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Imagine being gay.

@olii-cat

"Are you a straight man dating my girlfriend? Red flag."

"You of ALL people should know I'm not."

Vox chuckled. "Do elaborate, dear Olii."

"Uh..." Oliis face flushed. He wondered if Vox just didn't remember? Neither of them had ever addressed the time they'd kissed so long ago. They were both pretty hammered. "...nnno."

"No no no, I need you to remind me why I should know you're gay." Vox grinned, leaning down into the other's personal space. Of course he remembered the time they'd kissed. How could he forget such a moment?

"I dunno, maybe your human form memories don't all transfer over to your TV screen." He shoved his hands into his pockets and shrugged. "How sad for you."

Imagine being gay.

@olii-cat

"Are you a straight man dating my girlfriend? Red flag."

"You of ALL people should know I'm not."

Vox chuckled. "Do elaborate, dear Olii."

#boss tag 📺#rb #YEAH IT WAS

"Uh..." Oliis face flushed. He wondered if Vox just didn't remember? Neither of them had ever addressed the time they'd kissed so long ago. They were both pretty hammered. "...nnno."

Imagine being gay.

@olii-cat

"Are you a straight man dating my girlfriend? Red flag."

#boss tag 📺#rb #referencing those (head)cannons we made last weekend

"You of ALL people should know I'm not."

A soft knock against the bar broke the silence of the dead evening. It was pretty late, even by hells standards. What could he say, the work day was long. Olii preferred the lobby without loud hustle and bustle anyways. There was a sort of serenity about it, not having the loud sounds of talking interrupting his thoughts. It made it easier to relax. He slipped himself onto one of the barstools, letting his legs swing in the air as he did so. His voice was soft as he spoke, trying not to break the quiet more than he had to. He gave a smile to the bartender. "Hey husker. You open?"

@olii-cat

Husk had been quietly whistling to himself as he had been counting up the day's earnings. Everything had been cleaned and put away nicely but the demon had halted, both his whistling and movement, as soon as the soft shuffling of the barstools. Husk had set the bills back in the change box he had pulled up from under the counter and spun around with a soft sigh. "I mean, I could whip up some- Are you even old enough to drink?" He raised an eyebrow as soon as his gaze settled on Olii.

Olii rested his head on his fist against the bar. His eyes looked particularly heavier than normal, but he was still awake and articulate if a bit more soft spoken than average. Though, he was never particularly loud or hot headed with Husk. The bartender had a chill about him that he appreciated. The question did make his brows furrow slightly. "Are you gonna id me in litteral hell?"

Husk seemed to think for a moment before coming back to it. "Force of habit." He excused the notion, but a hint of sympathy came and went for the fact the other looked young enough to be questioned about it. No one paid him, no one paid him at all but that was besides the point currently, enough to care about this or if there were drinking laws in hell. "Suppose there's no downside to lettin' you have a drink."

He gave a soft smile, letting his brows return to their relaxed position. He shouldnt have been too surprised, he was under the drinking age, but they were both dead anyways. So it didn't really matter. "Watcha got?"

Husk moved out of the way from the wall of alcohol bottles. "Not gonna list you everything, kid, but I don't mind givin' some taste tests, if you don't know your way around this stuff." There was no judgement or rush, just a simple patience as Husk busied his hands gathering a small stack of shot glasses.

#off brand grumpy cat tag #rb

A fonder smile grazed across his lips at the nickname. He usually didn't like being called a kid, but something about the other cats demeanor caused him not to really mind it. His gaze wandered to the wall of alcohol, looking over the options. His eyes settled on a bottle of lighter looking alcohol. It was a sort of.. purple. A clear purple. Something blueberry or strawberry? "What's that purple one?"

A soft knock against the bar broke the silence of the dead evening. It was pretty late, even by hells standards. What could he say, the work day was long. Olii preferred the lobby without loud hustle and bustle anyways. There was a sort of serenity about it, not having the loud sounds of talking interrupting his thoughts. It made it easier to relax. He slipped himself onto one of the barstools, letting his legs swing in the air as he did so. His voice was soft as he spoke, trying not to break the quiet more than he had to. He gave a smile to the bartender. "Hey husker. You open?"

@olii-cat

Husk had been quietly whistling to himself as he had been counting up the day's earnings. Everything had been cleaned and put away nicely but the demon had halted, both his whistling and movement, as soon as the soft shuffling of the barstools. Husk had set the bills back in the change box he had pulled up from under the counter and spun around with a soft sigh. "I mean, I could whip up some- Are you even old enough to drink?" He raised an eyebrow as soon as his gaze settled on Olii.

