Work Text:
Not sure if this is a continuation of last chapter per say but do with it what you will (this is still in the same au tho lol)
Spun a wheel on what I should add to this oneshot, got these four:
Vibrators
Toys
Sensory deprivation
Handcuffs
CW: AFAB, the four words before this CW, service top Vox, TRIED TO MAKE IT THEY/THEM LMK IF ANY SHES OR HERS MADE IT THROUGH THE CRACKS
Welp, once again this was rushed if there’s any spelling mistakes please tell me!!!
———
You weren’t too sure how well last shoot did. Despite this you slept surprisingly well, a comfortably warm numbness in your muscles as your eyes fluttered shut…
Your alarm suddenly goes off, the beeps echoing in your head torturously. You slap it to the ground, probably breaking it.
You hide under the covers, the warmth engulfing your form. The feeling of comfort is short lived as you phone suddenly starts to vibrate. You groan rolling over to pick it up, rubbing your eyes.
Val: ‘hey biitchh! Yesterdays shoot did surprisingly well, so you’re scheduled for a livestream today at 3pm. See you you there~’
You read the text over again to make sure you were reading it right, another shoot? Today? You sat up in your bed, looking at your lock screen for the time. It read 2:27pm. “Shitttt…” you groaned burying your face into your hands.
You get up from your bed reluctantly with a sigh, walking to your bathroom to fix yourself up.
Little did you know someone was watching~
——
Vox sat in his swivel chair, lazily staring at the large screens infront of him, one had all and any information he could find about you, another a picture of you with your family. And finally in the middle was you, live, fixing yourself up in the mirror.
Vox sipped from his coffee cup as he watched over you. Ever since yesterday he couldn’t get you out of his head, any time he tried to focus on tasks as minuscule as doing paperwork his mind trailed back to your voice.
He didn’t want to admit it, but he was starting to get a tad obsessive.
——
You put on some makeup and some more presentable clothes considering you’d KNOW Vox would be here this time.
You pick up your keys, jingling all the walk to your car. You hop in and start the engine. 2:34, you’re doing good on time so far.
——
You pulled into the parking lot of the large shared building if the v’s. Even though you’ve seen it many of times it still amazes you how tall it is.
You sigh as you waltz on into the entrance, the person at the desk didn’t bother with you, already knowing you worked here.
You looked around at the walls for a moment, all adorned with select posters of the V’s cast different products ranging from sex shows, to fucking popsicles resembling each others faces.
You hopped into the elevator, it was eerily empty as some Jazz began to play.
You check your phone again 2:47, not horrible but Val likes his employees to be at least 20 minutes early, you learned that the hard way once.
The elevator dinged with an abrupt stop, your floor. The doors open as the room was bustling with busy actors filming multiple things.
You walk past them all to see Valentino conversing with Vox about god knows what, he turned around as he heard you approach. “You’re late!” He smiled showing off his sharp teeth as he glared at you through his heart shaped sunglasses lenses.
A blue clawed hand soon appeared on Val’s shoulder, “Let’s let it slide just this once.” He smirked. Val sighed “Fine, but next time you won’t be so lucky!” He pointed a finger at you threateningly before standing back to his full height.
“Well then? Go get ready we’re on a time crunch here sweetheart~” Val shooed you away and you gladly did. You were just glad he seemed to tired to do anything about you being late this time.
You walk into your dressing room, a shiny black strapless one piece with a matching headband sat on a clothing hook, you grabbed it and an addition of black fishnets to spice it up.
You put it on quickly before scampering back out and swiftly being ushered to a station, you sprinted as fast as your heels could let you.
A chair was already set up, a display of varying toys accompanying it.
Vox was inspecting everything skeptically, he has of course used and seen sex toys before, but not on another person.
You sat in the chair, suddenly a blindfold handed to you. You obediently but it on before your wrists are captured in a much stronger grip than your own. You don’t question it as there led to the back of the chair, an audible click can be heard.
“Handcuffs?” You guessed trying to entice whoever it was to speak so you could atleast know who was cuffing you up.
“Hmmm howd you know?” Vox hummed letting your wrists go, now looming over your restrained body.
