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Vox woke up to Alastor kissing his neck. Alastor did that occasionally to wake him up, but this felt more needy. Vox stretched his arms and gently smacked Alastor in the face to catch his attention. “What's up?” He asked. He was groggy and tired and honestly just wanted to go back to sleep.
“Mate.” It was growled out so low that Vox could barely hear. “Want mate.” Alastor pawed at Vox's stomach as he spoke.
“Mhm. I am here.” Vox yawned widely, his sharp teeth on full display for Alastor.
Alastor leaned in close. His eyes were glowing red and his antlers had easily grown thrice the size. “Mate.” He whispered before rubbing his face up against Vox's.
A little muffled sound escaped Vox. “The fuck?” He managed to get out before he felt Alastor’s hands grip his waist.
Slow realization dawned on Vox as he realized what was going on. Alastor wasn't looking for his mate. He wanted to mate. Vox could feel himself blushing once the realization hit him.
Fuck, did he want to have sex with Alastor?
Well… yeah he did.
Vox placed a hand on Alastor's chest and forced him back a bit. “Baby, if we do this, I have conditions.” Vox knew what rabbit hole this would be opening up. This isn't a ‘one and done’ type of situation. Alastor will be breeding him consistently for the next seventy-two hours. Vox researched rutting buck behaviour and he was glad he did because he knew what to expect.
Alastor stared at Vox expectantly. He tilted his head innocently, his tongue flicking out slightly.
“Do you remember our safeword?” Vox didn't know how intact his partner's mind was.
“Hibiscus.” Alastor answered immediately. “If one of us says it, we stop.”
“Good boy.” Vox purred. Alastor felt himself turn a bright red at the words and he looked away. “Now, promise me you'll be gentle.” Vox moved his hands up Alastor's body. “I don't want any of that roughness you rutting males do. If I say ‘ow’ or complain, you need to stop, okay?”
Alastor nodded his head. “Stop when you're hurting or if I go too rough!” Alastor repeated.
“Good. Okay, go ahead.” With permission secured from his mate, Alastor moved his hands and began to undress his partner.
His movements were slow, like he was trying to memorize every part of Vox's body. This wouldn't be the first time they had sex, nor would it be the last time either, but everything felt so much more intimate knowing Alastor's instincts made him go crazy for his partner, and it didn't help that they haven't been intimate for a few months now. Six or seven months now?
Once Vox was naked, Alastor eyed him up and down. He took in every scar and imperfection in his body before he invaded his space. “You're so beautiful.” Alastor whispered as he grabbed Vox's hands and led them up to his own clothing. “I don't know how I got so lucky to get the most beautiful sinner in all of Hell to look at me like you do. To tolerate all my moods and my instincts.”
Yes, Alastor always got this sappy during sex. Vox didn't know why but he wasn't complaining. He liked being told how lucky Alastor felt. It made Vox feel better about his own short-comings. Vox quickly undressed his partner and felt every scar he could see. “You're pretty too.” Vox purred to his partner.
Alastor didn’t respond and instead crashed his lips against Vox’s. One of his hands pushed the back of Vox’s screen closer to his mouth and the other one slipped in between his legs and began to rub his clit.
“Fuck!” Vox gasped into Alastor’s mouth. Alastor loved to make Vox cum before he entered him, Vox had no idea his preferences would follow him into his rut.
“Love the sounds you make.” Alastor whispered as he nibbled Vox's neck. “Want to mark you as mine. Make you bleed, fill you up and breed you properly.” Alastor bit the corner of Vox's screen.
“You want to breed me?” Vox asked with a slight frown. He didn't even know Alastor had a breeding kink.
“You smell so good.” Alastor nodded his head.
Vox thought for a minute before he chuckled. “Alright. I'll let you breed me.” He smiled at Alastor. “You need to be gentle though.” He reminded his mate. He opened his mouth to say something else but he gasped as Alastor pushed his fingers inside him.
Alastor made quick work as he fingered his partner quickly, pistoning his fingers in and out of his mate at such a speed that Vox could barely comprehend. His vision felt blurry as he tried to roll his hips into Alastor’s thrusts.
Vox could feel it build up quickly, so quickly that he couldn't even prepare for it. Alastor pulled his fingers out and watched as Vox humped into nothing. Frustrated gasps left him as he tried to get himself off with nothing there. Alastor was staring at his fingers, curiously watching Vox's liquids shine off his fingers.
“Good.” Alastor murmured. “I would hate for you to not be interested.” Alastor wiped his hands on their bedding and crawled over Vox, watching in mild amusement as his partner tried to grind against the bed. “You seem very into this.” Alastor grinned dangerously.
Vox glared at Alastor and managed to bring his humping to a stop. “So?” Vox growled out. “Want me to make you chase me?”
Alastor's eyes flashed to radio dials and his grip on Vox's hips tightened. “Why make me do all that extra work when you already submitted to me?” Alastor leaned close to Vox's neck and licked his scars littered in his neck. Alastor turned out to not like Vox having just one scar and went out of his way to bite his partner's neck at least once every rut, well, for the first few years. Alastor had managed to calm his instincts down enough to stop biting his partner and instead nibbling him to express dominance. “You smell so divine.” Alastor growled. “So different from all the other times.”
