Then I'll be the first

Vox sat on the couch, staring at his phone. He didn't immediately notice Valentino's heels clicking together. - Hey, Vox — The moth said sweetly — I'm in a good mood tonight. Would you like to join me for a drink? The demon looked at him without enthusiasm, but didn't refuse the offer. — Hey, you! — Valentino called a servant over to him — Bring us something strong! I'm going to relax tonight. Vox was still flipping through the news feed. Val's company did not please him much. When the drinks arrive, Valentino takes a small sip and holds out the same glass to Vox, who nonchalantly drinks the contents, immersed in his own thoughts. A work-related conversation ensues between the two, and after a short time, Vox feels a growing emptiness in his head. Looking at his interlocutor, he gets a wry smile in return. - Fuck... What the fuck...? - My eyes are starting to blur and my body's starting to feel traitorously relaxed. - Did you slip me something? - How quickly you change the subject, dearie. - The moth said contentedly. - Oh, don't worry about that, I think you'll get it soon enough. - What are you doing Val? You'd think Valentino was going to get rid of Vox, but that wasn't his plan at all. - Oh, Angel been missing so much lately... Did you ever think you should take his place? - Huh, I have nothing else to do but step into the shoes of one of your whores. - The flat-faced arched an eyebrow sarcastically. - Don't say it like you don't want to. - He whispered in Val's ear as he took off his coat. The desire inside Vox was growing, but the guy wasn't going to give in so easily, so he got up going to get away from the pimp. - No-no, we're not going to have anything more with you. - He mockingly backed away. - Just me?! So you would have agreed with that deer? - The moth smiled crookedly as he sipped his drink. Did it hurt Vox? Yes, it did. It wasn't that he was obsessed with Alastor, no, it was more that he wanted to outdo him in everything. But only occasionally did he fantasize about their intimacy. - Huh, bitch. And you know how to fuck up... - Vox hissed, trying to hide his true emotions. - Is that a compliment? - Exhaling smoke Valentino smiles. In an instant, Vox's gaze fell on the pimp's exposed legs, which were elegantly adorned with mesh stockings. - You look good in those stockings, by the way... - The admiration turned to denial - Fuck, you really put something in me! I'm gonna fucking bury you. - Heh-heh... Well, uh. Can you? After this night we're going to spend, you won't be able to get up so easily. - The demon said in a seductive tone. - You want a lot... Huh I wasn't even thinking... - His breathing became heavy, and his partner's voice sounded far away. - Why are you so tense Voxie? — Moth began stroking his shoulders unceremoniously. —Relax... The tension in his pants was growing and he couldn't hold on any longer. Vox picked up one of Val's legs and bent him over, saying unintelligibly: "All right, bitch, you're gonna get what you deserve." He was about to grab his arms and turn his back to him, but... - Ah... Are you sure you'll still be on top of me this time? Valentino was twice as tall as Vox, and so piling him onto the couch was no problem for him. The flatfaced man tried to resist, for he didn't like to being on the bottom. The fact that he wasn't in control of the situation made him uncomfortable. Valentino savored the moment when his serious friend was lying like this underneath him, completely at his mercy (at least for the time being). He ran his hand along his neck and down, and with his other hand he put his other hand around his leg. - This time I'll give you the pleasure. - Okay... Let's see what the vulgar moth does... Huh - Vox exhales languidly, finally giving up. Grabbing him by the neck and pressing his lips into his mouth, he began to undo the fly on himself pants. "Oh, so he's in? Even though he's high, but still..." Valentino thought and finished kissing Vox's neck with his tongue. - Val, let's make a deal, no biting this time... Fuck! — Moth didn't listen to him, and greedily sunk his teeth into Vox's neck, knowing he even enjoyed it. - Oh, Vox. You know where this is going, don't you? - he whispered. While the flat-faced man was thinking about what to say, Valentino turned him back to him, turned him on his back, and