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Fuck. Val was exhausted. Him and Velvette have been working overtime trying to publish new clothing lines and porn movies to try and make his Voxxy’s.. situation, old news.
Valentino was currently in his bed, silk sheets soft under his wings and cigarette in his left hand as he continued to rewatch the video they had filmed earlier that day. The title? “Naughty school girl has fun in detention with strict teacher” Val thought having a punishment kind of video would be nice to publish considering the circumstances with Vox and his image upon Hell.
As Val took another drag from his cigarette, he brought his right hand up to massage his temples. He contemplated whether the should go and seek relief from his little amor but soon diminished the thought because he knew that if he didn’t get this shit done then Vel would’ve cut his dick off. Fuck it. Val will just lay here blue balled for the next few hours then.
As if on cue, his doors opened and in walked his Voxxy dressed in a nicely tailored suit, most likely from Vel’s new line. He walked closer, an amused smile plastered on his screen. Val’s eyes shifted to his right hand where he saw a camera which was soon placed on the edge of the bed.
“Hi Val~”
Val raised his head, smoke coming out through his teeth as he smiled.
“mhm, hi amorcito, you look so good tonight”
Vox reached the side of his bed and began crawling towards where Val was lying in the centre. Fuck, the familiar feeling began going south. Soon Vox was on his left looking at him through lidded eyes.
“So.. what’re you doing?”
“Trying to finish editing this porno video amor. Why? You wanna finally be in one?”
Vox pursed his lips and looked to the side.
“Yeah.. talking about porn..”
He looked back to Val with a knowing look in his eyes as he leaned closer, screen just inches away from Val’s face. Holy shit. It was taking every atom in Val’s body not to just start making out with the crazy TV screen in front of him.
“I was thinking..” Vox continued. “If you’d like to film one.. with me?”
Oh. Oh shit. That did it for Val.
Val’s smile grew.
“Oh? You wanna be in a porno with me baby?”
“mm.. something like that.. i have an old camcorder from 2006 captured in 240p. I was thinking maybe we can film that sex tape you’ve alway wanted? What do you think?”
Holy fuck he was so hard. Without a second thought he lunged towards Vox and began kissing him, and Val doesn't think about the practical implications of making out with Vox at all. He stopped trying after the first time Vox gave him head and he got so confused trying to compute where his dick was in that flat face that he ruined the mood. Some parts of Vox are sleek glass and some parts of him are soft and wet and good for making out and sucking dick, and that's just the way he is.
Without breaking the kiss, he guides, shifting Vox to straddle over his lap. Vox moves without resistance. Val runs all four of his hands over Vox, getting a couple up under his dress shirt. His synthetic skin--silicone?--is warm to the touch. He feels claws trail lightly down his chest in turn, clawing at anything he could.
Vox breaks the heavy makeout session with a breathless voice.
“Fuck.. Val.. wait a second while I prepare the camera..”
As Vox’s hands scramble to pull the camcorder from the side of the bed where it had laid, Val continued to kiss downwards Vox’s body leaving as many marks and bites as he could.
Fuck. He missed this. Vox topped way too much that Val almost forgot what he felt like. Almost.
He heard the camcorder being turned on and opened his eyes to look at the lenses pointed at him through lidded eyes, mouth still on Vox’s collar bone.
“And.. action!”
Vox mumbled with a smile, eyes already glazed and extremely noticeable.. friend downstairs. Val removed his mouth from where he was marking Vox’s body, lower hands slowly moving from his Vox’s thighs, up to his pants zipper.
“Mmm. Need help amorcito?”
“Fu-fuck.. yes.. please”
“Please? Wow Voxxy, you’re being so nice”
Without missing a beat, Val pushed Vox onto his back and began undoing his pants with his lower set of arms. He pulled down his pants and boxers with such force Vox gasped. After finally getting all of the unnecessary fabric blocking him from his prize, Val used his upper hands and pushed Vox’s legs apart, while his lower pair grabbed his member and slowly prodded at his hole.
“F-fhhuck.. Val..”
