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Vox was reading on his phone, his hand absent-mindedly stroking Alastor's Shadow's head. It didn't really have a name, so everyone has taken to calling him ‘Shadow’ much to Alastor's annoyance. It was a little startling to learn that Shadow was it’s own sentient creature with it's own thoughts and ideas.
No one really knew how it worked except for Alastor, but he wanted Shadow ro have some privacy so he never shared the secrets. Shadow still did Alastor's bidding and Alastor could still control him, so Vox was under the assumption that it was a manifestation of Alastor. Vox moved his head a bit as Shadow purred and cuddled in close. He rubbed his face against Vox's and stared at him with a contented gaze.
Vox smiled back at Shadow and scratched one of it's ears. Shadow gently grasped Vox's body and climbed on top of him. He let out a chuckle when Shadow rubbed his face against Vox's once again.
“Alastor must be really wanting cuddles today.” Vox joked a bit. Alastor was working with Vaggie and Charlie on something, something super important that Vox ‘nor Angel could interrupt. A surprise for them both being clean. Of course, Husk was mostly the one who helped Angel get clean and Vox getting clean was one of the conditions he had before they started dating. It was his way of trying to see if Vox was serious. After many days of dealing with horrible withdrawal and wanting to die, Alastor finally started to notice just how miserable Vox was and asked him if he was okay.
Vox confessed to being clean for two weeks and how he felt like he was dying. He drank and did drugs, a lot. Vox needed it to pull all-nighters and get an excessive amount of work done. Alastor never realized how much Vox relied on drugs and alcohol until Vox had quit.
It wasn't smart of Vox to just… stop taking the medication altogether, but the sooner he got to date Alastor the better. Besides, Alastor gave him a kiss for every day he was clean. They were just little pecks, but it was enough to keep Vox focused on the task at hand.
It was all worth it in the end. Vox turned off his phone and closed his eyes as he inhaled. It was just so relaxing to sit in Alastor's room, waiting for him to surprise him.
Vox started to doze off a bit, his eyes drooping as his breathing slowed.
A loud snarl startled Vox and he shot up. “What?” He gasped out and looked around frantically to see Alastor tearing Shadow away from him.
Vox jumped off the bed quickly and ran to separate the two. “Stop it!” Vox demanded as he ducked under Alastor's outstretched arm and stood in front of Shadow, blocking him so Alastor couldn't hurt him. Alastor snarled, his eyes were dials and his lip was quivering. His antlers had grown and he started pacing back and forth.
“You foolish beast!” Alastor spat at his shadow. “We agreed that Vox would be off-limits! You may represent me in every other way, but I refuse to have you involved with my relationships. Vox is mine!” Alastor snarled. He lunged towards Shadow, but Vox moved quicker and collided with Alastor’s chest, breathing heavily as he did so.
Vox was very into the sudden possessiveness that Alastor was showing, he couldn't deny that, but he was a bit worried. “Hold on, Al. Settle down a bit. Why are you freaking out? I thought Shadow was a manifestation of your emotions? Your desires.”
Alastor's eye twitched a bit before he slowly turned his head to stare past Vox. “My shadow better not have initiated anything past cuddling.” Alastor growled. “Or I will give it a real body just to slaughter ruthlessly, again, and again.”
Vox's face flushed a bit, but he managed to gulp and regain a bit of composure. He placed a hand on Alastor's shoulder and forced a smile. “Okay, Alastor. We need to talk about this. Clearly.”
Alastor let Vox lead him back to the couch, but when Shadow attempted to sit on the other side of Vox, Alastor did swipe his hand out and clawed Shadow's form. The shadow broke apart a bit, leaving four straight claw marks. Shadow and Vox stared at it for a second before Shadow moved around Vox to sit beside Alastor. The claw marks healed and were covered once again by the shadowy wisps.
“So. You and Shadow.” Vox folded his hands over his lap. “What is the beef?”
“Shadow is more than just my desires. It has it's own thoughts, ideas, desires. It's a combination of my powers and it's own soul.”
“Shadow is a person?” Vox exclaimed. He leaned past Alastor to stare at the shadow who stared back. “I've been cheating on you this whole time?” Vox sounded far too alarmed for Alastor's liking.
“I wouldn't say it’s a person.” Alastor narrowed his eyes. “It’s still me. Just… a different version of me.”
Shadow moved behind Alastor and gently rubbed it’s hands along Vox’s side.
Shadow didn't get away with it for long. Alastor noticed almost immediately and lashed out. He grabbed the shadow’s wrist and flung it over his head. A loud thud could be heard as the shadow collided with the ground.
The shadow raised it's head and snarled back at Alastor, but it's eyes widened when Alastor grabbed Vox's arm and pulled him into a deep kiss. Vox couldn't resist grabbing Alastor's face with his hands as he moaned into the kiss a bit. Alastor never liked to kiss him deeply, so this was a rare treat.
Alastor pulled back and pulled Vox into a crushing hug. “Mine.” He snarled to the shadow. Vox couldn't resist the little whimper he let out at the display of possessiveness. Alastor was possessive over him. Alastor wanted him. He was allowed to be into this. Vox didn't care that it was Alastor's shadow. All he cared about was Alastor kissing him.