Olii rested his head on his fist against the bar. His eyes looked particularly heavier than normal, but he was still awake and articulate if a bit more soft spoken than average. Though, he was never particularly loud or hot headed with Husk. The bartender had a chill about him that he appreciated. The question did make his brows furrow slightly. "Are you gonna id me in litteral hell?"

Husk seemed to think for a moment before coming back to it. "Force of habit." He excused the notion, but a hint of sympathy came and went for the fact the other looked young enough to be questioned about it. No one paid him, no one paid him at all but that was besides the point currently, enough to care about this or if there were drinking laws in hell. "Suppose there's no downside to lettin' you have a drink."

#off brand grumpy cat tag #rb

He gave a soft smile, letting his brows return to their relaxed position. He shouldnt have been too surprised, he was under the drinking age, but they were both dead anyways. So it didn't really matter. "Watcha got?"

A soft knock against the bar broke the silence of the dead evening. It was pretty late, even by hells standards. What could he say, the work day was long. Olii preferred the lobby without loud hustle and bustle anyways. There was a sort of serenity about it, not having the loud sounds of talking interrupting his thoughts. It made it easier to relax. He slipped himself onto one of the barstools, letting his legs swing in the air as he did so. His voice was soft as he spoke, trying not to break the quiet more than he had to. He gave a smile to the bartender. "Hey husker. You open?"

@olii-cat

Husk had been quietly whistling to himself as he had been counting up the day's earnings. Everything had been cleaned and put away nicely but the demon had halted, both his whistling and movement, as soon as the soft shuffling of the barstools. Husk had set the bills back in the change box he had pulled up from under the counter and spun around with a soft sigh. "I mean, I could whip up some- Are you even old enough to drink?" He raised an eyebrow as soon as his gaze settled on Olii.

#i also forgot my tags you cursed me #off brand grumpy cat tag #rb

Olii rested his head on his fist against the bar. His eyes looked particularly heavier than normal, but he was still awake and articulate if a bit more soft spoken than average. Though, he was never particularly loud or hot headed with Husk. The bartender had a chill about him that he appreciated. The question did make his brows furrow slightly. "Are you gonna id me in litteral hell?"

Wow,, what poor soul did you decide to torment

~ @olii-cat

"I'm not tormenting anyone."

"Uh huh. Sure."

"Don't test me. I'll torment you."

"Understood. Message received." Olii conceded, holding his hands up in front of him while taking a step back.

Vox patted his head. "Good kitty." He teased. He hoped he hadn't actually scared Olii or anything, he'd meant it playfully.

Obviously he wasn't actually scared of vox. Frankly, vox was about as intimidating as any other flat screen Samsung. He glared at the patronizing nickname. "Die."

Wow,, what poor soul did you decide to torment

~ @olii-cat

"I'm not tormenting anyone."

"Uh huh. Sure."

"Don't test me. I'll torment you."

"Understood. Message received." Olii conceded, holding his hands up in front of him while taking a step back.

Wow,, what poor soul did you decide to torment

~ @olii-cat

"I'm not tormenting anyone."

"Uh huh. Sure."

"I'm gonna getcha!~ I'm gonna getcha!~~"

-@voxstagram-8k

",,, fuck off. I'm working." Olii grumbled, cheeks flushing slightly. He pulled his hood up over his head.

"Are you now?" Vox leaned over Olii's shoulder to see the work in question. "You're plenty good at tuning me out when you want to. What's the difference now?~"

Olii yanked the strings of his hoodie so his hood closed in a little on his face. Usually he was good about it!! Not when vox took that tone with him. "Get- gone." He spoke, grabbing onto his tail and shoving it under him so it didn't swish back and forth.

"Aww, now why would I leave when I'm having such fun?" Vox grinned, resting his hands on Olii's sides before squeezing them lightly. He really did love the other's reactions when he came at him teasing.

"mpH-!" Both hands flew up to cover his mouth, practically digging his fingers into his cheek with how hard he pressed his hands onto his mouth to keep quiet, even though he'd only given one squeak. He knew that would not be the end of this. He tried his damnedest to glare, but his eyes found themselves squinted in a more nervous-giddy way he couldnt seem to shake. He tried to be intimidating and warning, but really it couldn't go very far.

