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    "No, Honey." The word came out with a heaviness that tightened his throat. "Last time, I didn't like it that way." He paused, swallowing static. "It was... bad for me."

    The effect was immediate.

    Alastor frowned. His smile, always so wide, so confident, tightened into something sharper, more dangerous. But it wasn't anger Vox saw in his eyes. It was something more complex. Something he'd never seen on his face before.

    "Bad?" Alastor repeated, as if the word made no sense in his language. "It was bad?" He pushed himself up a little more, the distance between them increasing. "But you were moaning... and you had a..."

    His voice trailed off. Vox knew what he was going to say. An orgasm. Because Alastor had heard it, felt it, believed it.

    Vox shook his head slowly.

    "I faked it."

    Alastor blinked.

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    16 May 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 52

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    All at once, the static went silent.
    But the glow… The glow did not go out.
    Val looked from Vox to the radio, holding his breath, a glare planted firmly on his face.

    Then came the moment he braced for. A voice. His voice.

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    Post S2

    Weeks after his humiliating defeat, and reunited with his newly healed body, Vox's heat suppressants have failed for the first time.
    A late night visit from Val leaves our vulnerable TV subconsciously reaching out for an old communication channel with his enemy - Alastor, the Radio Demon.
    What is it that keeps Vox reaching out after all this time, and what is it about him like this that makes Al answer?

    This is a RadioStatic story, Val is simply here to create drama (as he does).

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  3. Public Bookmark 57

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    —Are you crazy? —he asked, looking at Lucifer as if he'd grown a second head—. YOU? The King of Hell? You're asking ME to join your relationship for a week?

    —Not join the relationship —Lucifer hurried to clarify—. It's just... help. Biological help. Nothing more.

    Valentino let out a low, sensual laugh, his eyes shining with interest. He moved closer to Vox, wrapping an arm around his shoulders while looking at Alastor with a predatory smile.

    —What a surprise —he purred, his voice a satisfied rumble—. This is quite curious, you know? I never imagined the radio demon would be perverted enough to want two omegas for three whole days.

    Alastor, still reclined on the sofa with his feet on the table, tilted his head with his eternal smile.

    —A week —he corrected, his voice with that radio echo that always made Vox nervous—. My rut lasts a full week.

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  4. Public Bookmark 59

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    And then came the voice.

    It wasn't a shout, or even a notable increase in volume. It was simply... the voice. That alpha quality that Alastor deployed like a weapon, that deep resonance that vibrated in the bones and made the body obey before the mind could protest.

    "Ask me for what you want," Alastor said, and every syllable was a command etched into Vox's marrow. "Politely. Or I won't consider it."

    The effect was immediate.

    Vox felt his body go from being taut as a violin string to melting like butter. His shoulders relaxed, his clenched teeth unclenched, and his knees suddenly became very unstable. The alpha command had found its target, had penetrated all his defenses, and his inner omega responded with a submission that was equally shameful and relieving.

    Damn it, Vox thought, as his voice softened without his permission. Damn, damn, damn.

    "Please," he said, and his tone was so low, so sweet, so pathetically submissive that he almost didn't recognize himself. "Please, Alastor. Make me a baby."

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    15 May 2026

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    Vincent Whittman, a young failed Broadway actor, turned to television to become the brightest star and trailblazer.

    However, fate had other plans for his path to stardom...

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