slowly began to remove his clothes. - Fuck... Val... We didn't agree on this... you don't come inside me... Understand? Valentino didn't think to stop, for he was gripped by the excitement of the very idea of fucking Vox. And when he became completely bare like a copper wire (in contact with which you can get a not bad burn) he began to wet his fingers with his saliva, after sharply inserting them into it.And after a while, he slowly stretched. After all, Val had a huge aggregate, and whether Vox could withstand it remained to be seen. - Hey, nobody was in me.... Bitch, don't you dare! - I'll be the first. — The pimp said, removing the remnants of his interfering clothes.— Or second... Who knows what you were doing with the radio demon... - Ha ha. Fuck it. It happened. It was 7 years ago, and my ass has been tight for a long time.— Thought what was said was an obvious lie Valentino's face changed for a moment. — Tc... I think you're jealous. That doesn't sound like you Val. - Wow what a revelation... What if I told you it was like THIS? - The tone of voice rose for a moment. Valentino leaned over Vox, running a finger along his chin. - What would you do then? - Well, you have enough employees. It would be pointless to be jealous when you have a harem, huh... — Vox didn't care in the slightest, but Valentino's reaction was childishly amusing. But judging by his temper, it was to be expected. - Agr... Are you gonna fucking come in or not? Bitch... - Tension and desire blended into one emotion that made my brain stop thinking- "It's all a blur... No wonder, it's is Valentino." - Ah, well, since you're so insistent... - - Taking his fingers out, Val wet his cock and inserted it sharply. - Ahg! Why so giant? - Vox shrieked, already regretting having agreed to have a drink and to come to their tower tonight. - I like your reaction, sweet. - - Valentino thrust all the way in, his hands on his partner's hips as he moved hard. The entire room filled with red smoke. The slamming of skin against skin shrieks and moans. Before reaching the door Velvet heard the it's "music", and wondering what was going on she opened the door ajar. Seeing what was going on, she giggled and took a couple pictures and a short video. Then she left, having already forgotten why she had come here in the first place. - Ah, Vox, you're so tight... - Slow the fuck down! - Vox clenched his fists, jamming the screen into the couch to muffle his moans. - Don't hold back, I want to hear you. - Valentino hissed, sticking two fingers in his mouth. And now Vox could be heard quite well. So much so that Val thought at one point he was going to go deaf. But that's exactly what he fucking wanted. I mean, what's better, fucking some lowlife or someone who's literally your equal in power? The answer is obvious. - Ahh... Fucking ... Cum faster! - Vox was at his limit, and it seemed like a couple more thrusts and he'd finally empty. - Oh, is one time enough? You're so tight... I think I could do this forever... — An incoming text message sounded, and the long-awaited name popped up on the phone screen. — Agr... bitch! - Valentino reached for his phone, leaving Vox alone. - Ahh... What the fuck have you got there? - It's Angel. That whore answered me! I gotta call him before that bitch disappears again... - Ahaha... Finish what you started - Vox exhaled irritably - Leave him the fuck alone.. - You don't understand. That bitch is making me money. - Ignoring Vox, he switched to his cell phone. — Hello! Why the fuck haven't you been at work for three days?... I don't give a fuck... Morsito, I miss you so much, come home... I'll kill your family, you fucking cocksucker! - Val! - And he was ignored again. Vox threw Valentino back on the couch, put his hands on either side of him, and said mockingly. — Well, if you're distracted, I'm going to have to fuck you good. It's nothing personal, but I just want to get it over with. - You're really fucking ! - Valentino shouted is dropping the phone to the floor. - No darlin, you're the one who's fucken up. You got me drunk on some bullshit, decided to fuck me, and ended up not finishing the job, distracted by some whore! - His voice bordered on anger and laughter - No bitch, now I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to get up. - Ohh.. Your words are a turn-on. Well, get tough