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Velvette shoves a box in Vox's hands "hold this for me" and runs off

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Vox blinked. "Okay-?"

Velvette runs from the room as the box pops open, red glitter explodes out, along with an Alastor doll and a note from velvette "wouldn't want you forgetting about your favorite demon :)"

"VELVETTE! I'm going to be cleaning glitter out of my circuts for weeks!" Vox chased her.

Velvette runs through the tower ducking behind a door, giggling

Vox caught her, pulling her close and making sure to get the glitter all on her as well. "I'm making you help me clean this off later."

Velvette swatted at him "Vox!! And helllll no. I'm busy!"

"Too busy for me, Velvette, my dear?" Vox feigned looking hurt.

Velvette blinks "that's not fair" she pouted

Vox grinned. "Why not?" And leaned in cloeer.

"Because you're a bitch" velvette stuck her tongue out

Ask him that question ok velvette

"Uhh...okay?"

#kisses darling

Velvette shoves a box in Vox's hands "hold this for me" and runs off

@velvettee-lee

Vox blinked. "Okay-?"

Velvette runs from the room as the box pops open, red glitter explodes out, along with an Alastor doll and a note from velvette "wouldn't want you forgetting about your favorite demon :)"

"VELVETTE! I'm going to be cleaning glitter out of my circuts for weeks!" Vox chased her.

Velvette runs through the tower ducking behind a door, giggling

Vox caught her, pulling her close and making sure to get the glitter all on her as well. "I'm making you help me clean this off later."

Velvette swatted at him "Vox!! And helllll no. I'm busy!"

"Too busy for me, Velvette, my dear?" Vox feigned looking hurt.

Velvette blinks "that's not fair" she pouted

Velvette shoves a box in Vox's hands "hold this for me" and runs off

@velvettee-lee

Vox blinked. "Okay-?"

Velvette runs from the room as the box pops open, red glitter explodes out, along with an Alastor doll and a note from velvette "wouldn't want you forgetting about your favorite demon :)"

"VELVETTE! I'm going to be cleaning glitter out of my circuts for weeks!" Vox chased her.

Velvette runs through the tower ducking behind a door, giggling

Vox caught her, pulling her close and making sure to get the glitter all on her as well. "I'm making you help me clean this off later."

Velvette swatted at him "Vox!! And helllll no. I'm busy!"

Velvette shoves a box in Vox's hands "hold this for me" and runs off

@velvettee-lee

Vox blinked. "Okay-?"

Velvette runs from the room as the box pops open, red glitter explodes out, along with an Alastor doll and a note from velvette "wouldn't want you forgetting about your favorite demon :)"

"VELVETTE! I'm going to be cleaning glitter out of my circuts for weeks!" Vox chased her.

Velvette runs through the tower ducking behind a door, giggling

Velvette shoves a box in Vox's hands "hold this for me" and runs off

@velvettee-lee

Vox blinked. "Okay-?"

Velvette runs from the room as the box pops open, red glitter explodes out, along with an Alastor doll and a note from velvette "wouldn't want you forgetting about your favorite demon :)"

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Do everything in your power, hug them, compliment them, flirt with them. Anything goes!

#vel's catwalk

"Voxxxxx, Val tore up another model and I really need to try this outfit out...help?" Velvette put on her best puppy eyes

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"I'm sure we can borrow one of his workers as payback, darling." Vox didn't even glance up from his phone. "I'm sure he'll understand."

"I don't need one of them. And if I got talk to him right now I'll rip him apart...please vox? It'll look good on you."

Vox's head snapped up. "You want me to model it for you? Me??? Velvette. I'm a computer guy. Not a fashion guy."

"Please vox?" Velvette pleads "I need someone asap and even if I did want one of Valentino's workers, he'd probably talk about how they have all this work first. I don't have that kind of time."

Vox sighed. "Fine. Don't you dare ever try to tell me I don't love you." He stood up and kissed Velvette's head. "Don't make me look stupid."

