as though he knew her silent order. "You're going to have to meet with him and the producers after your next broadcast" Tom replied. A small sigh escaped her as she looked over at the time, in only 5 minutes time she'd have to hop on set for another half hour of keeping up with the raging battles across hell and any bullshit the producers wanted to throw at her. A low huff escaped her lips, no doubt she'd have to linger longer in the studio than she desired "They better pay me over time for this bullshit" she hissed out as she started walking back towards the set. "Who am I kidding, those fuckers barley pay me now."

"That concludes today battle royal, up next is Agras sex segment featuring the right hand of lust themself! Giving tips on how to further spice up your bedroom routine! All this and more after the break" The false smile fell away the moment that the camera man gave the signal that she was no longer being recorded. A low sigh escaped her lips as she stood up and pushed her chair back "About fucking time" she growled out. No sooner had she stepped off of the make shift stage a slow clap echoed out above the hum of the equipment, glancing over crimson eyes feel upon the electronic demon. The air itself seemed to drop to nearly fridged temperatures as Vox moved closer to her. Something was definitely up but a smile would no doubt hide intentions until they were alone, in the mean time she couldn't tell if he was happy or furious with her work. The fake smile that she wanted to ditch found its way back onto her face as she stood in front of the overlord "Vox, what an unexpected surprise! What brings you to the studio?" she asked. Her own blood started to form ice crystals within veins as the demon drew closer to her, a set of claws casually resting themselves on her shoulder and turning her towards the back of the studio. "I've been looking at the ratings and there is much that we need to discus if this station is to keep it's place as number one. I've already briefed the producers, there is only one last thing to go over" She said nothing and followed along in silence, the entirety of the crew, the boo section, the spectators, all of them not saying a word as he walked with her towards to the back of the set and towards the executive area. The frost along her tongue managing to shatter as words found their place "Sir by all means if the ratings are down it is no doubt due to the yearly extermination, after all we always loose a portion of our viewers at this time of the year" she explained. "I'm well aware of that" he replied. Silence fell on her tongue once again but this time it was shaken off more quickly "Then what is this all about?" she questioned "You'll see" was the only reply that she was given as they drew closer to the door. Questions and fear choked her as he went ahead and opened up the door, inside three others stood. Her two chimeric producers and a woman she had never seen before, a tall, lovely,  pink, fushia and crimson demon. A butterfly demon and a rather elegant one at that, she had a mix of markings along her wings and stomach that resembled one of those old crimson rotary dial phones. "Who's this bitch?" Katie thought to herself, as though he could read minds Vox walked over and leaned onto the desk. The wide grin covering his screen brought a scene of unease but it was the words he spoke next that shattered the veil "In hell things change, people come, people die, and we in the studio have to have others ready in case one of our important members dies..."  a low static filled chuckle left him as he motioned for the other three to leave. "Or in your case if audience members get tired of looking at the same blonde headed bimbo year after year" sins mixed together in a violent slurry as she heard the door shut behind her. "So you're replacing me?!? After all these years, after all I did to get this place to number one you're going to replace me with a butterfly slut!?!" she yelled. She was furious, damn near ready to take a swing at the unnatural demon in front of her if it meant she could get the last laugh before having to leave or being killed. "Yes and no, you're not going to be let go just yet. There is still training that has to be done" he purred. Nails dug into their own palms, the sharper claws only further staining themselves crimson, blinding rage keeping her from noticing that her secondary arms had come out. She barley even noticed when she shifted her position raising her arms like the mantis that she mimicked.  Not only was the overlord letting her see the replacement but he was letting her know that she was to finish up her training before sending the girl on set. It was rage inducing, all this on top of being called a bitch by the princess of hell. Wrath himself took hold of thoughts and demanded violence in retaliation. A  high pitch shriek left her throat as she threw herself towards Vox, not a care or fear in the world as claws attempted to lash out and scratch the screen that he called a face. Just as claws seemed as though they where going to collide with glass the vision of his grinning face was gone, disappeared into thin air with a high pitched ring and a mess of static. The wind was knocked from her lungs as her body collided with the edge of the table, the impact knocking a mess of papers onto the floor and into the air. Before thoughts could even form to process anything a strange weight took hold of her limbs. Glancing over crimson eyes went wide as wires manifested and wrapped around her wrists pulling them down and pinning her onto the desk. The same wire ropes grabbing her insect appendages and legs forcing them apart and leaving her tied down. Another screeching howl escaped her as she tried to turn back towards Vox. "You slimy, arrogant, metallic, piece of shi-" though her throat continued to grow scratchy