Vox didn't change anything, so he wasn't sure what Alastor could smell, but whatever it was seemed to be a huge turn on. “Your sense of smell must be improving.” Vox hummed. He did start wearing a hunch of natural scents to help Alastor with migraines- but that was all years ago. Alastor was very used to it by now. No matter. “Are you going to keep talking to me like a doll or are you going to shove your dick inside me and breed me?” Vox knew his words would hit a trigger for Alastor, but seeing his ears flatten and his eyes widen at his words felt like a victory no one could beat.
Alastor carefully looked down at Vox's naked body. He trailed his fingers up and down before flipping Vox over to his stomach.
Vox refused to hold his ass up though. This was instinct shit. He was trying to mount him like a deer and Vox was not going to allow that. It was so weird. They've been dating for years, married for a couple years now too, and Alastor has never acted this way during his rut.
He could hear Alastor huff out in annoyance and the occasional deer sound would escape him, but he eventually gave up and rolled Vox to his side and lifted his leg.
Vox expected Alastor to slide right on inside, fulfill his needs and breed him, but what he didn't expect was Alastor's tentacles to slither up his legs and enter him. Two thin tentacles made their way inside and sat there. Neither of them moved, much to Vox's annoyance.
“Fucking move!” Vox snapped as he tried to thrust back into the tentacles.
“Make yourself cum on them.” Alastor's voice sounded so near yet so far away. “I want to watch you grind against them like they're your favourite toy.”
“I want to cum around your cock.” Vox argued, but began to grind down nonetheless, he moved himself to a sitting position so he could properly ride Alastor’s tentacles with little to no difficulty. Alastor was pretty lieniate with making Vox do things. So long as Vox did the thing he asked, he didn't care what else Vox did, and it was times like these where Vox took advantage of Alastor’s gentle nature towards him. As he began to ride the tentacles good and properly, he grabbed Alastor’s claws and led his hand down to his clit. Alastor watched with fascination as Vox began to use Alastor’s hand to jerk himself off.
It was silent aside from Vox’s heavy panting. He was working hard to bring himself to an orgasm. Vox managed to drop himself on Alastor's tentacles and flit his clit just right with Alastor’s hand that had him gasping quietly as he came. He laid flat on his back and barely had any time to recover before Alastor was crawling over him, a hungry glint in his eyes. “Ready?” He purred.
Vox could only nod dumbly. He was prepared for Alastor to go too quickly, but was pleasantly surprised when Alastor slowly entered, taking his time and making sure to not overstimulate his partner.
Vox rested his hand on his stomach and closed his eyes. Once Alastor bottomed out, he didn't move an inch. He was just sitting there with his dick deep inside his partner. “You're doing so good.” Alastor began to murmur reassurances. “You're so beautiful when you relax and enjoy yourself. I love making you feel good and I love watching you fall apart. You're always so good for me.” Alastor leaned over and began to gently kiss his partner, keeping him distracted before he started to move, thrusting into Vox carefully and gently. It was more of a grind than anything else. He was taking good care of Vox and enjoying seeing him toss his head back and forth.
Alastor never had really good stamina for this type of thing, and in rut it seemed to vanish even quicker, but Vox told him that he preferred short sex over drawn out sex, so he never felt the need to expand his stamina. Alastor could feel his building quickly as he thrusted into his partner, speeding up just a little bit as he began to near his own finish.
Vox brought his own hand down and began to rub himself in time with Alastor’s thrusts. While they never really had sex during rut, or atleast no penetration during rut, Vox knew Alastor wouldn't be able to last long. Bucks typically were very quick and Alastor was not exception, but he was holding out, trying to make it feel good for his partner.
Alastor’s ears flattened as he buried his face in Vox’s neck. “Mate, please!” Alastor whimpered.
“Oh, Baby.” Vox gasped as he began to speed up himself. “Do you want permission to breed me?”
“Y-Yes!” Alastor whined as he nipped at Vox’s collarbone, his thrusts turning a bit more rapid and wild
“Go ahead, Alastor. Cum.” Vox’s eyes flashed with hypnosis despite Alastor not even looking his way, but it still had the desired result. Alastor rammed himself in all the way, his cock twitching once, then twice, then it spilled deep inside his partner. Alastor occasionally grinded against Vox as he came, whimpering a bit from the overstimulation.
Vox followed shortly behind his partner and came. Thrusting a bit frantically into his own hand as he did so.
The two laid in silence for a minute, Alastor’s teeth dislodged themselves from Vox’s collarbone and Vox could feel him lapping at the injury.
“New scar?” Vox asked.
“I’ll heal it.” Alastor raised his hand, glowing with bright green energy.
“I never said to heal it.” Vox scoffed. “I like wearing your scars. I was asking if you bit me deep enough.”
“Oh… I don't think I did.” Alastor eyed the injury. “I took off a few layers of skin.”
“Next time bite me deeper.” Was all Vox murmured as he began to pet Alastor’s ears. “That was perfect, Alastor. You were nice and gentle. Next round, I want you to do the same thing, okay?”
Alastor nodded, his eyes a bit wide and his face a bright red.
Vox smiled before he pulled Alastor into a kiss. “Let’s nap first, okay?” He suggested with a yawn once they separated.
Alastor could feel his own eyes dropping. “Okay.” he murmured.