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“God, do you ever shut up, Vincent?” He interrupted his rambling by straddling the other man's hips, and grabbing onto his shoulders, rolling his hips experimentally;
The use of his real name always sent a shiver up Vox’s spine, not to mention the newfound friction. He had to physically restrain himself from bucking his hips up into Alastor's ass, but he decided wouldn’t lose his composure yet, wanting to drag this out a little longer. “Wanna make me?”
or OneShot Radiostatic smut with gillplay because the author is obsessed with them (and Vox's gills)