"I would never imply you don't. And nothing I make looks stupid." Velvette grins, pulling him to her studio

"You're a menace, darling." Vox kissed her knuckles as he followed.

Velvette pushes him in front of the mirror "I'll be nice, blue or red?"

"Blue, obviously. What other color do I ever wear?" Vox adjusted his bow tie in the mirror.

Velvette plucks to bow tie away and sets it aside and snaps her fingers, leaving him in a blue sparkly ballgown

"I am not wearing this anywhere anyone can see. And you are not posting this on social media." Vox crossed his arms.

"What if I crop your face out?" Velvette makes a few adjustments

"Absolutely not. I can't think of any other male with blue skin you'd have in your studio. Couldn't you have found anything other than a dress to put me in?" As exasperated as Vox was, his tone was still fond.

"I have ways to hide that. And no, I have a dress line about to come out..blame Valentino." Velvette grins

Vox groaned. "Why didn't you make him model this for you, then? As revenge? Can I even walk in this thing?"

"Told you, if I see him, I'll kill him. Yes you can stop being dramatic."

"I think him dying might be preferable to this..." Vox looked depressedly down at his attire.

Velvette flicks the back of his head "Behave...hmm...maybe a skirt would work better...make a two piece."

"Consider: pants. They're this delightful new thing that allows movement. Astonishing, really."

"Done too many pants recently" Velvette snaps her fingers and turns it into a skirt and cropped top, with the skirt having a high slit

"This is!!! Worse!!!" Vox blushed lightly, holding the slit firmly closed with both hands.

"No its not" Velvette swats at his hand taking a quick photo and sending it to someone smirking

"Velvette!" Vox protests. "Who the hell did you send that to?"

"What's it to ya?" Velvette grins and leans closer

"Because if it's not Val I'll fucking end them. Val's the slut here, not me." Vox threatened. "Now give me some goddamn pants. Or for the love of God something not so revealing."

"Of course it was Val, calm your non existent tits," Velvette tosses him some jeans

"You've threatened to send shit like that to not Val before." Vox put the jeans on. "For all I know you'd send it to fucking Olii just to piss me off and make him have even less respect for me."

"Now there's an idea..." Velvette pulls her phone back out

Vox tackled her, grabbing her phone. "Absolutely not." And deleted the photo. "That stays between me, you, and Val."

"...There's ways I can get that back Voxxy" Velvette grins snatching her phone back

"Velvette I swear to fucking god I'll black access to social media on all your devices if you do that!"

"So aggressive" Velvette pouts, "I'm trying to have fun"

"Fun involves that not going out anywhere else! Behave!" Vox fussed.

"I always behave" Velvette pats the top of his monitor

Vox caught her wrist. "Ass." And pulled her close, dipping her.

Velvette blushed "hi there-"

"I'm sure I can persuade you to let this end here, can't I, darling?" Vox smiled.

"Perhaps" Velvette stammered out

Vox chuckled, pulling her up and spinning her into a hug, holding both her hands. "I thought so."

Velvette blushes and nudges him gently "don't even."

"I'm sorry, am I distracting you from your fashion?" Vox teased, kissing her neck lightly.

"As if i get distracted" Velvette huffs but doesn't push him away

"Of course not, darling." Vox picked her up bridal style, carrying her over to a couch and sitting down with her in his lap.

Velvette huffs and scrolls on her phone.

"Voxxxxx, Val tore up another model and I really need to try this outfit out...help?" Velvette put on her best puppy eyes

@velvettee-lee

"I'm sure we can borrow one of his workers as payback, darling." Vox didn't even glance up from his phone. "I'm sure he'll understand."

"I don't need one of them. And if I got talk to him right now I'll rip him apart...please vox? It'll look good on you."

Vox's head snapped up. "You want me to model it for you? Me??? Velvette. I'm a computer guy. Not a fashion guy."