"Oh yes, you're very scary, mhm." Vox teased, shifting to lightly scratch at Olii's sides with his claws instead of the squeezes. He made sure to change patterns and pressure periodically and such to keep Olii on his toes. Vox couldn't have him expecting what might come next and how to escape. "Now, how about you tell me what you've been up to beyond work recently?"

His eyes squeezed shut, legs curling up to his chest. Both arms slammed down against his sides, hugging around himself tightly. He pressed his mouth between his knees to try to hide the ever growing smile that he tried his hardest to keep at bay. He couldn't keep the noises at bay, though, no matter how much he attempted to. His head shook back and forth, nose scrunching up a little. Vox couldn't honestly think he was going to say anything like this? Absolutely not.

"Well, if you won't cooperate easily, I guess I'll just have to keep going..." Vox pulled his hands up from Olii's sides to under his arms. "Do you like here better?" He emphasized his words with little scritches. He had to admit this was definitely becoming one of his favorite pastimes.

"Nno-!" He yipped, both hands immediately grabbing onto his mouth again while sticking down against his sides, practically trapping vox's hands there. At least with it under his arms, he could do both. He curled in on himself a little tighter, muffling very quiet strained giggles behind his hands. His ear twitched near frantically.

"Oh, look! My hands are trapped now and I can't move them. If you'd really like them to move, you're going to lift your arms up for me, darling." Vox tugged at his hands lightly but not enough to actually dislodge them at all. Where would the fun be in just letting Olii off the hook so easily?

"NohoHO-!" He giggled out before he could stop himself. His feet kicked a tad in the air in front of him. With how much he was giggling, he couldn't even bargain with vox to go all anywhere other than the cubicles where other people were. He forced his mouth closed, holding his breath other than a small giddy whimper.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to find the release switch, then." Vox grinned. "My hands might be trapped, but I can get you other ways." He lightly zapped Olii's hips with electricity, not strong enough to do any damage, just to feel tickly.

An embarrassingly loud shriek escaped him feeling the shocks under his arms, which only caused him to clamp his arms down harder. His face was red by now, from holding his breath and embarrassment. He shook his head. "I CahAHAnt!!"

Vox chuckled, stilling his movements and pulling his hands away, before hugging Olii gently. "I won't kill you entirely. Not right now, anyway. Unless you tell me you want more...~"

He kept his arms hugged around himself, taking quick breaths before narrowing his eyes and glaring. "Not,, here."

"I doubt anyone actually paid any attention, but if it bothers you that much, I won't do it again." Vox shrugged before sitting on Olii's desk.

He furrowed his brows a little, standing up from his desk and pushing his chair in. A small grumble escaped him. "I didn't say not... Now."

Vox grinned. "Oh?~" Offering Olii a hand as he headed toward the elevator. He'd be nice and take Olii up to his suite to make sure no one else would be around.

Olii took the hand, bouncing back and forth from his heels to his toes repeatedly nervously. Sure he asked for this, but you know!! His eyes wandered everywhere other than vox.

Vox led Olii up to his suite. "There's no need to be so anxiety ridden. You've been up here plenty of times. It's not that different." He ruffled Olii's hair fondly in an attempt to distract him from being nervous.

"You think you're real funny, don't you?" He scoffed, immediately power walking out of the elevator as soon as they reached the right floor, putting a sofa between him and vox.

"Oh, come on. You asked for this and you're going to make me chase you all around this suite?" Vox sighed, slowly stalking around the couch, not taking his eyes off Olii.

"I didn't... Ask for anything." He slowly stalked around as well, away from Vox. "I- offered you a solution because of our contract. Yeah." He was lying. Duh. But he had to make some argument, even if it was a pathetic excuse of one.

"You practically did. And if this was just for the sake of our contract, I doubt you would have instigated after I was going to let you go. I think you enjoy it.~" Vox lunged at Olii over the couch, catching his foot on the back of it and falling face first onto the floor, but making a grab at Olii in the process.

"I do not." He hissed, immediately backing up and Also falling when vox caught part of his leg. He crawled backwards after he regained himself. He did laugh a little at Vox. "Maybe you are funny after all."

Vox flipped him off and just laid there for a moment before shifting into electricity and appearing closer to Olii, grabbing him by the ankles and pulling him over to himself. "I got you.~"

He was quick to shift from mocking vox to nerves, trying to kick his legs against the ground to back up but, of course, finding himself unable. Even though nervous, the smile across his face was frankly undeniable. "Waitwaitwaitwait!!"