The shadow growled back lowly before Alastor curled his hand into a fist. A green light emitted from Alastor's fist and Vox watched as the shadow disappeared into the darkness.
Before Vox could even say anything, Alastor had him pinned down against the bed. His eyes were still dials as he looked Vox up and down carefully. “I never want you to let it touch you again.” Alastor growled. “I don't want to share you. Even with my own shadow. I will not hesitate to destroy what little humanity it has left.”
Vox squirmed under Alastor a bit before he hooked a leg around Alastor's waist. “I'm so into this.” Vox murmured. “What if I want to see you get all possessive again?” Vox trailed a finger along Alastor's jawline. Alastor's eyes narrowed a bit.
“Then I won't hesitate to show that you're mine.” Alastor leaned in a bit closer. “Whenever someone touches you, I'll be sure to show them exactly who you belong to.”
Vox attempted to kiss Alastor, but was forced back down by Alastor.
“Vox. I won't consider this as cheating since you didn't know I couldn't feel what my shadow feels, but I need to know what you did with my shadow.”
“We cuddled. I never kissed it or anything like that. I didn't want to disturb you when you were working so I kept the touches more comforting than anything.” Vox's face was a deep shade of blue now.
“Has it ever seen you naked? Without me in here.” Alastor tilted Vox’s screen upwards.
Vox gulped. “M-maybe? I don't know.”
Alastor narrowed his eyes. “Has it ever touched your bare skin before?”
“I don't think so.” Vox tried to shrink back from Alastor, but gasped a bit when Alastor raised his head up even higher.
“Good.” Alastor leaned down to Vox's throat and began to nibble at it. “Because you belong to me. I will never let you go again or let anyone else touch you in ways only I am allowed to.”
Vox unhooked his leg and let himself relax into Alastor's bed. “You are aware I've had other relationships before, right?”
“Fully aware.” Alastor growled as he moved back from Vox. “Which is why it is in my best interest to treat you better than all of them ever did. I could always tear apart your body and let it reform.” Alastor's claws dangerously moved down Vox's chest. “That way no one but me would have ever touched you, kissed you, or held you.”
Vox's eyes widened a bit as Alastor traced his claw around his stomach. “Are you going to do it?” Vox asked, a bit breathless.
“It would take months for you to reform.” Alastor scoffed. “The demons would go insane without their little smart devices.” Alastor rested his hands on both sides of Vox and leaned in close. “Plus, I would miss you too much.” He breathed it like it was a secret. A secret only Vox could know.
“I wouldn't mind.” Vox spoke back.
“I know you wouldn't, which is why you're perfect for me. Every issue people have with me, you're just addicted to.” Alastor's grin widened. “Which is precisely why I will never share you. Even with my shadow.”
Vox closed his eyes and tilted his head back a bit.
“We won't be doing anything like that.” Alastor chuckled a bit as he moved back.
“I don't want sex.” Vox scowled as he opened his eyes again. “Finish that fucking hickey so I can show everyone I'm yours.”
Alastor's eyes turned into radio dials as the words sunk in. He shoved Vox's head back a bit. “I'll give you something better than a hickey.” Alastor's jaw unhinged a bit and Vox breathed out as Alastor sunk his teeth in deeply.
Vox tried to relax his muscles but he just couldn't. Everything was on fire. He hooked both legs around Alastor's waist and whimpered a bit as his partner grabbed both his wrists and held them above his head.
After a few more minutes of silence, Alastor finally released his grip on Vox and watched as the blood slowly flowed from his new bite mark. Alastor's grin widened a bit before he leaned down to whisper to Vox.
“Be sure to show my shadow your new injury.” Alastor spoke in a low purr. “Maybe it'll get the hint, and if it doesn't, I'll always be more than happy to show that you're mine.”
“Oh I will gladly tell you when someone is getting handsy.” Vox smirked. “You be sure to tell me too.”
Alastor's eyes sparkled a bit. “Yes.” He leaned forward and captured Vox's lips.
Vox kissed back eagerly, ignoring the taste of his own blood and the throbbing in his neck. They kept kissing until Alastor pulled back. He was watching Vox carefully and narrowed his eyes a bit when Vox's eyes blurred a bit.
Alastor looked at the wound on Vox's neck and could see the blood flow was getting a bit faster. Alastor chuckled a bit before he unhooked Vox's legs and laid him flat on his back. “I'll be right back, Dear. Try to stay awake for me.”
“I can stay awake.” Vox slurred a bit as his screen darkened. He was rudely awoken from his nap earlier, and Alastor could recall him pulling two all-nighters, so he must have been really tired at this point with no drugs or alcohol to keep him awake.
Alastor pressed another kiss to the center of Vox's screen before he vanished into their bathroom to get bandages and anti-infection cream for Vox's throat.
When Alastor returned, Vox was barely just awake, his eyes were almost fully closed and he seemed to have moved a bit. Alastor couldn't resist the genuine smile that made its way onto his face. His stupid little picture box.