"Please vox?" Velvette pleads "I need someone asap and even if I did want one of Valentino's workers, he'd probably talk about how they have all this work first. I don't have that kind of time."

Vox sighed. "Fine. Don't you dare ever try to tell me I don't love you." He stood up and kissed Velvette's head. "Don't make me look stupid."

"I would never imply you don't. And nothing I make looks stupid." Velvette grins, pulling him to her studio

"You're a menace, darling." Vox kissed her knuckles as he followed.

Velvette pushes him in front of the mirror "I'll be nice, blue or red?"

"Blue, obviously. What other color do I ever wear?" Vox adjusted his bow tie in the mirror.

Velvette plucks to bow tie away and sets it aside and snaps her fingers, leaving him in a blue sparkly ballgown

"I am not wearing this anywhere anyone can see. And you are not posting this on social media." Vox crossed his arms.

"What if I crop your face out?" Velvette makes a few adjustments

"I have ways to hide that. And no, I have a dress line about to come out..blame Valentino." Velvette grins

Vox groaned. "Why didn't you make him model this for you, then? As revenge? Can I even walk in this thing?"

"Told you, if I see him, I'll kill him. Yes you can stop being dramatic."

"I think him dying might be preferable to this..." Vox looked depressedly down at his attire.

Velvette flicks the back of his head "Behave...hmm...maybe a skirt would work better...make a two piece."

"Consider: pants. They're this delightful new thing that allows movement. Astonishing, really."

"Done too many pants recently" Velvette snaps her fingers and turns it into a skirt and cropped top, with the skirt having a high slit

"This is!!! Worse!!!" Vox blushed lightly, holding the slit firmly closed with both hands.

"No its not" Velvette swats at his hand taking a quick photo and sending it to someone smirking

"Velvette!" Vox protests. "Who the hell did you send that to?"

"What's it to ya?" Velvette grins and leans closer

"Because if it's not Val I'll fucking end them. Val's the slut here, not me." Vox threatened. "Now give me some goddamn pants. Or for the love of God something not so revealing."

"Of course it was Val, calm your non existent tits," Velvette tosses him some jeans

"You've threatened to send shit like that to not Val before." Vox put the jeans on. "For all I know you'd send it to fucking Olii just to piss me off and make him have even less respect for me."

"Now there's an idea..." Velvette pulls her phone back out

Vox tackled her, grabbing her phone. "Absolutely not." And deleted the photo. "That stays between me, you, and Val."

"...There's ways I can get that back Voxxy" Velvette grins snatching her phone back

"Velvette I swear to fucking god I'll black access to social media on all your devices if you do that!"

"So aggressive" Velvette pouts, "I'm trying to have fun"

"Fun involves that not going out anywhere else! Behave!" Vox fussed.

"I always behave" Velvette pats the top of his monitor

Vox caught her wrist. "Ass." And pulled her close, dipping her.

Velvette blushed "hi there-"

"I'm sure I can persuade you to let this end here, can't I, darling?" Vox smiled.

"Perhaps" Velvette stammered out

Vox chuckled, pulling her up and spinning her into a hug, holding both her hands. "I thought so."

Velvette blushes and nudges him gently "don't even."

"I'm sorry, am I distracting you from your fashion?" Vox teased, kissing her neck lightly.

"As if i get distracted" Velvette huffs but doesn't push him away

"Voxxxxx, Val tore up another model and I really need to try this outfit out...help?" Velvette put on her best puppy eyes

@velvettee-lee

"I'm sure we can borrow one of his workers as payback, darling." Vox didn't even glance up from his phone. "I'm sure he'll understand."

"I don't need one of them. And if I got talk to him right now I'll rip him apart...please vox? It'll look good on you."

Vox's head snapped up. "You want me to model it for you? Me??? Velvette. I'm a computer guy. Not a fashion guy."