from the mess of screaming not a sound was heard. Her silent swears stopping as she noticed the absence of noise, though lips moved to question what was going on there wasn't a sound. It was as if someone had pushed the mute button on a remote. Another low chuckle caught her attention as the demon manifested behind her "You're a feisty one i'll give you that, but you're too loud" he purred. She kept moving her mouth determined to give him a piece of her mind even if she was tied down and outmatched, lips slowly spelling out ever obscenity that could come to a raging mind. A small spark of satisfaction only lasting a moment as the TV rolled his animated eyes "Will you give it a break!" with a snap of his fingers the wires tying limbs down seemed to come to life. A dark current raced from exposed copper and into flesh setting senses ablaze with a crackle of energy, a silent cry left her as every nerve was set off, thoughts blanking out into nothingness as white sparks overtook her body. Limbs glowed in a unique numbness as the current faded. Though they had only felt the the electric shock for a few seconds the impact of it still lingered. Muted growls and curses left her, more for a silent vent rather than to continue the cursing fit. "That seemed to have done the trick" Vox purred. Thoughts came crashing back as she felt a new pressure, the TV demon loomed over her and rested his chest on her back "Then again you are a very stubborn woman, perhaps I should do it again just to make sure that you've learned your lesson" there was a faint purr in his voice as though he was enjoying the spectacle. Rather than let up he reached forward and took hold of her wrists a small glow to his skin giving away at what was to come. Even with the warning there was no way to prepare for it. That same current moving from him to the mantis demon, the electricity quickly moving and bouncing from one nerve to another, one muscle to the next, the only difference with this one was that it felt more alive as though the current was more focused on overloading the senses rather than causing pain. Arching her back another howl left her lips but just as the first one it was muted by the TV demons powers. The sensation normally fatal to a human but to a demon the over stimulation would only ever leave thoughts blank and scorched. The moment it was over thoughts slowly drifted back in, hardly even being able to register that her head had collided with the table. "S-son of a... fuuuuck me" she thought. More chuckling from the demon above helped to guide her thoughts and frustrations back to her. Though wrath was desperate to return the shock had knocked it too far back. "Now, what have you got to say to me" he cooed. A soft growl left her lips, the faint noise just enough to let her know that she could finally talk once again. "Fine, i'm sorry. Are you happy now?" She growled out. Vox was quiet for a moment, gazing down at her as if he was thinking about it "No, that didn't sound sincere now did it?" Katie scoffed at the remark, there was no way she was going to say it again. "How long... Are you going to fuck with me" she spat out. There was almost immediate regret the moment the words left her mouth, the moment it was spoken Vox moved his hand under her chin and forced her to look back at him. "Oh dear, I haven't even begun to fuck you yet~" tired limbs tried to tug at the restraints but there was hardly any energy left, it might as well have been normal rope. Pulling her head away there wasn't a care as claws scratched the bottom of her neck "Oh just get on with it you bastard" she growled. There was a moment of surprise as claws worked back under her chin and around her neck pulling her back. "Oh I'd just love to just plug right into you my dear but we're not quite there yet" he purred out. She could feel as he leaned in closer, small pops of static meeting and gently kissing against her ear as he kept going "I got to warm you up first, I can't have you shutting down on me" he cooed. The wording more than worrying but at the same time rather intriguing, hinting at some rougher play that could possibly bring the satisfaction that her coworker could never bring. A shudder ran across her spine as claws worked themselves around to the back of the neck pressing down into the skin till flesh had no choice but to give way. A small hiss leaving lips as trickles of warmth pooled forward and ran across the flesh, warming skin on the way to the table below. Digging deeper a loud ripping left torn flesh and cloth in its wake as claws ripped down to the tail bone, a hiss filled gasp leaving Katie as she felt the scorching pain trail down her body. There was only a short pause before claws trailed the rest of the way splitting her dress in two and leaving her entire back side bare to the TV demon. Pulling back the remains of panties she could feel herself become fully exposed to the demon behind her. A few wires leaving her as lower limbs where retracted back into her body, despite wraths lingering desires there wasn't the energy left to try and fight the TV demon nor was there the energy to fight off lust as she advanced to take it's place. Blood coated claws trailed to Katies entrance, the faint chill of his nails and heat of crimson drawing a shudder as they brushed against her clit. "Lets play with that power button now shall we~" Fangs gritted against one another, keeping a small gasp trapped within as he pushed his fingers against her. The lingering blood all that was needed to keep things slick as Vox continued to toy with her, rubbing that sensitive little bud for a few moments before letting his hand go further. Fingers easily slipped inside of her and twisted, searching for that sensitive spot hidden away inside. Hopes of collecting moans were shattered at Katie bit down on the inside of her lip, keeping