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Vox finally collapses onto the bed, his body worn out from the long and challenging day filled with endless meetings, negotiations, and decisions. His mind buzzes with the weight of responsibility, and his limbs ache with exhaustion.
The thought of getting fully undressed feels like a daunting task, and he simply doesn't have the energy for it. He could barely get his shoes and pants off when he stumbled into his room. His hands feel heavy when he slowly removes his tie and unbuttons the first few buttons of his shirt. This will do, it's not like he never slept in his clothes before.
As he sinks into the soft embrace of the mattress, Vox can't help but feel a sense of frustration. His body feels off, as if something is not quite right. Perhaps he caught himself a virus; he'll have his ICT team check him tomorrow just to be sure.
But for now, all he wants is to surrender to the embrace of sleep, to let his weary body rest and rejuvenate. He reaches for his phone before deciding it's probably better not to check it. He has muted Val's number after he made his assistant cancel their date. A bitch move, but he was in no mood to deal with a scorned Val, especially not when he's feeling so drained.
With a heavy sigh, Vox buries himself under the covers, seeking refuge in the softness of the pillows and the warmth of the blankets. He darkens the lights as he shuts off his screen to put it into standby mode, willing himself to let go of the stress and tension of the day, hoping to drift off quickly.
But just as he's on the brink of sleep, he hears the unmistakable sound of heels clicking against the floor. A sense of dread washes over him, knowing exactly who it is without even having to look. Vox sighs as he realizes he's in for a fight he's too tired to deal with.
"I really don't feel well, Val," he mutters, knowing damn well Val isn't going anywhere if he takes the effort to come to his room. He's fearing the mood his partner is in after skipping their date night, and he's annoyed that he can't avoid the consequences till the morning.
Suddenly, the room is filled with sensual music, the type that usually accompanies the entrance of a performer on stage. Grumpily, Vox turns on his screen again, squinting in the dim light. He can smell the sweet scent of Val's cigarettes as he prepares for the inevitable confrontation.
Backlighting floods the room with two spotlights, casting an alluring silhouette in the smoke. His eyes widen as he takes in the sight before him—an enchanting figure with an hourglass silhouette, impossibly long legs, and four arms caressing its own body. He has seen Val in almost every position at this point, but the sight still steals his breath away.
He hears Val's sultry, sensual voice cutting through the darkness. His heart quickens despite his irritation, and he can't help but feel a flicker of anticipation at Val's words.
"So, my little niño feels sick, hmm?" Val purrs seductively. "Don't worry, my sweet baby boy. Mommy is here to take care of you."
Vox's breath catches in his throat as he listens to Val's words, a shiver of arousal coursing through his weary body. He knows he shouldn't indulge in this, but the mere thought of Val taking care of him in such a maternal way makes his head spin with desire.
"Fuck..." he breathes out, his voice barely a whisper but filled with longing. The realization of his own kink hits him hard, and he can't help but feel very excited at the prospect of Val fulfilling this fantasy of his.
Before he can fully process his thoughts, he hears the pitter-patter of small footsteps and sees two shadows darting into the room. Two more spotlights illuminate the space, casting an ethereal glow over the scene unfolding before him.
Val steps into the light, looking absolutely magnificent—like the most beautiful and enticing creature Vox has ever laid eyes on. The luxurious see-through maroon robe drapes over his form, revealing hints of the red push-up corset and matching lingerie underneath. The feathers at the ends of the sleeves and hem make it a glamorous ensemble. His thighs are adorned with thigh-high toned stockings, accentuated by the high heels he wears with effortless grace.
Vox's gaze traces every curve and contour of Val's body, his heart racing with desire. The white shoulder-length wavy hair—reminding him of the old black-and-white movies he to this day adores—adds to the seduction, while the black streak of hair decorating his sidebang adds a touch of mystery.
But it's Val's flawless makeup that truly captivates him; the sensual half-lidded look behind oval glasses, the bright red lipstick that draws him closer. Vox feels himself getting lost in the depths of Val's gaze, utterly mesmerized by the vision before him.
He swallows hard, his throat suddenly dry as he struggles to find his voice. "You look..." he begins, his words trailing off as he searches for the right adjective to describe the breathtaking sight before him.
"Absolutely stunning, I know," Val continues with a chuckle. "I just can't help it, sweetie. I just want to look good for my sick boy.”
Val hums softly as he dismisses his employees with a simple gesture, the sinners quickly dispersing themselves into the shadows.
"Now, where were we, mi dulce niño?" Val purrs as he saunters closer to the bed, the sway of his hips captivating Vox's attention.
Vox's heart pounds in his chest as he watches Val approach, the tension between them thickening with every step. He can feel his body responding to Val's presence, his desire growing with each passing moment.
Val folds back the covers, exposing Vox to the cool night air, dropping his robe as he gracefully climbs onto the bed, his movements stealing Vox's attention completely. He straddles Vox's hips with practiced ease, and his gaze locks with Vox's with an intensity that makes Vox's breath catch in his throat. The weight of Val's body on his cock only adds to the increasing desire.
"My poor, sweet, baby boy," Val coos, running his fingers over Vox's screen with tender affection. "Mommy is here now, honey, to kiss you all better and make all your worries disappear."
Vox has trouble breathing as his body trembles with anticipation. Even after everything, he normally still feels a bit of shame when he indulges in his desires, but in this moment, all he feels is a desperate longing to be taken care of by Val.