"Please vox?" Velvette pleads "I need someone asap and even if I did want one of Valentino's workers, he'd probably talk about how they have all this work first. I don't have that kind of time."

Vox sighed. "Fine. Don't you dare ever try to tell me I don't love you." He stood up and kissed Velvette's head. "Don't make me look stupid."

"I would never imply you don't. And nothing I make looks stupid." Velvette grins, pulling him to her studio

"You're a menace, darling." Vox kissed her knuckles as he followed.

Velvette pushes him in front of the mirror "I'll be nice, blue or red?"

"Blue, obviously. What other color do I ever wear?" Vox adjusted his bow tie in the mirror.

Velvette plucks to bow tie away and sets it aside and snaps her fingers, leaving him in a blue sparkly ballgown

"I am not wearing this anywhere anyone can see. And you are not posting this on social media." Vox crossed his arms.

"What if I crop your face out?" Velvette makes a few adjustments

"I have ways to hide that. And no, I have a dress line about to come out..blame Valentino." Velvette grins

Vox groaned. "Why didn't you make him model this for you, then? As revenge? Can I even walk in this thing?"

"Told you, if I see him, I'll kill him. Yes you can stop being dramatic."

"I think him dying might be preferable to this..." Vox looked depressedly down at his attire.

Velvette flicks the back of his head "Behave...hmm...maybe a skirt would work better...make a two piece."

"Consider: pants. They're this delightful new thing that allows movement. Astonishing, really."

"Done too many pants recently" Velvette snaps her fingers and turns it into a skirt and cropped top, with the skirt having a high slit

"This is!!! Worse!!!" Vox blushed lightly, holding the slit firmly closed with both hands.

"No its not" Velvette swats at his hand taking a quick photo and sending it to someone smirking

"Velvette!" Vox protests. "Who the hell did you send that to?"

"What's it to ya?" Velvette grins and leans closer

"Because if it's not Val I'll fucking end them. Val's the slut here, not me." Vox threatened. "Now give me some goddamn pants. Or for the love of God something not so revealing."

"Of course it was Val, calm your non existent tits," Velvette tosses him some jeans

"You've threatened to send shit like that to not Val before." Vox put the jeans on. "For all I know you'd send it to fucking Olii just to piss me off and make him have even less respect for me."

"Now there's an idea..." Velvette pulls her phone back out

Vox tackled her, grabbing her phone. "Absolutely not." And deleted the photo. "That stays between me, you, and Val."

"...There's ways I can get that back Voxxy" Velvette grins snatching her phone back

"Velvette I swear to fucking god I'll black access to social media on all your devices if you do that!"

"So aggressive" Velvette pouts, "I'm trying to have fun"

"Fun involves that not going out anywhere else! Behave!" Vox fussed.

"I always behave" Velvette pats the top of his monitor

Vox caught her wrist. "Ass." And pulled her close, dipping her.

Velvette blushed "hi there-"

"I'm sure I can persuade you to let this end here, can't I, darling?" Vox smiled.

"Perhaps" Velvette stammered out

Vox chuckled, pulling her up and spinning her into a hug, holding both her hands. "I thought so."

Velvette blushes and nudges him gently "don't even."

"Voxxxxx, Val tore up another model and I really need to try this outfit out...help?" Velvette put on her best puppy eyes

@velvettee-lee

"I'm sure we can borrow one of his workers as payback, darling." Vox didn't even glance up from his phone. "I'm sure he'll understand."

"I don't need one of them. And if I got talk to him right now I'll rip him apart...please vox? It'll look good on you."

Vox's head snapped up. "You want me to model it for you? Me??? Velvette. I'm a computer guy. Not a fashion guy."

"Please vox?" Velvette pleads "I need someone asap and even if I did want one of Valentino's workers, he'd probably talk about how they have all this work first. I don't have that kind of time."

Vox sighed. "Fine. Don't you dare ever try to tell me I don't love you." He stood up and kissed Velvette's head. "Don't make me look stupid."