with me, this time I'll let you. - I don't need your permission dickhead. - Vox hissed, spat carelessly on his cock, and entered him without ceremony. Clasping his hands above his head, the flat-faced man clawed his claws into Valentino's thigh, increasing his pace with each thrust. Enjoying his role as dominant. He sank into the demon's flesh, showing who was "Daddy", while Val meanwhile wrapped his legs around him.. There were only two ways to sleep with Valentino: Either if you were his drug-addled property or if you were an Overlord. The former were very unlucky, as they literally had no say in the matter. To defy Val was to sign up for certain death. It is hard to count the corpses of all those who simply got under his hot hand, not to mention those who went to the trouble themselves. Dangerous, hot, and not infrequently funny. Vox had no romantic feelings for him, just forced cooperation mixed with fucking passion. - Ahg... He's still here... - Didn't want to listen to that part of the porn scene, Angel just dropped the call. At some point during the process, without realizing it himself, Vox uttered an incoherent "Al..." "Alastor." How did that happen? Fuck knows. It's possible that Vox has a real soft spot for Alastor, or maybe he's just not getting out of his head right now because of his sudden return... we'll never it's know. — What the fuck ? Now you're fucking me right now, and you tell the name of this...this.... Fuck you ! — Valentino started to lash out, looking fucking insulted. - Oh honey, I'm sorry. You're so funny when you're angry — Took hold of his cock and started to jerk it a little. — You're not going anywhere from me. When he felt the high coming on he stopped being angry. - All right, bitch... we'll talk about it later. Mmm... Vox was pushing into him with all his might, as if he was about to flatten him to the couch. Then abruptly, painfully for himself and Val he stopped... - Oh. So you decided to tease me. - Stroking Vox's torso, he switched places with him, sitting him surprisingly carefully on the couch, jumping on top of him and moving himself. It was fucked up... Moth was bouncing on the TV's cock like it was a trampoline. Without knowing why Vox was holding him by the chain attached to his nipple piercings, and Val was enjoying it. The walls of his anus were feeling unreal pleasure now, because Vox's shaft was giving him a little electric shock from the friction. - Fuck... Ahgm.. I'm gonna ah... I'm gonna come. - And Vox cummed, collapsed and now trying to shake off the heavy burden. Valentino rested his knees on the couch and stood up, slapping Vox across the face with his dick. - Now suck it. - Smiling with all his teeth ordered the pimp adjusting his hat on his head. - Uh, I will not suck. I'm done, so you're free to go. — Vox said looking away from throbbing giant. Yes, he was an egomaniac, a narcissist at times, attracting all the attention he could. — Don't you out fucking? Think you should be the only one enjoying yourself? — Valentino growled. - Yeah, why not ? - the Overlord replied defiantly. - It wouldn't be... Umg-umg-umg- ...Val fucking ! - Vox resist as Valentino thrust cock into him. And it felt weird, like he was, like fucking ...a microwave? Vox stopped resisting and took it fully in his mouth.... Valentino smiled contentedly, holding back from punching a hole in him. — Good boy... — The moth spread its wings in pleasure. Not five minutes later, Val cummed, making sure Vox didn't spill a drop of liquid from mouth. — Great job - Pinched he the cheek. - I'd even say masterpiece~ — Yeah-yeah, bitch...Ahem, ahem. - Vox began to come to reality - Now get your dick out of my face or I'll chew it the FUCK OFF you! - Heh, whatever you say. — Valentino began to leisurely dress. Now he had footage from the video cameras of he fucking Vox . Just getting laid without video footage would be boring, the pimp thought. Rising up, Vox spat into what was closer: a cup labeled "Fuck Alastor" - Ugh! Fucking bullshitk... - He grimaced in disgust. — He wouldn't like that.. — Valentino commented, lighting a cigar. - Don't worry, I'll remember it for a long time. — Yeah, fuck you. — Vox looked back at him. The pimp reminded him of it for a long time afterward, as did Velvet, suggesting he put the footage on his blog. Yeah, it that's the three V's to fear.