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What was he doing?
What was he doing??
A prostitute?!
Vox sighed heavily as he ran his sweaty palms against the cheap, abrasive motel duvet. He glanced out the sliver of window shielded by the ratty curtain, still trying to wrap his head around…well, everything.
Hell.
He couldn’t even be surprised, he knew exactly why he ended up here but he didn't want to think about that right now! He had been down here for about 2 decades and hadn't been laid yet and it was killing him! Vox wasn’t “popular” as one would say when he was alive but the man did have his fair share of a woman’s company every now and then.
And men too.
But see, coming from a time period like his, being anything but straight was just as dangerous as it was taboo and Vox didn’t really have the freedom to explore his sexuality the way he wished to when he was alive. But this was Hell, anything goes down here. So ordering a male prostitute was something he would have never done in his lifetime (or something he even could have done for that matter) but in his afterlife, Vox was willing to try anything.
He was scared though.
Would the guy laugh at him? Going through the motions of keeping up with technology on the surface, Vox had gone through his fair share of formats to fit this God awful form he seemed to have taken on when he spawned here. At the end of the day, it didn’t matter what he tried, demons and sinners alike saw a guy with a television for a head approaching them and always turned the other way before he could even get a “Hey, how are you?” out good enough.
Vox should have been used to the rejection by now but he was horny dammit! All the guy had to do was suck him off, he didn't even have to look at Vox, and the tech sinner felt as though that would suffice.
Just as Vox was going through the gameplan in his head, a triple knock at his door startled him out of his stupor. He shot up off the bed, his body feeling hot and weak. He didn’t even feel completely in control of his body as he walked over to the door to swing it open.
Being met with a face full of leather clad crotch was the shock of his life. Vox was speechless as he glanced up at the large person who was standing before him. The man’s body seemed to go on for what felt like forever until Vox finally met ruby red eyes and a deadly sharp smile.
“Hey there baby~♡.” the man purred.
Vox’s body shivered violently at the sound. Oh God in Heaven above the man’s voice sounded like liquid sex to Vox’s ears and all he said was three freaking words!
The man was beautiful; tall and statuesque, legs that went on for miles clad in black thigh high boots. He wore tiny black leather shorts and a leather tube top to match which showed off his slim stomach that was adorned with a glittering belly button piercing. He had four arms, which Vox thought was pretty cool, all of them being adorned with elbow long black gloves. He wore a Breton cap hat atop his head where two… feathers? antena?? peaked out the top. They were also pretty, the black pattern in them looked like hearts to Vox which he guessed was meant to match the man’s red, black, and white fur lined cape that draped across his back.
The digital sinner felt like a log as he continued to just gawk at the gorgeous man before him.
The lavender skinned man’s eyes cut from side to side, chuckling slightly as he bent down a little towards Vox, “Ya gonna let me in Daddy or you wanna do this right out here in the hallway?”
“Oh! Why yes, of course, come in!” Vox stuttered, feeling like an idiot as he stepped out the way to let the tall man inside. Vox reveled in the smell that seemed to trail behind the man as he glided past him.
Good. Great. Nice start so far.
Vox locked the door behind him and glued his back to it, watching the other man inspect the simple motel room.
He cleared his throat, “Is this, uh, fine? We can go somewhere else if you-”
“Baby, I've been gang banged in the back of a pick up truck before. Trust me, this will suffice.” The purple man chuckled as he sat on the bed, purposely letting his long legs rest wide open. Vox blushed at the obvious bulge straining the man's black lace panties.
Vox could feel the electricity thrumming through his body, his anticipation making his mouth water. He watched the man pat the bed next to him, silently asking for Vox to sit next to him. The tech sinner felt like he was on the verge of a breakdown, shivering with nervousness as he sat down next to the much larger man.
“Ain't you gonna introduce yourself? I thought you were supposed to be a gentleman?” That gorgeous accent said close to his ear.
Vox blushed madly as he extended his hand out without making eye contact, “Vox. Nice to meet you.”
He listened to the man chuckle, his glove clad hand shaking his in return, “Valentino at your service baby~♡.”
Valentino. That was pretty.
He was pretty.
He must've caught onto Vox’s skittishness, “Somethin’ wrong? You did know you were getting a guy, right?”