"I would never imply you don't. And nothing I make looks stupid." Velvette grins, pulling him to her studio

"You're a menace, darling." Vox kissed her knuckles as he followed.

Velvette pushes him in front of the mirror "I'll be nice, blue or red?"

"Blue, obviously. What other color do I ever wear?" Vox adjusted his bow tie in the mirror.

Velvette plucks to bow tie away and sets it aside and snaps her fingers, leaving him in a blue sparkly ballgown

"I am not wearing this anywhere anyone can see. And you are not posting this on social media." Vox crossed his arms.

"What if I crop your face out?" Velvette makes a few adjustments

"I have ways to hide that. And no, I have a dress line about to come out..blame Valentino." Velvette grins

Vox groaned. "Why didn't you make him model this for you, then? As revenge? Can I even walk in this thing?"

"Told you, if I see him, I'll kill him. Yes you can stop being dramatic."

"I think him dying might be preferable to this..." Vox looked depressedly down at his attire.

Velvette flicks the back of his head "Behave...hmm...maybe a skirt would work better...make a two piece."

"Consider: pants. They're this delightful new thing that allows movement. Astonishing, really."

"Done too many pants recently" Velvette snaps her fingers and turns it into a skirt and cropped top, with the skirt having a high slit

"This is!!! Worse!!!" Vox blushed lightly, holding the slit firmly closed with both hands.

"No its not" Velvette swats at his hand taking a quick photo and sending it to someone smirking

"Velvette!" Vox protests. "Who the hell did you send that to?"

"What's it to ya?" Velvette grins and leans closer

"Because if it's not Val I'll fucking end them. Val's the slut here, not me." Vox threatened. "Now give me some goddamn pants. Or for the love of God something not so revealing."

"Of course it was Val, calm your non existent tits," Velvette tosses him some jeans

"You've threatened to send shit like that to not Val before." Vox put the jeans on. "For all I know you'd send it to fucking Olii just to piss me off and make him have even less respect for me."

"Now there's an idea..." Velvette pulls her phone back out

Vox tackled her, grabbing her phone. "Absolutely not." And deleted the photo. "That stays between me, you, and Val."

"...There's ways I can get that back Voxxy" Velvette grins snatching her phone back

"Velvette I swear to fucking god I'll black access to social media on all your devices if you do that!"

"So aggressive" Velvette pouts, "I'm trying to have fun"

"Fun involves that not going out anywhere else! Behave!" Vox fussed.

"I always behave" Velvette pats the top of his monitor

Vox caught her wrist. "Ass." And pulled her close, dipping her.

Velvette blushed "hi there-"

"I'm sure I can persuade you to let this end here, can't I, darling?" Vox smiled.

"Perhaps" Velvette stammered out

"Voxxxxx, Val tore up another model and I really need to try this outfit out...help?" Velvette put on her best puppy eyes

@velvettee-lee

"I'm sure we can borrow one of his workers as payback, darling." Vox didn't even glance up from his phone. "I'm sure he'll understand."

"I don't need one of them. And if I got talk to him right now I'll rip him apart...please vox? It'll look good on you."

Vox's head snapped up. "You want me to model it for you? Me??? Velvette. I'm a computer guy. Not a fashion guy."

"Please vox?" Velvette pleads "I need someone asap and even if I did want one of Valentino's workers, he'd probably talk about how they have all this work first. I don't have that kind of time."

Vox sighed. "Fine. Don't you dare ever try to tell me I don't love you." He stood up and kissed Velvette's head. "Don't make me look stupid."

"I would never imply you don't. And nothing I make looks stupid." Velvette grins, pulling him to her studio

"You're a menace, darling." Vox kissed her knuckles as he followed.

Velvette pushes him in front of the mirror "I'll be nice, blue or red?"

"Blue, obviously. What other color do I ever wear?" Vox adjusted his bow tie in the mirror.