Vox’s hand gripped the camera like his life depended on it, his hands were trembling as heavy breaths escaped his lips and thighs shaking under Val’s grip.
"Why don't you tell me how you want me to fuck you?"
Valentino prompts, stroking Vox’s dick languidly.
Vox chews at his bottom lip before answering.
"Hah... hard," he answers emphatically. "Until I can't think."
Ooh. That answer goes straight south for him. Val smiles as he continues, slowly picking up his pace at stroking Vox’s member. It doesn’t take long until Vox is a whining mess underneath Val’s touch. As he continues to stroke, he began inserting one of his fingers into Vox’s entrance, and then another until he has three of his fingers inside. Slowly, his knuckles are engulfed inside Vox’s warmth.
“Ngh… zf- hah.. fuck.. Val..”
“Yeah? You like that amor?”
Vox nods his head almost too quickly. Val can’t help but smile wider.
“You’re being so, so good Voxxy”
“Yeah?”
Val felt Vox slightly tighten at that comment. Jack pot.
“Yeah you are baby, let the camera hear you amor, don’t be shy”
Val curls his fingers slightly as he speaks and finally, he finds the spot he’d been searching for. Vox throws his head back as his back arches.
“Oh fuck! Fuck! Val please yes!”
“C’mon amor, sing for me”
Val keeps setting a brutal pace with his fingers inside and doesn’t let a moment slip with his stroking either, all while looking at Vox past the camera lenses in his face. Vox’s arms- no scratch that his whole body is shaking and tightening and Val is loving every moment of it. He’s practically incoherent at this point, all that Valentino could hear were jumbled up messes of pleading, moaning and a couple strings of “fuck! Yes!”. He picks up the pace even more.
“Ah! Val please- I can’t I need-“
“Yeah amor what do you need? Tell me”
Vox squirms as he struggles to make a sentence out that’s mildly understandable.
“I- I need to- ah!”
Val’s pace quickens.
“C’mon baby, just a bit more you can do it. Tell me what you want me to do”
Vox lifts his head up and looks at Val through lidded eyes filled with unshed tears.
“I- I need to cum! Ah! Ah! Please oh f- fuck”
“Good boy baby.”
Val- somehow goes even faster. Head resting on Vox’s left thigh, sucking and leaving more marks while quietly whispering seductive words that Vox could just hear.
“Ah! Ah! Fuck Val!”
Vox’s head fell back, right arm covering his screen as his back arched even more. The camera shook with his body as his orgasm took over him. Val removes his fingers, licking them as he stares at the camera, then at Vox as he slowly keeps stroking him through his orgasm.
“Ah- ah! W-wait fuck-“
“Give me the camera amor and get on your hands and knees baby. I’m so hard right now, you were so perfect”
“I- huh? I was? Yeah?”
Vox removes his right arm from the top of his screen as he asks with a light blue blush formed on his face. He gives the camera to Val and shuffles to sit up before turning around to get into position. Once he finally is, Val uses his right arm to hold Vox’s hands at the tip of the bed, involuntarily forcing Vox to arch lower. A beautiful sight really.
“Yeah amor, fuck- hotter than any slut on camera baby. You’re really giving them a run for their money”
Vox turns his screen around to look at Val.
“Yeah? Ah fuck- Val hurry.. please”
He turns back as Val looms over him slightly.
“Don’t worry baby, all you need to focus on right now is singing for the camera okay?”
Val hears a muffled “uh huh” as he leans back. His lower arms stroke his own dick as he spits on his hand to get it wet enough. Soon, he’s lining himself up to Vox’s hole, slowly pushing inside.
“Ohh fuck baby, you feel so good. I forgot how great you feel amor.”
Vox whines as Val pulls out slowly, only to insert himself again.
“You wanna remind the viewers how you want me to fuck you again?”
Vox lifts his head to turn it, being met with the lenses. Ah fuck it.
“I- ah! I want you t-to fuck me.. hard. Until I- ng- until I can’t think- oh fuck Val!”