Vox turned to meet his eyes and replied earnestly, “Yes! No, no there's nothing wrong with you Valentino, nothing wrong at all.” He finished, eyes going back down to stare at his lap.
Vox jumped as nimble hands found his shoulders and began to rub and massage them. He practically melted at Valentino's hands on his body and they weren't even naked yet.
“Tell Tino all about it baby.” He purred.
Vox let out a nervous chuckle, “It's nothing really. I just know I'm not most people's first choice in a sex partner and wasn't expecting they'd send me someone so….hot?”
For the first time that night Valentino laughed out loud, his head thrown back as he cackled to himself. Vox blushed, wondering if he had made a fool of himself but was proven wrong when Valentino's hand gently took the bottom of his head to turn him towards him.
“What makes you think you're not fuckable?” Valentino asked genuinely, smile still there but his eyebrows knit together in confusion.
Vox tripped over his words, “I don't know…I just haven't, uh, been so lucky with finding a partner down here and I've been here for quite a while. Just thought it was because of my form.” He explained gesturing towards himself.
Valentino grabbed his shoulder gently and turned his body till the two of them were facing each other completely. Vox watched in awe as what he thought was a cape of some kind on Valentino's back, lifted and fluttered to show off large wings.
“Look, I'm a bug okay? You think I was happy about that when I landed down here?” He didn't wait for an answer before he let his wings rest again, looking at Vox with surprising understanding, “Sinners get dealt a bad hand when they come down here, all that matters is how you work it baby. And if it's any consolation, I think you're cute…in a dorky kind of way.”
Vox blushed as he smiled at Val's words. He rubbed his arm shyly as he looked back up at the larger man, “So you really don't mind my form?”
Valentino cocked his head to the side as he inspected Vox's head, glancing at every side and angle he could, “The only thing I'm tryna figure out is how the Hell am I supposed to kiss you? Can you even-?”
“I can.” Vox interrupted, eager that someone (especially someone like Valentino) wanted to kiss him. “I don't really understand the science behind it but I have a mouth.”
Valentino smirked devilishly, “But do you know how to use it~?”
Vox jumped in Valentino's lap, the large man wrapping all four arms around him as their lips connected in a searing kiss. For the first time in a long time, Vox felt positively alive .
His body felt electrified, every touch and caress Valentino graced him with felt like the greatest thing that's happened to him since he landed in this hellhole. Their kiss left him dizzy and desperate, their tongues getting quite acquainted with one another, droll slipping out his mouth with every filthy smooch.
Vox felt so comfortable being in Valentino's arms, he couldn't quite understand why. He was a stranger after all and they were in Hell. This guy could have been an ax murder for all Vox knew and here he was sucking face with him after knowing him for only 10 minutes.
But he didn't care.
The way Valentino's large clothed crotch rubbed against his had his mind crashing in all the right ways. He hadn't been touched or kissed like this in years, his throbbing erection threatening to blow any second now. He humped against Val’s lap like a desperate whore (the irony), searching for the best angle to achieve that spine tingling friction. Vox brought his hands up to feel for Valentino's nipples through the tight leather bandeau. He was surprised when he was met with something hard shielding what he was searching for, finally breaking their heated kiss to ask a question.
“What's that?” He panted, loving the tingling feeling that danced across his screen.
Valentino smiled sinisterly, “Wanna see?”
The purple man didn't even give Vox the opportunity to answer before he slid the garment down to his stomach, arching his back to proudly display his chest.
His perfectly pierced chest.
Vox tentatively reached for them, hesitating for a split second only for Valentino to lean into his touch. Vox had never slept with someone that had nipple piercings before and they were making his situation down under, far more unbearable.
“Ahh~! Ooo that feels good baby~♡.” Valentino moaned out, his hips rocking against Vox’s crazily. He leaned all the way back towards the head of the bed, Vox bucking up to sit comfortably on his lap.
Lust began to take over as Vox rocked his ass erotically up and down Valentino's tented length. The moth settled his bottom pair of hands on Vox's hips as the top pair held onto the digital demon's hands as they fondled and pinched his nipples.
“Ah Papacito, that feels soooo good. Fuck, you got me dripping over here!” Valentino moaned, throwing his head back in ecstasy.