Velvette plucks to bow tie away and sets it aside and snaps her fingers, leaving him in a blue sparkly ballgown

"I am not wearing this anywhere anyone can see. And you are not posting this on social media." Vox crossed his arms.

"What if I crop your face out?" Velvette makes a few adjustments

"I have ways to hide that. And no, I have a dress line about to come out..blame Valentino." Velvette grins

Vox groaned. "Why didn't you make him model this for you, then? As revenge? Can I even walk in this thing?"

"Told you, if I see him, I'll kill him. Yes you can stop being dramatic."

"I think him dying might be preferable to this..." Vox looked depressedly down at his attire.

Velvette flicks the back of his head "Behave...hmm...maybe a skirt would work better...make a two piece."

"Consider: pants. They're this delightful new thing that allows movement. Astonishing, really."

"Done too many pants recently" Velvette snaps her fingers and turns it into a skirt and cropped top, with the skirt having a high slit

"This is!!! Worse!!!" Vox blushed lightly, holding the slit firmly closed with both hands.

"No its not" Velvette swats at his hand taking a quick photo and sending it to someone smirking

"Velvette!" Vox protests. "Who the hell did you send that to?"

"What's it to ya?" Velvette grins and leans closer

"Because if it's not Val I'll fucking end them. Val's the slut here, not me." Vox threatened. "Now give me some goddamn pants. Or for the love of God something not so revealing."

"Of course it was Val, calm your non existent tits," Velvette tosses him some jeans

"You've threatened to send shit like that to not Val before." Vox put the jeans on. "For all I know you'd send it to fucking Olii just to piss me off and make him have even less respect for me."

"Now there's an idea..." Velvette pulls her phone back out

Vox tackled her, grabbing her phone. "Absolutely not." And deleted the photo. "That stays between me, you, and Val."

"...There's ways I can get that back Voxxy" Velvette grins snatching her phone back

"Velvette I swear to fucking god I'll black access to social media on all your devices if you do that!"

"So aggressive" Velvette pouts, "I'm trying to have fun"

"Fun involves that not going out anywhere else! Behave!" Vox fussed.

"I always behave" Velvette pats the top of his monitor

Vox caught her wrist. "Ass." And pulled her close, dipping her.

Velvette blushed "hi there-"

"Voxxxxx, Val tore up another model and I really need to try this outfit out...help?" Velvette put on her best puppy eyes

@velvettee-lee

"I'm sure we can borrow one of his workers as payback, darling." Vox didn't even glance up from his phone. "I'm sure he'll understand."

"I don't need one of them. And if I got talk to him right now I'll rip him apart...please vox? It'll look good on you."

Vox's head snapped up. "You want me to model it for you? Me??? Velvette. I'm a computer guy. Not a fashion guy."

"Please vox?" Velvette pleads "I need someone asap and even if I did want one of Valentino's workers, he'd probably talk about how they have all this work first. I don't have that kind of time."

Vox sighed. "Fine. Don't you dare ever try to tell me I don't love you." He stood up and kissed Velvette's head. "Don't make me look stupid."

"I would never imply you don't. And nothing I make looks stupid." Velvette grins, pulling him to her studio

"You're a menace, darling." Vox kissed her knuckles as he followed.

Velvette pushes him in front of the mirror "I'll be nice, blue or red?"

"Blue, obviously. What other color do I ever wear?" Vox adjusted his bow tie in the mirror.

Velvette plucks to bow tie away and sets it aside and snaps her fingers, leaving him in a blue sparkly ballgown

"I am not wearing this anywhere anyone can see. And you are not posting this on social media." Vox crossed his arms.

"What if I crop your face out?" Velvette makes a few adjustments

"I have ways to hide that. And no, I have a dress line about to come out..blame Valentino." Velvette grins

Vox groaned. "Why didn't you make him model this for you, then? As revenge? Can I even walk in this thing?"

"Told you, if I see him, I'll kill him. Yes you can stop being dramatic."

