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“Vox—Vox?!” Valentino growls softly and slams his fist against the wall, “Wake the fuck up you fucking asshole!”
Vox groans as his screen flickers on. He lets out a little tired breath, blinking up at Val.
“Un—fucking—believeable.” Val hisses at him and grabs his arm to drag him out of bed only for him to land on the floor when his legs don't catch up with him, “The only reason you got your stupid body back is to take care of our son while I work for the both of us and you can't even get up on time to do that.”
“Val—” Vox sighs, slowly grabbing at the mattress to pull himself up.
“You're so fucking pathetic—” Valentino throws his clothes onto his face, “Don't try to act all sorry for yourself now after you tried to kill all of us over that fucking deer?! You were going to kill our son Vox!”
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- Part 2 of Our Own Form of Redemption
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“Okay—is there something on me? What the fuck are you looking at?” He finally breaks in front of Velvette after weeks of this ridiculous behavior. It also doesn't help that he just felt like wearing something more casual today. A button down shirt with the first few buttons undone, suspenders and dress pants. What's wrong with that!
Why does everything he do have to be scrutinized by them!
Velvette simply lets the wrist holding her phone go limp, glancing up at his screen then back down to his—collar? Chest?
“...your tits are getting pretty fat, Vee.”
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“What the fuck does this mean?!”
She cocks her eyebrow at the screenshot then him.
Vox eventually realizes that he just flashed her a picture of him riding Valentino and his vents heat with his blush. He vooms in on what he's talking about specifically and glares at her again.
“It's a fertility blessing—or curse depending on who you ask,” she answers him plainly, “It’s ancient succubi magic. Usually used between hellborns and humans who are having a hard time conceiving."
“What is it doing on me!”
She huffs, “You tell me, kid.”
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- Part 1 of Our Own Form of Redemption
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“Damnit!” Valentino whines around the cigarette in his mouth. His lighter must've fallen out of his pocket. “Ugghhh—”
One of these fucks in here has to have one. Maybe he'll make daddy a little money too. Valentino leans around the entrance to survey his crowd.
It's late in a quiet old part of town. He'll be surprised if any of their dicks still work.
Valentino squeaks again before his eyes lock onto someone sitting at the bar. He watches an arc of electricity travel up the antennas on his boxy TV head.
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“Ugh, these fucking freaks! I knew it!” Valentino bites his lip while scrolling through Vox's hashtag, “How do you feel about making a movie, papito?”
“Absolutely not,” Vox leans up to look on with him.
‘VoxTek CEO debuts new look in annual lingerie collection. Sinners are losing their minds and loads!’
“See! What did I tell you, Voxxy?” Valentino grins at the blush growing across his screen.