"Really, I'm not patient enough to wait anymore." Vox grinned, shifting so he was sitting on Olii's legs to free both his hands. He scribbled his claws across Olii's pantline. "Look at your cute little smile."

Olii fell back against the floor with a shriek, hands weakly and clumsily shoving for vox's. He twisted and squirmed. Or at least tried. Uselessly. He gave small broken up protests between near cackles and frankly. Was quite glad he was layed practically crushing his tail.

"Hiii velve.." Olii sang softly, wrapping his arms around her from behind and burying his face in her neck. His arms were a bit slack and tired as he did so. "What are you doing?"

@olii-cat

"Heyyy" Velvette reached her hand and gently scratched behind his ears, "Just some social media stuff, keep it looking polished, how about you?"

Olii purred softly feeling her scratch behind his ear, smiling contently. "Mmm your boyfriend made me take a break and took all my work stuff. So I'm walking around, so I won't fall asleep and let him win."

"You're the only one he insists needs breaks" Velvette chuckles

"I know!" He scoffs, nuzzling in against her neck. "It was only 17 hours. I could've gone longer."

"Well." Velvette kisses his head, "I don't mind you taking breaks so I can see you."

He gave a sleepy smile. He wouldn't admit it to anyone but he WAS quite tired from working so long. He gently pressed a kiss against the side of her neck, slightly hunched over to hug around her shoulders. She was pretty much the only one he was taller than. In hell.

"You seem tired babe" Velvette says softly

"Mnot." He mumbled, perking his head back up so he didn't fall asleep right there. He was not about to fall asleep and prove he needed that break. He was going to stay awake.

"I worry 'bout you sometimes" Velvette sighs, scratching behing his ears again.

"You shouldn't." He purred again, interrupted by very very soft smiley titters. "I'm okay."

#y2k gf tag #rb

"I'm gonna getcha!~ I'm gonna getcha!~~"

-@voxstagram-8k

",,, fuck off. I'm working." Olii grumbled, cheeks flushing slightly. He pulled his hood up over his head.

"Are you now?" Vox leaned over Olii's shoulder to see the work in question. "You're plenty good at tuning me out when you want to. What's the difference now?~"

Olii yanked the strings of his hoodie so his hood closed in a little on his face. Usually he was good about it!! Not when vox took that tone with him. "Get- gone." He spoke, grabbing onto his tail and shoving it under him so it didn't swish back and forth.

"Aww, now why would I leave when I'm having such fun?" Vox grinned, resting his hands on Olii's sides before squeezing them lightly. He really did love the other's reactions when he came at him teasing.

"mpH-!" Both hands flew up to cover his mouth, practically digging his fingers into his cheek with how hard he pressed his hands onto his mouth to keep quiet, even though he'd only given one squeak. He knew that would not be the end of this. He tried his damnedest to glare, but his eyes found themselves squinted in a more nervous-giddy way he couldnt seem to shake. He tried to be intimidating and warning, but really it couldn't go very far.

"Oh yes, you're very scary, mhm." Vox teased, shifting to lightly scratch at Olii's sides with his claws instead of the squeezes. He made sure to change patterns and pressure periodically and such to keep Olii on his toes. Vox couldn't have him expecting what might come next and how to escape. "Now, how about you tell me what you've been up to beyond work recently?"

His eyes squeezed shut, legs curling up to his chest. Both arms slammed down against his sides, hugging around himself tightly. He pressed his mouth between his knees to try to hide the ever growing smile that he tried his hardest to keep at bay. He couldn't keep the noises at bay, though, no matter how much he attempted to. His head shook back and forth, nose scrunching up a little. Vox couldn't honestly think he was going to say anything like this? Absolutely not.

"Well, if you won't cooperate easily, I guess I'll just have to keep going..." Vox pulled his hands up from Olii's sides to under his arms. "Do you like here better?" He emphasized his words with little scritches. He had to admit this was definitely becoming one of his favorite pastimes.

"Nno-!" He yipped, both hands immediately grabbing onto his mouth again while sticking down against his sides, practically trapping vox's hands there. At least with it under his arms, he could do both. He curled in on himself a little tighter, muffling very quiet strained giggles behind his hands. His ear twitched near frantically.

"Oh, look! My hands are trapped now and I can't move them. If you'd really like them to move, you're going to lift your arms up for me, darling." Vox tugged at his hands lightly but not enough to actually dislodge them at all. Where would the fun be in just letting Olii off the hook so easily?

