It had been a little while since Hemlock had saved a version of Avis that still had his little brother. And truthfully, he worried about them. Seeing them in The Hotel had just cemented the idea in that he had to go visit. So after a little bit of searching and a trip to go annoy Mod into telling him where the kids are, he finds himself slowly sneaking up on Avis in fox form, and nuzzling against his legs.
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Initially, Avis does not notice, just mumbling, "not now Tigger." Clearly assuming it was just his cat bothering him. He was hunched over a desk completely focused on a stack of homework that he'd left until the last minute.
Adri was curled up on the couch, watching a tv show. His wheelchair pushed nearby and a weighted doll in his lap.
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"I don't like to think of her as Artanis. I like to think of her as a complete waste of potential. The only female artificer of her generation who is worthy of being my apprentice and she despises me, based on what? Personality? Grow up and dedicate yourself to your craft. --Oh, you weren't asking about apprenticeship? You were asking about romance?"
Feanare laughs for about 35 seconds straight, which is much longer than it sounds when one is sitting uncomfortably in front of a princess who is laughing uproariously.
"Absolutely not. That's my half-niece, which is hardly related at all, but related enough that I held her and her father as babies. No, ew, and again, no."
"You know I've always admired the way you looked." Vox said with a smirk. He brushed a hand along the side of Alastor's face, metallic claws caressing the skin gently. "The way you spoke.. how you did everything, really."
His hand dropped to his jaw, cradling his chin in he palm of his hand now. He'd tilted the other Overlord's head up to look at him while he spoke. Smirking with a smug arrogance which edged the madness that he had clearly slipped into. The swirling hypnotic stare within Alastor's eyes told him that he was still under his control. He wouldn't fight back. That would make this a little easier. Vox could do whatever he wanted to, to him and he would have no choice but to listen and obey. So long as he was under his brainwashing influence. And that was couldn't be any more of a turn on to him. Having full control, being able to topple Alastor after all these years. Finally. Oh, how the tables had turned.
"Ha, I was so confused for awhile. Why being near you made my skin crawl and the way it effected my body. And then i met Val and it all made sense." Vox squeezed his jaw in his hand, until he was able to wedge his mouth open. "To think I'd lived my entire life never realizing I could be into men as well. You don't know how hard that was on me when all I wanted to do was touch you - it made no sense. It was appalling."
Now he forced his index and middle finger into his mouth, pushing them in past his lips and teeth. The two digits curling along his tongue, sliding along it before he forced them back into his throat. He exhaled deeply while he used his fingers to essentially finger-fuck his mouth. Those claws of his thrusting down his throat and back, running over and along his tongue, brushing the tips of of them along it and the sides of his throat that he could reach. All the while, he reached up with his free hand to tug and loosen his bowtie. Giving himself a little more room to breathe since he was starting to become uncomfortable in his own clothing.
"Ohh I wanted to do this for such a long time. Even if I would have told you how badly I wanted you back then, haha, would it have mattered? Hahahaha! That's a fucking joke!" His tone was bitter, laced in anguish and the madness he seemed to tip into.
Vox unzipped the front of his own pants then with his free hand and slid his hand down into them, shamelessly stroking himself now. His breathing becoming a bit uneven. Still he kept his fingers in his mouth, teasing and toying with his tongue, running the digits down into his throat. The more he did, the faster his hand worked himself, earning some breathy moans here and there. Small jolts of electricity jolting from the base of his antenna. He cursed quietly under his breath. Shit. This wasn't enough. He wanted to get off like this, to have him sit there and watch him do it. But this wasn't enough.
With that he retracted his fingers from his mouth and instead took a firm hold on his jaw once again. Vox leaned forward, his hypnotic eye swirling "Stay right there like a good boy. I want you to keep that mouth of your's nice and wide for me until I tell you otherwise. And don't even think about using those teeth."
Keeping a firm hand on his jaw, he stepped closer to him and leaned his hips towards him. Vox guided himself into his mouth, shuddering at the sensation. The wet, warmth of his mouth around his cock felt amazing. Oh and it was Alastor. The one person he'd wanted the longest, the one person he hated more than anything. This was being done purely out of his own hatred and obsession for him, but oh if he wasn't going to enjoy every moment of it. Already hard and quivering from anticipation.
"Oh, fuck.." He huffed. He leaned over him a little, his hand sliding from his jaw into his hair, pushing his head further down on him. "Alastor.. ah. Fuck." He had to steady himself, instruct him with his hypnosis. He'd given him a command not to move. Another jolt of electricity went down his antenna and he tried again. "You're going to suck my dick, Alastor. So don't disappoint me."
@the-devil-less-known ⚡ Lucifer sat there, squinting at Alastor suspiciously for a long drawn out moment, then came and scooted a little closer until he was right next to him. "I have a question, and I'll answer any question from you as honestly as you're answering mine. But, what's the underlying reason that you're here for? I don't get it. It can't be to watch it fail when apparently the place does work for redemption..."
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"Why am I here?" He lifted a brow. Curses. He felt some strange compulsion to be truthful. Alastor’s grin tightened. He'd tell him the truth, alright. "I'm here because I'm interested in you." It wasnt a lie. Just the truth he wasnt going to elaborate on. He'd let him take that as he wanted. Aware of their most recent..activities, how it could sound.