“Lucky guess~” you hummed back playfully. You wiggled to test the limits of the handcuffs, pretty firm, as you felt around you found a keyhole, huh these aren’t break away. Odd.
A familiar scent fills the room, you could tell it was from Val’s long ass cigarettes, you recently noticed feeling more woozy and clouded during filming, but you brushed it off as it just being a placebo.
“Alright! 3, 2… 1!” And in an instant the camera panned in on you. You start to whimper pathetic noises as people rapidly start to join the live.
Gifts of all sorts begin to appear on screen, only audible ones reaching you considering your lack of sight at the moment.
After a few minutes the camera zooms out as Vox steps into frame. “Hello everyone, thank you for joining!” He smiled sweetly “Today, our goal is to fuck the soul out of this slut, can you guys help me with that, hmmm?” You blushed under the mask as you squeezed your legs together already getting wet from just his voice alone.
The gifters began to start adding comments, half pointing out that VOX the actual OVERLORD was filming a porno, and the other half agreeing and even suggesting what toy to use first.
“It seems the majority want me to use a vibrator first, how are we feeling about that, dollface?” He turned in your direction smile sweet as honey.
“A-ah.. please~” you plead biting your lip, opening your legs slightly.
“I think they asked nicely enough.” He picked up a white wand and clicked a button two times. You heard the buzz as it came to life, squirming in anticipation.
He walked behind you breathing down your neck, using a hand to pull your chin up. “Don’t be shy, open up for the camera show everyone how soaked you are~” he let your chin go as he gripped your knees and forced them open, waiting a second before you give an assuring moan.
He chuckles quietly still riiight next to your ear as he places the wand on your clothed cunt. The vibrations made a shiver run down your spine as you struggled to not snap your legs shut.
The chat was going wild at this point, the vibe now connected to the value of different gifts.
This went on for a while, it going from extra high, to extra low over and over affectively edging you until the brink every time. You let out a frustrated groan as your orgasm is denied again.
The breath from your shoulder is suddenly gone, you gasp as your one piece is shifted to the side, letting your slick heat free, now another toy slowly pressing in.
You whine quietly “C-can’t take it!” The pleasure was overwhelming. “Shh, I know you can.” He whispered huskily pressing the dildo in inch by inch.
As it reached the hilt, you sigh shakily. “See? You did it, good job~” he cooed slowly thrusting it in and out in a slow rhythm.
You wanted to scream, but you only arched your back with a strangled garbling moan as every thrust hit your cervix, combined with the constant assault of your clit made you want to cry.
“A-aah! Please I-I need to cum!” You gasp as you press into the wand your end in sight.
Vox stoped thrusting, looking at the cameras. “Should we let them?” He asked with a raised brow.
Suddenly a bombardment of yes and no’s filled up the screen.
“V-voxxy! Ngh!~” you moaned his name on accident, not catching yourself. He decided to make the decision himself.
“Yes it is then!” He began absolutely ruining your hole with harsh thrusts.
“Cmon, cum. Cum for ‘Voxxy’~” he whispered to you. That throws you over the edge, your whole body stilling as wet slick gushes out of your abused hole.
Vox took the fake appendage out, using his claws to carefully spread your juicy lips and show off your glistening finish the camera.
The cameras soon stop filming after a short goodbye from the both of you, you sat there panting waiting for a moment before the blindfold is taken off of you. Your face to face with Vox now, your embarrassed that you must look like shit right now but little do you know that clicking sound you just heard was him taking a picture of you saving it for later.
He gently starts to take the handcuffs off, rubbing each wrist as you wince at the slight sting. “Sorry, sorry.” He apologizes “It’s okay, sweetheart.” You reply with a giggle, so fuck drunk you could pass out in the chair right here right now if you could.
Soon your being picked up off the chair and hoisted over a shoulder, you’re too sleepy to protest the only fight you put up was a groan. You’re suddenly placed into a what feels like a bed if it was made of clouds, you slowly drift off to sleep oblivious to where you even are.
Vox carefully removes your clothing putting on one of his old oversized shirts on you instead. He tucks you in, giving you a small kiss on the head. He walks to the other side of the room, sitting at his desk to continue the paperwork he started this morning, finally able to focus with you in his bed.
——END
———