"NohoHO-!" He giggled out before he could stop himself. His feet kicked a tad in the air in front of him. With how much he was giggling, he couldn't even bargain with vox to go all anywhere other than the cubicles where other people were. He forced his mouth closed, holding his breath other than a small giddy whimper.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to find the release switch, then." Vox grinned. "My hands might be trapped, but I can get you other ways." He lightly zapped Olii's hips with electricity, not strong enough to do any damage, just to feel tickly.

An embarrassingly loud shriek escaped him feeling the shocks under his arms, which only caused him to clamp his arms down harder. His face was red by now, from holding his breath and embarrassment. He shook his head. "I CahAHAnt!!"

Vox chuckled, stilling his movements and pulling his hands away, before hugging Olii gently. "I won't kill you entirely. Not right now, anyway. Unless you tell me you want more...~"

He kept his arms hugged around himself, taking quick breaths before narrowing his eyes and glaring. "Not,, here."

"I doubt anyone actually paid any attention, but if it bothers you that much, I won't do it again." Vox shrugged before sitting on Olii's desk.

He furrowed his brows a little, standing up from his desk and pushing his chair in. A small grumble escaped him. "I didn't say not... Now."

Vox grinned. "Oh?~" Offering Olii a hand as he headed toward the elevator. He'd be nice and take Olii up to his suite to make sure no one else would be around.

Olii took the hand, bouncing back and forth from his heels to his toes repeatedly nervously. Sure he asked for this, but you know!! His eyes wandered everywhere other than vox.

Vox led Olii up to his suite. "There's no need to be so anxiety ridden. You've been up here plenty of times. It's not that different." He ruffled Olii's hair fondly in an attempt to distract him from being nervous.

"You think you're real funny, don't you?" He scoffed, immediately power walking out of the elevator as soon as they reached the right floor, putting a sofa between him and vox.

"Oh, come on. You asked for this and you're going to make me chase you all around this suite?" Vox sighed, slowly stalking around the couch, not taking his eyes off Olii.

"I didn't... Ask for anything." He slowly stalked around as well, away from Vox. "I- offered you a solution because of our contract. Yeah." He was lying. Duh. But he had to make some argument, even if it was a pathetic excuse of one.

"You practically did. And if this was just for the sake of our contract, I doubt you would have instigated after I was going to let you go. I think you enjoy it.~" Vox lunged at Olii over the couch, catching his foot on the back of it and falling face first onto the floor, but making a grab at Olii in the process.

"I do not." He hissed, immediately backing up and Also falling when vox caught part of his leg. He crawled backwards after he regained himself. He did laugh a little at Vox. "Maybe you are funny after all."

Vox flipped him off and just laid there for a moment before shifting into electricity and appearing closer to Olii, grabbing him by the ankles and pulling him over to himself. "I got you.~"

He was quick to shift from mocking vox to nerves, trying to kick his legs against the ground to back up but, of course, finding himself unable. Even though nervous, the smile across his face was frankly undeniable. "Waitwaitwaitwait!!"

"I'm gonna getcha!~ I'm gonna getcha!~~"

-@voxstagram-8k

",,, fuck off. I'm working." Olii grumbled, cheeks flushing slightly. He pulled his hood up over his head.

"Are you now?" Vox leaned over Olii's shoulder to see the work in question. "You're plenty good at tuning me out when you want to. What's the difference now?~"

Olii yanked the strings of his hoodie so his hood closed in a little on his face. Usually he was good about it!! Not when vox took that tone with him. "Get- gone." He spoke, grabbing onto his tail and shoving it under him so it didn't swish back and forth.

"Aww, now why would I leave when I'm having such fun?" Vox grinned, resting his hands on Olii's sides before squeezing them lightly. He really did love the other's reactions when he came at him teasing.

"mpH-!" Both hands flew up to cover his mouth, practically digging his fingers into his cheek with how hard he pressed his hands onto his mouth to keep quiet, even though he'd only given one squeak. He knew that would not be the end of this. He tried his damnedest to glare, but his eyes found themselves squinted in a more nervous-giddy way he couldnt seem to shake. He tried to be intimidating and warning, but really it couldn't go very far.

"Oh yes, you're very scary, mhm." Vox teased, shifting to lightly scratch at Olii's sides with his claws instead of the squeezes. He made sure to change patterns and pressure periodically and such to keep Olii on his toes. Vox couldn't have him expecting what might come next and how to escape. "Now, how about you tell me what you've been up to beyond work recently?"