Val quickens his pace, leaning back to film the sight before him. Vox, ass in the air being pounded, arms being held in place and back arched so intensely you’d think he was a ballerina. Oh fuck. He felt his mouth water with each moan and whine Vox let out.
“Yeah amor? Let me hear you then”
And oh boy does Vox let him hear it.
“Yes! Val! Ah! Yes! I’m yours oh fuck!”
Val’s smile widens. Oh? This is new
“Yeah you’re mine Voxxy?”
“Ah! F-fuck! Yes I am! Ah!”
Val feels Vox tighten and knows he’s close to his second orgasm. But now that he was thinking about it so was he. Fucking hell. He leans closer, whispering.
“Alright baby, cmon I’m close. Let me and the camera hear you.”
As he leans back, Vox gets louder. All Val can feel is pride. Knowing that not even that red haired, deer with that fuckass bob can see him like this. No one can and that is something Val will hold with pride and even a bit of smugness. He starts to feel that similar feeling in his abdomen as he gets closer to his release. He knows Vox is close too because he’d gotten so much tighter within the last 30 seconds.
Val grabs Vox’s dick and hovers as he keeps pounding into him.
“What do you- fuck- what do we say before we ask for something amor? Hah- fuck”
“Ah! Ah! F-fuck! Please Val!”
“There we go.”
Val strokes Vox’s dick in sync to his thrusts and soon enough Vox is screaming, glitching as he goes through his second orgasm. Val isn’t that far behind him in fact.
“Ohh fuck! Amor yes! Ah! Shit-“
“Ah! Fuck yes! Thankyouhankyou- ah!”
As the pair finally finish, Vox goes slightly limp beneath Val’s arms. As the duo breathe heavily, Val pulls out, letting go of Vox’s arms that were being held in place. Instead, he grips his ass and pulls them apart. He brings the camera up close to Vox’s hole, filming Val’s cum sliding out as well. Holy fuck he was definitely going to jerk off to this later.
“Mmm~ what do we say after we get something Voxxy?”
Val lets go of Vox’s ass and grabs the top of his screen, pulling it backwards for the camera to see. Vox’s eyes slowly open, eyebrows creased and mouth hanging open.
“F-Fah.. th- mm thank you Val.”
“There we go. You’re welcome amorcito.”
Val lets go of Vox’s screen watching it thud back onto the bed. He brings the camera back to where he filmed his cum inside Vox’s ass a second ago. He brought his right hands middle finger, curling it and pushing the oozing white liquid back inside, watching Vox’s hole clench around nothing as he shivers. Resting his hand on his right ass cheek he ends the video and the camera is tossed to the side. He can re watch that again later for sure.
He guides Vox back up into an awkward kneeling position before involuntarily making him lean against Val in the Center of the bed. Val grabs the blanket and covers them. Cleaning can come later. Vox’s screen comes back to life and he looks at Val with a cheesy smile and hazy eyes.
“Hah.. so what did you think? Almost as good as your pornos?”
“Ha! Even better than any I’ve filmed”
Vox’s screen laid contently on Val’s chest as he smiled with his eyes closed.
“Hah, good to know.”
Val stared at the tv man with his eyes closed for a while longer before breaking the silence.
“So.. you wanna tell me why you decided to film this?”
Vox was quiet as he opened his eyes again. Not looking at Val though. He was staring at the wall- no. He was just zoning out.
“I wanted to..”
Vox fell silent before he continued.
“I wanted to try and.. give you something that I knew you really wanted as a small.. sorry for my actions a while back..”
Vox whispered the last few words filled with embarrassment. And yet he continued.
“I know that- fuck. I know that you and Vel have been working extra hard to try and make up for my..”
Vox didn’t continue. He didn’t have to. Val just held him tighter, head resting on top of his screen casing.
“Yeah you fucked up so badly amor”
Vox tensed
“But.. what the fuck are Vel and I gonna do with out you. You know?”
Vox didn’t answer. Instead he relaxed again, shuffling and holding Val just a bit tighter. Val closed his eyes letting his lower left hand trace small patterns on Vox’s hip bones as the pair let themselves be vulnerable with each other for just this moment. This one moment.