Vox couldn't even answer as he was too entranced by Valentino's throes of pleasure. The larger man looked utterly ravishing as he squirmed under Vox, under his touch, and Vox couldn't help but get a little carried away admiring the man.
“As much as I would love to spend the whole night dry humping one another, I'm ready to get to the real fun~.” Valentino cooed with a smoldering look on his flushed face, “Are you pitchin’ or catchin’ baby?”
Vox actually didn't know which he would prefer. While he rarely received while he was alive, he could tell that Valentino was packing underneath his ass and wanted him to show Vox just how good at his job he is.
Vox grinded down, trying his best to display being sexy as he could to his companion, “I think I want you to show me what you can do with this monster but I also really want to fuck you till I got you screaming my name.”
Valentino chuckled behind one of his hands, “Well you paid quite a lot to spend time with me. We got the whole night, baby~. This ain't a one and done deal, so we'll have time to do whatever your sinful little heart desires~♡.” Valentino assured.
Without a word, Vox shed his vest and blouse, appreciating the look of pure hunger on Valentino's face as he surveyed Vox's body.
Vox never had a problem with his body, that part wasn't all too bad. Sure he was scrawny as all hell but his main issue was always the freaking television for a head-
“You're not here with me baby.” Valentino accused, cutting through Vox's thoughts.
“Sorry! I was just thinking-” a slender finger to his lips effectively cut Vox off.
“No more thinking. If I'm not enough to occupy your attention then maybe I should just be on my way.”
“No!” Valentino smirked at Vox's desperate outburst, the sinner’s screen blushing madly, “I'm sorry. I'm all yours, no more thinking. I promise.”
Valentino's hands played with Vox's belt to his trousers, “Good, because I'd hate to end things with you so soon. I can't wait to see how you'll have me screaming your name later.”
The hooker removed Vox's belt in a fluid motion, going for the button and zipper next. Vox was trying his best to remain calm, hoping to God he didn’t cum as soon as Valentino released his cock from his pants. Gah, that would be so embarrassing….
The larger man finally completed his task, his soft gloved fingers grasping Vox's weeping length and starting to sensually pump. Vox leaned back slightly to moan out, his body dangerously on the verge of going over the edge. Valentino stroked him so slow but so good, gripping and twisting his cock from base to tip, gathering precum at the tip to lubricate as he went along.
Vox's hips stuttered, his hands resting on Valentino's shoulders as he leaned over, face only inches away from the other man's, “Valentino… I- I can't. I can't hold on anymore, it's been so long since I've- ah!- been touched like this, oh fuck!”
Vox watched the mothman snicker in his face, “Like I said papi, we got all night. If you want to cum, then cum~ ♡.” Vox shuddered as Valentino licked the expanse of his neck with his long tongue, sucking and kissing at the junction of Vox's neck where skin met mechanical.
The extra sensation from his warm mouth finally sent the smaller male over the edge, the orgasm ripping from his body threatening to shut all his systems down. His voice came out static-y and warped as he moaned out, rocking his hips into Valentino’s hand as spurts of cum adorned the hooker’s abdomen.
“That’s it baby, give it to me~.” Valentino purred, his smooth voice only fueling Vox’s arousal, his mind blank and empty as he continued cumming in the other man’s lap.
Vox’s climax subdued with him releasing a heavily satisfied sigh, slumping in Valentino’s arms to which the moth embraced him gently.
Oh that felt nice.
The intimacy after an orgasm like that had Vox putty in Valentino’s hand, his body feeling the best it’s ever felt. The larger man gently tipped his head up to meet his mouth again, the kiss this time nothing like the last one. It was slow and sensual, every lick and smooch re-lighting the fire inside Vox’s gut.
God Valentino was killing him.
Said man pulled away slightly, his breath warm on Vox’s lips, “I’m ready to fuck you now baby. Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle~.”
Vox nodded numbly, letting Valentino take him in his arms, lifting him up so the larger man could use his bottom pair of hands to peel off his leather shorts. Vox shuddered at the sight that met him, the wet, squelching sound coming from the fact that Valentino had been leaking since the first kiss they shared.
Vox reached without a second thought, the moan coming from Val being absolutely sinful. “Ay! Oh fuck! Yes baby, fucking stroke that dick, yesss!”