His eyes squeezed shut, legs curling up to his chest. Both arms slammed down against his sides, hugging around himself tightly. He pressed his mouth between his knees to try to hide the ever growing smile that he tried his hardest to keep at bay. He couldn't keep the noises at bay, though, no matter how much he attempted to. His head shook back and forth, nose scrunching up a little. Vox couldn't honestly think he was going to say anything like this? Absolutely not.

"Well, if you won't cooperate easily, I guess I'll just have to keep going..." Vox pulled his hands up from Olii's sides to under his arms. "Do you like here better?" He emphasized his words with little scritches. He had to admit this was definitely becoming one of his favorite pastimes.

"Nno-!" He yipped, both hands immediately grabbing onto his mouth again while sticking down against his sides, practically trapping vox's hands there. At least with it under his arms, he could do both. He curled in on himself a little tighter, muffling very quiet strained giggles behind his hands. His ear twitched near frantically.

"Oh, look! My hands are trapped now and I can't move them. If you'd really like them to move, you're going to lift your arms up for me, darling." Vox tugged at his hands lightly but not enough to actually dislodge them at all. Where would the fun be in just letting Olii off the hook so easily?

"NohoHO-!" He giggled out before he could stop himself. His feet kicked a tad in the air in front of him. With how much he was giggling, he couldn't even bargain with vox to go all anywhere other than the cubicles where other people were. He forced his mouth closed, holding his breath other than a small giddy whimper.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to find the release switch, then." Vox grinned. "My hands might be trapped, but I can get you other ways." He lightly zapped Olii's hips with electricity, not strong enough to do any damage, just to feel tickly.

An embarrassingly loud shriek escaped him feeling the shocks under his arms, which only caused him to clamp his arms down harder. His face was red by now, from holding his breath and embarrassment. He shook his head. "I CahAHAnt!!"

Vox chuckled, stilling his movements and pulling his hands away, before hugging Olii gently. "I won't kill you entirely. Not right now, anyway. Unless you tell me you want more...~"

He kept his arms hugged around himself, taking quick breaths before narrowing his eyes and glaring. "Not,, here."

"I doubt anyone actually paid any attention, but if it bothers you that much, I won't do it again." Vox shrugged before sitting on Olii's desk.

He furrowed his brows a little, standing up from his desk and pushing his chair in. A small grumble escaped him. "I didn't say not... Now."

Vox grinned. "Oh?~" Offering Olii a hand as he headed toward the elevator. He'd be nice and take Olii up to his suite to make sure no one else would be around.

Olii took the hand, bouncing back and forth from his heels to his toes repeatedly nervously. Sure he asked for this, but you know!! His eyes wandered everywhere other than vox.

Vox led Olii up to his suite. "There's no need to be so anxiety ridden. You've been up here plenty of times. It's not that different." He ruffled Olii's hair fondly in an attempt to distract him from being nervous.

"You think you're real funny, don't you?" He scoffed, immediately power walking out of the elevator as soon as they reached the right floor, putting a sofa between him and vox.

"Oh, come on. You asked for this and you're going to make me chase you all around this suite?" Vox sighed, slowly stalking around the couch, not taking his eyes off Olii.

"I didn't... Ask for anything." He slowly stalked around as well, away from Vox. "I- offered you a solution because of our contract. Yeah." He was lying. Duh. But he had to make some argument, even if it was a pathetic excuse of one.

"You practically did. And if this was just for the sake of our contract, I doubt you would have instigated after I was going to let you go. I think you enjoy it.~" Vox lunged at Olii over the couch, catching his foot on the back of it and falling face first onto the floor, but making a grab at Olii in the process.

"I do not." He hissed, immediately backing up and Also falling when vox caught part of his leg. He crawled backwards after he regained himself. He did laugh a little at Vox. "Maybe you are funny after all."

"I'm gonna getcha!~ I'm gonna getcha!~~"

-@voxstagram-8k

",,, fuck off. I'm working." Olii grumbled, cheeks flushing slightly. He pulled his hood up over his head.

"Are you now?" Vox leaned over Olii's shoulder to see the work in question. "You're plenty good at tuning me out when you want to. What's the difference now?~"

Olii yanked the strings of his hoodie so his hood closed in a little on his face. Usually he was good about it!! Not when vox took that tone with him. "Get- gone." He spoke, grabbing onto his tail and shoving it under him so it didn't swish back and forth.

