After receiving a strange letter from Alastor requesting him to visit him, Vox immediately came to the conclusion that he was going to be killed. However, after paying a visit to the Hotel, he instead found out that Alastor was in rut, and was inviting him over for an entirely different reason... ---- Note: This fic will have eventual smut (not for a good few chapters, as it is a slow burn). Alastor's asexuality is also addressed in this, although it isn't a major plot point. ---- Word count as of last update: 7531

Vox makes a new friend at the bar- Only to be escorted back to his apartment, stuck there during a snow storm, and asked to mate!? Cheesy ass Radiostatic story WARNING!! Contains: Swearing and inappropriate, violent, and/or sexual language, smut and sex, possible violence. You've been warned. Coverart not mine, credits to the artist.

Vox has been trying his best not to make his feelings Alastor's problem. But after a night of heavy drinking, Alastor's relentless teasing and flirtation prove too much for his willpower to withstand. He breaks and takes advantage of his friend's drunken state--but with the help of his hypnosis, maybe his lapse of judgment can be enjoyable for both of them. Maybe he can prove himself and earn Alastor's affection. Or maybe, as usual, the Radio Demon is two steps ahead of him the whole time. [Explicit content warning!!]