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"No, Honey." The word came out with a heaviness that tightened his throat. "Last time, I didn't like it that way." He paused, swallowing static. "It was... bad for me."
The effect was immediate.
Alastor frowned. His smile, always so wide, so confident, tightened into something sharper, more dangerous. But it wasn't anger Vox saw in his eyes. It was something more complex. Something he'd never seen on his face before.
"Bad?" Alastor repeated, as if the word made no sense in his language. "It was bad?" He pushed himself up a little more, the distance between them increasing. "But you were moaning... and you had a..."
His voice trailed off. Vox knew what he was going to say. An orgasm. Because Alastor had heard it, felt it, believed it.
Vox shook his head slowly.
"I faked it."
Alastor blinked.
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23 Jun 2026
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And then came the voice.
It wasn't a shout, or even a notable increase in volume. It was simply... the voice. That alpha quality that Alastor deployed like a weapon, that deep resonance that vibrated in the bones and made the body obey before the mind could protest.
"Ask me for what you want," Alastor said, and every syllable was a command etched into Vox's marrow. "Politely. Or I won't consider it."
The effect was immediate.
Vox felt his body go from being taut as a violin string to melting like butter. His shoulders relaxed, his clenched teeth unclenched, and his knees suddenly became very unstable. The alpha command had found its target, had penetrated all his defenses, and his inner omega responded with a submission that was equally shameful and relieving.
Damn it, Vox thought, as his voice softened without his permission. Damn, damn, damn.
"Please," he said, and his tone was so low, so sweet, so pathetically submissive that he almost didn't recognize himself. "Please, Alastor. Make me a baby."
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23 Jun 2026
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The static around him distorted the neon signs as Alastor tore through the streets of Pentagram like a living storm. Lesser demons fled at the sight of him; the smarter ones didn't wait to see what shadow was covering the streetlamps. A car crashed into a pole when its driver saw him pass.
Alastor noticed none of it.
His nose sniffed the air desperately. Searching for the ozone trail that grew stronger the closer he got to the Vee Tower. That monstrosity of glass and screens towering over the district like a necrotic thumb against the red sky.
Vox.
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Alvox week 2026
Day 6: Dacryphilia | Kaiju / Full Demon
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- Part 6 of Alvox week 2026
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21 Jun 2026
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A thin line of irritation formed on Alastor's smile. He sat up, letting the sheets fall to his waist, and scanned the room. Vox didn't seem to be in the bathroom, nor on the sofa, nor wandering curiously around the room as he had done the night before.
On the nightstand, propped against an oil lamp, was a note. It was written in impeccable, almost arrogant handwriting, on white paper.
Alastor picked it up with two fingers, reading the words aloud, his voice a distorted, cold murmur.
"Thank you for the night. It was a pleasure meeting you"
His smile froze. "It was a pleasure meeting you"?
Was that how he said goodbye to him? As if it had been a casual date, a one-night stand of no importance? As if he didn't plan to ever see him again? Alastor squeezed the paper between his fingers, crumpling it slowly.
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Alvox week 2026
Day 7: Free day
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- Part 7 of Alvox week 2026
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21 Jun 2026
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I Give you my Whole Life (It ain't much) by Anonymous
Fandoms: Invincible (Cartoon 2021)
23 Jun 2026
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Mark's breath caught.
William.
His William.
His.
The same sharp jawline. The same hooked nose. The same long fingers, now gripping the other man's arm with white-knuckled terror.
Mark drifted closer in the air above them, his mouth opening to say his name, to call out.
William's head tipped back in a gesture Mark recognized from his William, a gesture of pure exasperation and defeat. His eyes swept across the space where Mark floated, then past him, unfocused, not landing, and then his head dropped back down again.
He didn't see him.
Mark hesitated. Frowned.
Blind. William was blind.
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