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    Velvette sticks around only long enough to laugh at Vox’s face. After she goes the way of Val, all he’s got left is a killer fucking headache, the smell of vodka permeating his suit…

    And Alastor, grinning like a smug fucking cat meme in one of Valentino’s salon chairs, legs crossed as primly as any princess’s. Apparently whatever camaraderie he and Vox’s so-called goons have been developing, it doesn’t extend far enough to stop them from ditching his ass to Vox’s temper.

    And, fuck, is Vox in a temper.

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    08 Jul 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 21

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    la petite mort – French: "the little death"; expression that refers to a post-orgasm sensation as likened to death, usually involving a brief loss of consciousness

    Alastor sucks Vox's tongue into his mouth. Just a brief source of amusement, as far removed from lust as it gets. The experience is curiously enjoyable, the way Vox is clumsily trying to resist, turn his head away. Rubbing glossal muscles against one another feels the same whether the other party is reciprocating eagerly or trying to squirm away.

    But, Alastor can sense the slight frequency of... not pain, coming from Vox. He'd hate to call it pleasure, which isn't entirely wrong, as evident by the distinct shape pressed against his thigh.

    A web of saliva keeps them connected for an additional instance obscenely as Alastor pulls back. "You're enjoying this."

    "I'm not– fuck!"

    Alastor rocks his leg up.

    Vox sucks in air, the thinnest whine caught at the back of his throat. "Al, look– I'm sorry!–"

    "Shut up."

    ...
    Or, Vox is being too showy with his attraction towards Alastor, so Alastor gives Vox exactly what he's been craving, whether Vox likes it or not

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    07 Jul 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 10

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    “Good boy.”

    Alastor groans- or maybe that's just Lucifer rutting into the mattress. He can't tell. He can’t tell anything because Vox is getting eaten out live on the air and he's supposed to act like that's normal.

    Think, Luci.

    The average sinner is horny to a frankly absurd degree. Vox knows how to turn a profit. Hell itself will freeze over before the radio demon ever dips his hooves into audio erotica.

    Therefore, he's not supposed to be listening to… this. A scene gone wrong, someone's magic going berserk, an accident.

    So like the sensible adult he is, Lucifer steels his nerves and turns off the radio.

    It keeps playing.

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    OR: Vox and Alastor keep fucking over the radio. This somehow becomes Lucifer's problem.

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    06 Jul 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 27

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    At some point, Alastor realized that the shaking in his chest was also laughter, and that he had fully tumbled onto the floor while cackling at his…

    Hm. At his Vox.

    There was no label that was appropriate for the two of them, no word that properly fit their dynamic. They were enemies, certainly, but surely to be such good enemies for such a long time entitled a person with the benefits of friendship on rare occasion, no? And surely enemies who were sometimes friendly and who didn’t really want the other gone weren’t proper enemies, but surely, too, friends did not often try to murder each other in the streets ? And then, Alastor was also quite sure that neither friends nor enemies sometimes snuck each other into their respective buildings in the dead of night.

    As such, Alastor determined, there was really no proper term for them!

    Maddeningly, Angel Dust had said this was called a “situationship.”

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    Semi-established relationship Alastor and Vox get very high together. Shenanigans ensue.

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    19 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 31

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    Vox had always known Alastor would be the type to go for 'cruel and unusual' punishment, and he should have figured that same logic would apply to the concept of revenge. He had tried to wipe the guy off the face of Hell, after all. It was hardly any argument that Vox was fully prepared to murder-suicide his way into that success, because he knew Alastor had never seen the merit in Vox's 'if I can't have you, nobody fucking should' argument.

    Oh yes, he'd always known Alastor was a fucking psychopath. It was part of what made Vox's heart beat just that little bit faster, just being close to that level of insanity. Somebody who could not only match, but exceed his freak.

    He probably should've said 'had made' his heart beat faster – given... you know. The whole 'head without a body' thing. Except Vox had a body. Or, to be more accurate, Alastor had Vox's body, which brought him around full circle to 'cruel and unusual punishment'.

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    19 Jun 2026