"Aww, now why would I leave when I'm having such fun?" Vox grinned, resting his hands on Olii's sides before squeezing them lightly. He really did love the other's reactions when he came at him teasing.

"mpH-!" Both hands flew up to cover his mouth, practically digging his fingers into his cheek with how hard he pressed his hands onto his mouth to keep quiet, even though he'd only given one squeak. He knew that would not be the end of this. He tried his damnedest to glare, but his eyes found themselves squinted in a more nervous-giddy way he couldnt seem to shake. He tried to be intimidating and warning, but really it couldn't go very far.

"Oh yes, you're very scary, mhm." Vox teased, shifting to lightly scratch at Olii's sides with his claws instead of the squeezes. He made sure to change patterns and pressure periodically and such to keep Olii on his toes. Vox couldn't have him expecting what might come next and how to escape. "Now, how about you tell me what you've been up to beyond work recently?"

His eyes squeezed shut, legs curling up to his chest. Both arms slammed down against his sides, hugging around himself tightly. He pressed his mouth between his knees to try to hide the ever growing smile that he tried his hardest to keep at bay. He couldn't keep the noises at bay, though, no matter how much he attempted to. His head shook back and forth, nose scrunching up a little. Vox couldn't honestly think he was going to say anything like this? Absolutely not.

"Well, if you won't cooperate easily, I guess I'll just have to keep going..." Vox pulled his hands up from Olii's sides to under his arms. "Do you like here better?" He emphasized his words with little scritches. He had to admit this was definitely becoming one of his favorite pastimes.

"Nno-!" He yipped, both hands immediately grabbing onto his mouth again while sticking down against his sides, practically trapping vox's hands there. At least with it under his arms, he could do both. He curled in on himself a little tighter, muffling very quiet strained giggles behind his hands. His ear twitched near frantically.

"Oh, look! My hands are trapped now and I can't move them. If you'd really like them to move, you're going to lift your arms up for me, darling." Vox tugged at his hands lightly but not enough to actually dislodge them at all. Where would the fun be in just letting Olii off the hook so easily?

"NohoHO-!" He giggled out before he could stop himself. His feet kicked a tad in the air in front of him. With how much he was giggling, he couldn't even bargain with vox to go all anywhere other than the cubicles where other people were. He forced his mouth closed, holding his breath other than a small giddy whimper.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to find the release switch, then." Vox grinned. "My hands might be trapped, but I can get you other ways." He lightly zapped Olii's hips with electricity, not strong enough to do any damage, just to feel tickly.

An embarrassingly loud shriek escaped him feeling the shocks under his arms, which only caused him to clamp his arms down harder. His face was red by now, from holding his breath and embarrassment. He shook his head. "I CahAHAnt!!"

Vox chuckled, stilling his movements and pulling his hands away, before hugging Olii gently. "I won't kill you entirely. Not right now, anyway. Unless you tell me you want more...~"

He kept his arms hugged around himself, taking quick breaths before narrowing his eyes and glaring. "Not,, here."

"I doubt anyone actually paid any attention, but if it bothers you that much, I won't do it again." Vox shrugged before sitting on Olii's desk.

He furrowed his brows a little, standing up from his desk and pushing his chair in. A small grumble escaped him. "I didn't say not... Now."

Vox grinned. "Oh?~" Offering Olii a hand as he headed toward the elevator. He'd be nice and take Olii up to his suite to make sure no one else would be around.

Olii took the hand, bouncing back and forth from his heels to his toes repeatedly nervously. Sure he asked for this, but you know!! His eyes wandered everywhere other than vox.

Vox led Olii up to his suite. "There's no need to be so anxiety ridden. You've been up here plenty of times. It's not that different." He ruffled Olii's hair fondly in an attempt to distract him from being nervous.

"You think you're real funny, don't you?" He scoffed, immediately power walking out of the elevator as soon as they reached the right floor, putting a sofa between him and vox.

"Oh, come on. You asked for this and you're going to make me chase you all around this suite?" Vox sighed, slowly stalking around the couch, not taking his eyes off Olii.

"I didn't... Ask for anything." He slowly stalked around as well, away from Vox. "I- offered you a solution because of our contract. Yeah." He was lying. Duh. But he had to make some argument, even if it was a pathetic excuse of one.