Vox prided himself at being the one to get Valentino a moaning mess just by touching him as well but had to keep in mind that the hooker might have just been doing his job and playing the part. Pushing that thought to the side, Vox brought his hand up to lick at his fingers, tasting the man’s essence.
Valentino whimpered at the sight, rubbing his hands up and down Vox’s back, “Oh papacito how nasty of you~!”
Vox smirked and shrugged his shoulders coyly, maneuvering himself to remove his pants all the way and discard them, re-establishing himself back in Val’s lap, chest to chest, legs resting on each side of him. Val peered down to use one of his now gloveless bottom hands to scoop up the puddle of cum on his stomach, maintaining eye contact as he reached around to find Vox’s hole. The digital demon moaned out loud at the feeling, arching his ass out more to open himself up for Val. The larger man fingered his ass with expert precision, finding Vox’s prostate easily. He mercilessly toyed with his partner’s insides, using his cum for lube, thrusting one then two, then three fingers inside him, stretching his hole open properly to accommodate for the moth’s large cock.
Vox couldn’t even feel embarrassment as the other man had him a horny mess in his lap for the second time in less than an hour. He felt good, he wanted to keep feeling good, and he wanted to make Valentino feel good too.
“T-that’s enough, you can…hah…you can fuck me now.” Vox panted out, glancing back at Valentino’s cock, the large appendage practically dripping out the dark purple tip.
Without a word, Val gripped Vox around his waist to hike his hips up to place his cock at Vox’s hole, maintaining eye contact as he slowly entered the smaller sinner inch by inch.
“Ooooohhhh my fucking, ah~! Valentinooo, God, just-” Vox stuttered his brain filled with static as he struggled to even form a single cohesive thought. The hooker held onto him tightly as he finally bottomed out, smooth lips kissing the center of Vox’s sweaty chest as he began fucking him with abandon.
Vox felt like he couldn’t breathe. He could honestly say he’s never been fucked by anybody as large as Valentino and briefly worried about the state of his ass as Val continued his brutal pace. It didn’t hurt at all though, Vox could just feel everything, every thrust from the larger man literally forcing out little whimpers and breaths from him.
“Yes baby, you like that? Tell me it feels good Papi and I’ll give you more~.” Valentino cooed, kissing up and down Vox’s chest and neck.
The smaller man’s fingers trembled as they held onto Val’s shoulders, his back arching to lean into the moth’s mouth and push his ass out to meet his thrusts simultaneously. “M-more! Fuck Valentino give me more! Shit! Ahhh, you feel so fucking good in me! Yes, fuck me like that~!”
Valentino moaned out at Vox’s lust drunk ramblings, “Of course papi, of course. I’ve got you. Let Tino take care of you baby~.”
Vox gasped as a sharp slap to his ass landed, the spark of pain only encouraging him even more. He began to rock and bounce in Valentino’s lap, gasping and panting as he continued impaling himself onto the moth’s hard dick.
Valentino leaned back slightly, hands caressing Vox’s hips once more, “Si papi, ride me! Fuckin’ ride that dick, yes! It’s all yours for the taking!”
Brain now officially off, and instincts only powering his actions, Vox rode Valentino like a stallion, subconsciously shocked at himself and the way he was acting. He threw his head back as he moaned out shamelessly, not even caring to think about anything anymore and simply wanting to just live in this moment with Valentino forever.
“Oooo I’m cumming baby, fuck! Where do you want it? Tell me where you want me to cum baby.” Valentino huffed out, now looking just as flushed and disheveled as Vox.
“Cum in me! Fuck Valentino just cum in my ass, please!! ”
The large man's body stuttered under Vox as he came, his body wracked with pleasure as he filled Vox’s hole generously. The tech sinner couldn’t help but gently caress Val’s face as he rode out his climax, heart skipping a beat as the blissed out man nuzzled into his palm, red eyes fluttering closed.
“Fuck papacito, you feel so good. I haven't cum that hard in a minute! What a rush!” Vox blushed as those wide red eyes popped back open to look back up at him, four arms wrapping around his body. Valentino placed his chin on Vox's beating chest, “I'm having so much fun with you baby~♡.”
Vox smiled genuinely, his mind and heart racing a mile a minute, “I'm having a lot of fun with you too Valentino.”