"I think him dying might be preferable to this..." Vox looked depressedly down at his attire.

Velvette flicks the back of his head "Behave...hmm...maybe a skirt would work better...make a two piece."

"Consider: pants. They're this delightful new thing that allows movement. Astonishing, really."

"Done too many pants recently" Velvette snaps her fingers and turns it into a skirt and cropped top, with the skirt having a high slit

"This is!!! Worse!!!" Vox blushed lightly, holding the slit firmly closed with both hands.

"No its not" Velvette swats at his hand taking a quick photo and sending it to someone smirking

"Velvette!" Vox protests. "Who the hell did you send that to?"

"What's it to ya?" Velvette grins and leans closer

"Because if it's not Val I'll fucking end them. Val's the slut here, not me." Vox threatened. "Now give me some goddamn pants. Or for the love of God something not so revealing."

"Of course it was Val, calm your non existent tits," Velvette tosses him some jeans

"You've threatened to send shit like that to not Val before." Vox put the jeans on. "For all I know you'd send it to fucking Olii just to piss me off and make him have even less respect for me."

"Now there's an idea..." Velvette pulls her phone back out

Vox tackled her, grabbing her phone. "Absolutely not." And deleted the photo. "That stays between me, you, and Val."

"...There's ways I can get that back Voxxy" Velvette grins snatching her phone back

"Velvette I swear to fucking god I'll black access to social media on all your devices if you do that!"

"So aggressive" Velvette pouts, "I'm trying to have fun"

"Fun involves that not going out anywhere else! Behave!" Vox fussed.

"I always behave" Velvette pats the top of his monitor

"Voxxxxx, Val tore up another model and I really need to try this outfit out...help?" Velvette put on her best puppy eyes

@velvettee-lee

"I'm sure we can borrow one of his workers as payback, darling." Vox didn't even glance up from his phone. "I'm sure he'll understand."

"I don't need one of them. And if I got talk to him right now I'll rip him apart...please vox? It'll look good on you."

Vox's head snapped up. "You want me to model it for you? Me??? Velvette. I'm a computer guy. Not a fashion guy."

"Please vox?" Velvette pleads "I need someone asap and even if I did want one of Valentino's workers, he'd probably talk about how they have all this work first. I don't have that kind of time."

Vox sighed. "Fine. Don't you dare ever try to tell me I don't love you." He stood up and kissed Velvette's head. "Don't make me look stupid."

"I would never imply you don't. And nothing I make looks stupid." Velvette grins, pulling him to her studio

"You're a menace, darling." Vox kissed her knuckles as he followed.

Velvette pushes him in front of the mirror "I'll be nice, blue or red?"

"Blue, obviously. What other color do I ever wear?" Vox adjusted his bow tie in the mirror.

Velvette plucks to bow tie away and sets it aside and snaps her fingers, leaving him in a blue sparkly ballgown

"I am not wearing this anywhere anyone can see. And you are not posting this on social media." Vox crossed his arms.

"What if I crop your face out?" Velvette makes a few adjustments

"I have ways to hide that. And no, I have a dress line about to come out..blame Valentino." Velvette grins

Vox groaned. "Why didn't you make him model this for you, then? As revenge? Can I even walk in this thing?"

"Told you, if I see him, I'll kill him. Yes you can stop being dramatic."

"I think him dying might be preferable to this..." Vox looked depressedly down at his attire.

Velvette flicks the back of his head "Behave...hmm...maybe a skirt would work better...make a two piece."

"Consider: pants. They're this delightful new thing that allows movement. Astonishing, really."

"Done too many pants recently" Velvette snaps her fingers and turns it into a skirt and cropped top, with the skirt having a high slit

"This is!!! Worse!!!" Vox blushed lightly, holding the slit firmly closed with both hands.

"No its not" Velvette swats at his hand taking a quick photo and sending it to someone smirking

"Velvette!" Vox protests. "Who the hell did you send that to?"