any stray moan that would have left inside. Though she could hold her tongue there was no way to stop her body from growing hotter and hotter, the only indicator that was given to him was the small pool that was starting to drip out of here. With the wires keeping her pinned down he could afford to take a hand off her and unzip his coat and pants. She rested her head on the table keeping her voice held in her throat as the demon kept toying with her body. "This fuckers been spending to much time with that pimp" she thought to herself. A small smack to her ass managed to draw attention back to Vox, glancing over her shoulder crimson eyes fell on him. Hands going to rest on either side of her hips and though it wasn't visible she could feel him brush his cock against her entrance. "Ready to have something more solid pump through you~" rolling her eyes she just turned her head back and smirked "I doubt i'll feel it" she remarked. Claws wrapped around her neck grasping tightly and pulling her head up off the table "Oh you'll feel it" he growled. A choked cry escaping her lips as Vox rammed his hips forwards, his cock quickly pushing itself inside and dragging every little grove with it till the tip of his member was firmly pushed against the cervix. Insides igniting with sparks of violent lust as he wasted no time plowing into her core. Biting down on her lips there was still the determination to hold her tongue, to see how far the TV would go to make her scream his name for his own entertainment. A low static filled purr escaped Vox as he rocked his hips back and forth, each thrust striking it's mark in one way or another. Every last bit of movement drawing more sparks from lust, pain, and from Vox himself as he continued. Small static shocks escaping his body every once in a while to ignite her insides with a cracking wave of energy, as though he was fucking the body and soul together. The pressure on Katies throat helped greatly to keep her moans and mewls of delightful agony silent. Warmth blooming from within as lust grasped at her head and took over, the choke fucking making thoughts all the more easy to corrupt as sanity was knocked away with each thrust. Nail dug in and scratched at the wood as insides where stretched and abused, each thrust hitting her inner walls like a full blow punch. He held his stance keeping her throat closed in his grasp, fogy thoughts allowing the pleasure to build up quickly. Insides coiling and clamping down with the over stimulation, yet as badly as she desired to cum all over the demons cock her body couldn't work itself up fast enough. For one reason or another his grasp loosened, gasps and coughs doing well to hide the moans and mewls of delight for only a moment before she somewhat caught her breath. Nails scratched deeper into the wooden desk as she tried to hold her tongue, doing all the could to try and keep herself quiet. Biting down on her lip she rested her head on the table and closed her eyes, doing all that was possible to keep herself from moaning out as Vox fucked her silly. "You're awfully quiet my dear, lets turn up the volume~" Claws dug deeper into her sides piercing down into the flesh. The sting of the action coupled with a few harder thrusts enough to allow a louder moan to escape. "That's it moan~" he ordered "Scream for me!" Leaning forwards he grabbed hold of her golden hair and pulled her head back. The wire restraints still helping to keep her tied down to the table, though coated in rubber the pressure would no doubt be enough to leave a bruise on her body. "F-fuck! A-ah!" with her body drawing closer and closer to an orgasm there was no longer any hope in keeping herself from moaning out or him and with thoughts being driven by lust there was no hope in controlling what was said. "Good girl, keep it up~" Vox purred. She could feel her insides slowly breaking apart, one of the walls more than ready to give way as she drew closer and closer to reaching her own climax. "F-fuck! Fuck! Fuck! I-im gonna-" That orb of white fire approached quickly leaving vision to be near star dotted as thoughts went into the clouds. That orb snapping wide open as something within her gave way, her orgasm rocking her to the core as the TV demon's cock pierced into her very womb. A shrill cry of both bliss and anguish driving her voice hoarse as she was pushed far over the edge of an orgasm and into lustful insanity. Thoughts only able to register the unique sensation of being penetrated so deeply and the loud rhythmic clapping of colliding skin. Her moans leaving her as they pleased, every thrust drawing a moan, gasp, or a lustful howl as Vox continued fucking her very core. "Ready to be filled with something other than electricity?" he cooed, words could hardly be processed even when the high of such an orgasm began to recede. All that was able to escape was more moans and incoherent babbling of wanting more. "I'll take that as a yes~" she could hear the demon chuckle for only a moment before everything seemed to come crashing to a stop. The movement, lustful thoughts, the pain, the only thing that moved was a damn near scorching liquid shooting itself deep within her deepest chamber. Vox making sure that every drop he had was being used to paint the newscasters insides white with the impure colors of wrathful lust. One by one each sensation started to fade away. The pressure on her wrist vanished as the wires receded, the full sensation of being stuffed by the demons cock left as he pulled it out, and that warmth of cum within her core faded as bit by bit it started to leak out onto the floor. "Well that was certainly fun, hehehe~ Don't worry my dear, you'll still have your work. Once you've finished training your replacement you can join Valentino in the studio. I know a lot of demons would just love to get their claws on you~"