The two of them sat in each other's arms, Valentino pressing Vox's body close to his as they proceeded to make out with one another. Vox was on cloud 9 and couldn't believe he didn't do this sooner. They stayed like that for a while before Valentino pulled away, smiling at Vox like a drunken fool, “Ready to fuck me?”
Vox scoffed slightly, “You just came? Are you sure-.”
Valentino kissed him once more, stealing the air from his lungs, “ Yes Vox~♡.”
An undeniable shiver ran through Vox. That was the first time Valentino said his name all night and his brain couldn't comprehend it before that the moth hadn't done so this entire time and he was just now noticing that. While he was still trying to compute the situation, Val had flipped them over to Vox being on his back on the bed. He glanced up at Valentino with hearts in his eyes, the hooker being a pure picture of sex incarnated as he towered above him.
The taller man licked his sharp teeth as he peered down at Vox hungrily, “Ready for me to ride you?”
Vox blanked at the question, his mouth blubbering as he tried to choke out an answer but words failed him so he just simply nodded his head. Val smirked as he mounted his partner, caressing Vox’s chest as he settled atop the man's waist. Val began to grind down on Vox, rocking his hips back and forth bringing his erection back to life. Vox hadn't been this horny in forever, his mind cloudy and melted, his only focus being on the beautiful man before him.
The digital sinner watched in amazement as Valentino reached behind him to pull something out of himself. The silver butt plug shimmered as Val toyed with it in his hand, smirking as he laid the object down on the nightstand behind them. He laughed at Vox’s expression, mouth agape.
“If you stay ready, you don't have to get ready. Something I had to learn the hard way with a job like this.” Valentino purred as he blindly slammed down on Vox with scary precision, his slick, warm hole encasing Vox's entire length all in one go.
“ FUCK!!” Both men exclaimed together. Valentino wasted no time, fucking himself wildly on Vox's dick like a pro (technically he was) hips gyrating and bucking, each man moaning out obscenities as they chased down their orgasms.
Vox watched in awe as the mothman had managed to get hard again after cumming only minutes ago, Val's hardened length bouncing up and down as he rode him.
“Mierda…sí fóllame, fóllame papi. Me haces sentir muy bien! AH!” Vox shuddered at the beautiful sound of Valentino expressing his pleasure in his language. Of course he had no idea what he was saying but going off the way the other man's cock was painting Vox’s stomach with precum and his head thrown back as he moaned out, the tech sinner guessed he was doing something right.
“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me…” Valentino kept panting out, his hands fondled and pinching his nipples, his walls clenching around Vox's cock.
“Yes Valentino, keep riding me baby. Hnngg~! Ah fuck, yes, yes!!” Vox groaned.
Valentino’s face was flushed and drool began to drip from his mouth, Vox subconsciously noting how his saliva was now tinted pink. “Sí Papi, ah, ohhhh~. Oh God, ah haahh~. I- I'm cumming, fuck, I'm gonna cum!!”
Vox landed his hands on Valentino's bottom pair that were braced against Vox's chest. “Fuck yes baby, come on. Cum on my dick, fucking use me Valentino. Make yourself feel good. Use me to make yourself cum, baby. Cum on this dick! A-ahh!”
Vox was SO glad he didn't close his eyes as he reached his spine tingling climax because the sight before him was one that would be burned in his mind for all eternity. He watched wide eyed as Valentino's large beautiful wings had flared out, the sight alone being what sent Vox over the edge. They were so large and pretty as they fluttered uncontrollably as Val came on top of him.
“Ayyy FUCK! Fuck Vox, oh my God yes papi, yesss!” Val moaned out, riding out his orgasm on Vox's dick, grinding his hips sensually, milking the other man for everything he had.
Vox laid back and stared at the ceiling as he panted heavily, trying hard to calm his haywire systems down. Valentino collapsed on top of him, the larger man's nipple rings brushing against Vox’s, making him shudder and buck out of sheer horniness. The two of them laid together, catching their breath in each other's arms. Valentino kissed him deeply once more, Vox melting into the kiss. They made out for a while before the mothman pulled away.
Vox hesitated, “Do you….um, do you have to go?”
Val smirked, “Do you want me to stay?”
Vox nodded and Valentino's sharp smile grew wider, “Then all you had to do was ask baby~♡.”
