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Heated breaths and cries echoed through the halls, the smell of sex permeating in the air.
"Fuck! I fucking hate you so much-" Vox cut off with a gasp, arching his back.
Vox was hovered over Valentino's lap, riding the larger demon like there would be no tomorrow. Filled to the hilt of Valentino's cock, his legs trembled as the other’s grip on his thighs tightened, small dribblets of blood trickling down.
"Right back at ya, Voxxy." The pimp growled, his teeth glinting in a sneer. With one swift motion, he forced Vox up and back down again, relishing in the sounds the man made.
Vox snarled, his claws scratching at Val's chest, dark pink lines forming down the man's pecs. They glistened as blood made an appearance, beading up to the surface.
The action earned him a slap and a forceful bottoming, the pain and pleasure mixing beautifully.
"You're such an ass, I can't stand you," He bit out, tightening his walls and earning a hiss from the larger man in return. The action earned him another harsh thrust.
"Tell me that again when you're not writhing on my cock babe, yeah?" Val purred out, grunting as he slammed up again. "Shit, having a tight ass only thing you're good for."
The TV demon whacked the other, rolling his eyes. "That's not what I heard when I was fucking you raw the other day, or did I seem to hear you wrong?" He paused, grinning. "Most of what you say is brainless anyways, so why bother paying attention?"
A hand whipped up and smacked Vox's mouth, the forceful motion leaving a small crack and causing Vox to cry out.
Fuck, it hurt, but it hurt so goddamn good.
Their rapid pace combined with the pain was near unbearable, stars exploding behind Vox's eyes every time he bottomed out.
"Keep it up Vox, and I'm gonna start to think you like it when I break your ugly ass screen."
Valentino shifted their position for better access, sitting up with the smaller overlord pressed close to his chest, arms around his torso.
"You'd like that, wouldn't you Val?" Vox ripped a chunk of skin from the pimp’s shoulder, smirk widening dangerously at the grunt of pain he received. "A perfect little bi- ah, bitch you can step on."
Valentino laughed bitterly, the sound harsh. "I'd be nice to have a more obedient fuck who didn't require me to do all the work," He narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Maybe I can get Angel-cakes to come over later, he knows how to please me best~"
Vox glowered at the man, anger and pure passion apparent from his animated expression. "Yeah, get that dumb whore to come in, you need some dumb used lay that matches your IQ."
Valentino growled and drove into Vox harder than before, drawing out a lovely chorus of moans from the man riding him.
Their pace was relentless and Vox could hardly form coherent sentences anymore, breaths and pants interrupting everytime he opened his mouth.
"Fu-hah Val, shit, fuck me harder." He pleaded, not caring anymore about keeping up appearances. He was far gone and he loved it, his fingers tearing into Valentino's back.
"You want me now baby? Want me bad enough to beg for it like the pathetic little cockslut you are?" Valentino hissed, ramming into the smaller overlord and causing his limbs to shiver furiously.
"God, fuck, ah- if you don't shut your fucking mouth and get to work right now," He gasped, mouth open and huffing quick puffs of air. "I'm going to make you!" Vox's hand lit up with electricity, pressing against Val's skin and shocking him into action.
The area sizzled with the burn of the pure electricity, the voltage high enough to cause ugly damage.
"Agh, goddamnit!" Val's hand reached over, pressing on the wound. "That wasn't very nice Voxxy... how about I teach you some manners?" Valentino's voice was laced with venom as he reached another hand up, fingers piercing like needles into the corner of Vox's screen.
Vox howled in agony, pixelated tears bubbling up in his eyes. The unbearable concoction of stinging pain and burning pleasure began to lead to a fire in the media demon's gut.
"I-I'm close, fucking shit-" His thrusts down were met with Valentino's equally intense thrusts up, their bodies meeting in perfect harmony.
"I knew you liked it when I did that, daddy's little masochist~" The heat from Val's close breath fogged up Vox's screen, and with a few more thrusts the man was gone.
"Shi-iiit! Fuck, ah, I hate you!" He near screamed as he came, the lights in the room flickering hard as bright blue electricity danced around them.
Valentino was quick to follow after, the force of Vox clenched around his cock enough to pull him towards his own climax.
His last few thrusts were overwhelming, the feeling of him cumming inside Vox making the overlord whine with overstimulation. Val groaned out, forcing Vox to mount his cock fully as he filled him to the brim.
The room was silent minus the sounds of heavy breathing. After a moment, Vox tensed up as he felt the man pull out, a bitter taste in his mouth.
"So, call me when you wanna make up? You've got my number babe." His voice was condescending and expectant, and it made Vox want to wipe that smirk off of his mouth.
Vox seethed at the words, sparks glinting around his screen. His only satisfaction was the blood he saw staining Valentino's shirt.
"Fuck. You." He muttered low.
"Already did Voxxy, unless you wanted a round two?" Val lit up a cigarette, pink smoke filtering in the air and suffocating Vox's lungs. "Missing me and my cock already?" He leaned over, words velvety smooth and terribly mocking at the same time.
Furiously, Vox stood up and forced the man out of the room, pushing him through the door with a hard shove. He slammed the door, absolutely despising the cackling following the pimp as he left, his pink smoke trailing through the air behind him.
With a sigh, he moved back to the messy bed and sat, rubbing a hand delicately along his broken screen. Without the pleasure to dull the pain, the shattered lines just simply hurt now. Vox hated him.
Fucking Valentino.