"What's it to ya?" Velvette grins and leans closer

"Because if it's not Val I'll fucking end them. Val's the slut here, not me." Vox threatened. "Now give me some goddamn pants. Or for the love of God something not so revealing."

"Of course it was Val, calm your non existent tits," Velvette tosses him some jeans

"You've threatened to send shit like that to not Val before." Vox put the jeans on. "For all I know you'd send it to fucking Olii just to piss me off and make him have even less respect for me."

"Now there's an idea..." Velvette pulls her phone back out

Vox tackled her, grabbing her phone. "Absolutely not." And deleted the photo. "That stays between me, you, and Val."

"...There's ways I can get that back Voxxy" Velvette grins snatching her phone back

"Velvette I swear to fucking god I'll black access to social media on all your devices if you do that!"

"So aggressive" Velvette pouts, "I'm trying to have fun"

"Voxxxxx, Val tore up another model and I really need to try this outfit out...help?" Velvette put on her best puppy eyes

@velvettee-lee

"I'm sure we can borrow one of his workers as payback, darling." Vox didn't even glance up from his phone. "I'm sure he'll understand."

"I don't need one of them. And if I got talk to him right now I'll rip him apart...please vox? It'll look good on you."

Vox's head snapped up. "You want me to model it for you? Me??? Velvette. I'm a computer guy. Not a fashion guy."

"Please vox?" Velvette pleads "I need someone asap and even if I did want one of Valentino's workers, he'd probably talk about how they have all this work first. I don't have that kind of time."

Vox sighed. "Fine. Don't you dare ever try to tell me I don't love you." He stood up and kissed Velvette's head. "Don't make me look stupid."

"I would never imply you don't. And nothing I make looks stupid." Velvette grins, pulling him to her studio

"You're a menace, darling." Vox kissed her knuckles as he followed.

Velvette pushes him in front of the mirror "I'll be nice, blue or red?"

"Blue, obviously. What other color do I ever wear?" Vox adjusted his bow tie in the mirror.

Velvette plucks to bow tie away and sets it aside and snaps her fingers, leaving him in a blue sparkly ballgown

"I am not wearing this anywhere anyone can see. And you are not posting this on social media." Vox crossed his arms.

"What if I crop your face out?" Velvette makes a few adjustments

"I have ways to hide that. And no, I have a dress line about to come out..blame Valentino." Velvette grins

Vox groaned. "Why didn't you make him model this for you, then? As revenge? Can I even walk in this thing?"

"Told you, if I see him, I'll kill him. Yes you can stop being dramatic."

"I think him dying might be preferable to this..." Vox looked depressedly down at his attire.

Velvette flicks the back of his head "Behave...hmm...maybe a skirt would work better...make a two piece."

"Consider: pants. They're this delightful new thing that allows movement. Astonishing, really."

"Done too many pants recently" Velvette snaps her fingers and turns it into a skirt and cropped top, with the skirt having a high slit

"This is!!! Worse!!!" Vox blushed lightly, holding the slit firmly closed with both hands.

"No its not" Velvette swats at his hand taking a quick photo and sending it to someone smirking

"Velvette!" Vox protests. "Who the hell did you send that to?"

"What's it to ya?" Velvette grins and leans closer

"Because if it's not Val I'll fucking end them. Val's the slut here, not me." Vox threatened. "Now give me some goddamn pants. Or for the love of God something not so revealing."

"Of course it was Val, calm your non existent tits," Velvette tosses him some jeans

"You've threatened to send shit like that to not Val before." Vox put the jeans on. "For all I know you'd send it to fucking Olii just to piss me off and make him have even less respect for me."

"Now there's an idea..." Velvette pulls her phone back out

Vox tackled her, grabbing her phone. "Absolutely not." And deleted the photo. "That stays between me, you, and Val."

"...There's ways I can get that back Voxxy" Velvette grins snatching her phone back