Vox stirred awake to the sound of Valentino whispering violently. He glanced up to see the mothman seated at the chair and table off to the side in the room, facing towards the window. He admired the large man in all his naked glory, basked in the red light of the world shining through the window, before he hissed into the phone he held to his ear.
“I don't fucking care Rodrigo, I want my fucking money!” Valentino spat. He took another drag of his cigarette while Vox guessed 'Rodrigo' on the other line, replied.
“That's what you told me last time. This IS the next time! I'm getting sick of this shit man. You can punch and drag me around all day all you want to but don't mess with my money!”
Vox closed his eyes just as he caught Valentino turning his head to check and see if he was still asleep. It must've worked because the hooker continued his conversation, slightly softer this time.
“Kick me out then! You think I fucking care? You do that shit every time I talk back to you, I don't care anymore man! I'm not letting you get away with keeping my fucking money from me again, not this time.” Valentino growled, leaning back in the chair as he crossed his bottom arms.
It was hard to make out but Vox flinched slightly as the man on the other line began screaming like a mad man, his deep voice blaring through the phone. Vox caught the brief words, “... ungrateful fucking brain dead whore, you'd be NOTHING without me!!”
He looked up at Valentino and saw the large man shuffle his jaw before clenching it hard, a slight shudder racking his body, his bottom arms uncrossing and wrapping around himself. Vox couldn't see the moth's eyes but his voice came out small and tired, nothing like the sharp, snappy tone he just had only seconds ago, “Alright Rodrigo.” was all he said, the fuming man still going.
“Stupid bitch don't you dare hang up on me-!”
Vox watched Valentino end the call and place the phone down slowly on the table. He continued to smoke his cigarette, face still turned away from Vox.
The digital sinner struggled with the words but flinched as Val's head snapped towards him as he sat up in the bed.
“You're uh, still here?” Vox asked.
Valentino shrugged his shoulders, “You wanted me to stay so I stayed.”
“You know if you have other stuff to do, you can go. I didn't mean to hold you up or anything.” Vox watched the moth snub his cigarette and stand from the chair to lay down next to him in the bed. He pulled the covers over himself and Vox, leaning forward to peck his lips softly, “I wouldn't want to be anywhere but here baby. I'm good, really.”
“Sooo…that guy you were talking to. Your boyfriend?” Vox asked, hoping the question wasn't too personal and would set the larger man off.
A sad look crossed the purple man's face before he shrugged it off, “God no. Rodrigo is just my pi- hmmm, boss. He's my boss.”
“Oh. Is he an overlord? Does he own your soul?”
“Hell no! Thank God, he's just a regular dude but he has his connections. He's pretty damn powerful in his own right but an overlord? No.”
Vox shuffled closer to Valentino, wrapping his hands around slender hips, holding the man close to him as he smirked sinisterly, "Do you want to be an overlord?”
Valentino recoiled in disbelief, skepticism written all over his face, “You ask me that like it's easy.”
“It is.”
Disbelief was replaced by pure shock, “And how do you know?”
“I just do. All I need is a partner to get started. So what do you say?” Vox smiled, seeing the gears turning in the mothman's head before he smiled wickedly right back at Vox. Thin arms snaked around his neck as Valentino sighed contentedly, “Alright nerd, whatcha got?”
~Present Day~
“The fuck are you looking at?”
Valentino's voice ripped through Vox's memory, the digital overlord glancing at his lover who was sitting adjacent to him on the lavish couch in the living room of V Tower. The pimp overlord had his long legs crossed and resting on Vox's lap where the older man was idly stroking his purple feet.
Vox shook his head and smiled fondly, not realizing he had been staring off into space, “Nothing.” He replied wistfully.
“The fuck? Why do you sound so sad? The hell are you thinking about over there?” Valentino grumbled as he typed away on his phone.
“Oh, just about how miserable my life would've been down here if I never met you.” Vox glanced over to catch a blush bloom across the pimp’s face, his red eyes widening in shock. The expression left just as quick as it came, the mothman jumping up like the couch was on fire.
“Ugh! Here you go again with that sentimental bullshit! I'm going to go make me a fucking martini.” Vox smirked and shook his head fondly as he watched his flustered lover scurry off.
“What do you want in your martini?!!” The moth screeched from the other room, sounding annoyed as if Vox asked him for one.
Yep, totally miserable.