"I'm gonna getcha!~ I'm gonna getcha!~~"

-@voxstagram-8k

",,, fuck off. I'm working." Olii grumbled, cheeks flushing slightly. He pulled his hood up over his head.

"Are you now?" Vox leaned over Olii's shoulder to see the work in question. "You're plenty good at tuning me out when you want to. What's the difference now?~"

Olii yanked the strings of his hoodie so his hood closed in a little on his face. Usually he was good about it!! Not when vox took that tone with him. "Get- gone." He spoke, grabbing onto his tail and shoving it under him so it didn't swish back and forth.

"Aww, now why would I leave when I'm having such fun?" Vox grinned, resting his hands on Olii's sides before squeezing them lightly. He really did love the other's reactions when he came at him teasing.

"mpH-!" Both hands flew up to cover his mouth, practically digging his fingers into his cheek with how hard he pressed his hands onto his mouth to keep quiet, even though he'd only given one squeak. He knew that would not be the end of this. He tried his damnedest to glare, but his eyes found themselves squinted in a more nervous-giddy way he couldnt seem to shake. He tried to be intimidating and warning, but really it couldn't go very far.

"Oh yes, you're very scary, mhm." Vox teased, shifting to lightly scratch at Olii's sides with his claws instead of the squeezes. He made sure to change patterns and pressure periodically and such to keep Olii on his toes. Vox couldn't have him expecting what might come next and how to escape. "Now, how about you tell me what you've been up to beyond work recently?"

His eyes squeezed shut, legs curling up to his chest. Both arms slammed down against his sides, hugging around himself tightly. He pressed his mouth between his knees to try to hide the ever growing smile that he tried his hardest to keep at bay. He couldn't keep the noises at bay, though, no matter how much he attempted to. His head shook back and forth, nose scrunching up a little. Vox couldn't honestly think he was going to say anything like this? Absolutely not.

"Well, if you won't cooperate easily, I guess I'll just have to keep going..." Vox pulled his hands up from Olii's sides to under his arms. "Do you like here better?" He emphasized his words with little scritches. He had to admit this was definitely becoming one of his favorite pastimes.

"Nno-!" He yipped, both hands immediately grabbing onto his mouth again while sticking down against his sides, practically trapping vox's hands there. At least with it under his arms, he could do both. He curled in on himself a little tighter, muffling very quiet strained giggles behind his hands. His ear twitched near frantically.

"Oh, look! My hands are trapped now and I can't move them. If you'd really like them to move, you're going to lift your arms up for me, darling." Vox tugged at his hands lightly but not enough to actually dislodge them at all. Where would the fun be in just letting Olii off the hook so easily?

"NohoHO-!" He giggled out before he could stop himself. His feet kicked a tad in the air in front of him. With how much he was giggling, he couldn't even bargain with vox to go all anywhere other than the cubicles where other people were. He forced his mouth closed, holding his breath other than a small giddy whimper.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to find the release switch, then." Vox grinned. "My hands might be trapped, but I can get you other ways." He lightly zapped Olii's hips with electricity, not strong enough to do any damage, just to feel tickly.

An embarrassingly loud shriek escaped him feeling the shocks under his arms, which only caused him to clamp his arms down harder. His face was red by now, from holding his breath and embarrassment. He shook his head. "I CahAHAnt!!"

Vox chuckled, stilling his movements and pulling his hands away, before hugging Olii gently. "I won't kill you entirely. Not right now, anyway. Unless you tell me you want more...~"

He kept his arms hugged around himself, taking quick breaths before narrowing his eyes and glaring. "Not,, here."

"I doubt anyone actually paid any attention, but if it bothers you that much, I won't do it again." Vox shrugged before sitting on Olii's desk.

He furrowed his brows a little, standing up from his desk and pushing his chair in. A small grumble escaped him. "I didn't say not... Now."

Vox grinned. "Oh?~" Offering Olii a hand as he headed toward the elevator. He'd be nice and take Olii up to his suite to make sure no one else would be around.

Olii took the hand, bouncing back and forth from his heels to his toes repeatedly nervously. Sure he asked for this, but you know!! His eyes wandered everywhere other than vox.

Vox led Olii up to his suite. "There's no need to be so anxiety ridden. You've been up here plenty of times. It's not that different." He ruffled Olii's hair fondly in an attempt to distract him from being nervous.

"You think you're real funny, don't you?" He scoffed, immediately power walking out of the elevator as soon as they reached the right floor, putting a sofa between him and vox.