Val leans in close, his lips pressing kisses on Vox's screen as he whispers. "Tell me, darling, what can Mommy do to make you feel better? How can I ease away all your pain?"
Vox moans softly at the sensation of Val's kisses. "J-just... just hold me, m-mommy," he breathes out, his voice barely above a whisper but filled with longing.
Val's lips curl into a wicked grin as he leans back, his hands trailing down Vox's chest with teasing slowness. "Oh, sweetheart," he teases. "You know mommy can do so much more than that. Here, let me show you."
With that, Val leans in close, capturing Vox's lips in a searing kiss that ignites a fire within him. Val's tongue dances seductively against Vox's, leaving him breathless and craving more as he wraps his arms around him, pulling him closer. He feels how his body responds eagerly to Val's touch, aching for the passion and desire that he knows Val can give him.
Vox pants as they break off their kiss. Val looks so beautiful with the little spitline connecting their mouths, his lipstick a little smudged as he smiles mischievously. Vox knows he's completely at Val's mercy; Val fulfilling his deepest fantasies is too intoxicating to resist. Not that he wants to resist it.
"Please, Mommy," Vox whispers. He notices that his voice is a little shaky. "Make me feel good."
Vox's heart skips a beat as Val gracefully dismounts him, settling onto the edge of the bed before Val pulls him into his lap, their bodies pressing together in a deliciously intimate embrace. Vox can hardly contain his desire as Val's lips leave another trail of lipstick marks on his screen, each kiss sending shivers down his spine.
Val's hands wander teasingly, caressing Vox's erection through his boxers, making Vox squirm with pleasure. "Mmm, you're so eager, aren't you, mi niño?" Val purrs with desire. "You want me to touch you and make you feel good, don't you?"
Vox's breath hitches as Val's fingers trace along his length. "Y-yes, mommy," Vox moans needily. "Please touch me more. I need you."
Val chuckles, his lips continuing to trail of smooches down Vox's screen. "You're so needy, baby," he murmurs, his breath hot against Vox's screen. "Let's see how badly you need mommy's help."
With skilled fingers, Val slides Vox's boxers down, freeing his throbbing cock from its restraint. Vox gasps as the cool air hits his heated skin, his arousal evident in the way his cock twitches eagerly under Val's touch.
"Look at you," Val coos in admiration as he strokes Vox's cock with sinful expertise. "So hard and ready for me. You're such a good boy, Voxxy."
Vox moans deeply as Val's fingers dance along his length. With each stroke, Vox's arousal grows, his cock throbbing with need.
"Mmm, that's it, baby," Val whispers. "You like that, don't you? You like it when I touch you like this."
Vox's breath comes in ragged gasps as he nods eagerly as he gazes up at Val. "Yes, mommy," he moans. "I love it. I love it when you touch me."
With a wicked grin, Val leans in close, his lips brushing against Vox's screen in another teasing kiss. "Good boy," he praises. "Now, how about a little treat for being such a good boy?"
Before Vox can respond, Val pulls down the cups of his corset, offering him a tit to suck on. Vox's heart races with excitement as he eagerly latches onto Val's nipple, sucking greedily as he savors the sensation.
"Oh, fuck," Vox moans, his voice muffled against Val's chest, his arousal spiking to new heights. He can feel himself getting even harder as he squeezes the other tit, relishing in the softness of Val's skin beneath his touch as he feels his cock leaking in Val’s skillful hand.
Val chuckles softly, his fingers never ceasing their intoxicating movements as he continues to stroke Vox's cock with maddening slowness. "Just like that, cariño," he murmurs, his voice filled with delight. "Suck on mommy's tits like the good boy you are."
Vox swirls his tongue around the erect nipple, playing with the round piercing before gently biting down on the soft flesh of Val's tit. Val's breathy moans are encouraging him to continue his efforts, sucking down on the sensitive bud with increasing intensity. The ache in his cock only increases as he takes in the sensation, his body craving more of Val's touch with every passing moment.
Vox is fully aware of the compromising position he finds himself in with his business partner. Yet, at this moment, all he can focus on is the overwhelming desire he feels for Val. The way Val's warm pecs feel against his lips, the taste of his skin, the way his nipples harden under Vox's touch—all of it consumes Vox completely, driving him deeper into the fantasy.
Suddenly, Vox hears an annoyed cry of pain escape Val's lips, causing him to freeze his movements. "Fuck, Vox! Milk isn't gonna come out no matter how hard you try, cabrón!"
Vox chuckles softly at Val's cry of pain, knowing that his partner can handle a lot more than a little discomfort. "Come on, Val," he teases. "Since when is a little suction too much for you?"
Val scowls. "Yeah, well, it's fucking not!" he retorts. "But I don't like it when I'm not expecting it, pendejo!" Val's annoyance is evident as he tries to push Vox off him.
But Vox holds his ground, refusing to budge as he looks up at Val with his most innocent, yet utterly slutty expression. "I'm so very sorry, my dear; I got carried away. Can you please forgive me… mommy ?"
The moment Vox says the last word, Val's demeanor instantly shifts, his eyes growing heated and longing as he gazes down at Vox. Vox internally laughs as he feels Val's cock twitch against him; apparently he's not the only one that enjoys this roleplay. He has to try his hardest to keep his lips from curling up.
"Of course, baby," Val breathes out, his voice husky with desire. "You know I can't stay mad at my sweet boy for long."
Vox suppresses a smirk at Val's quick change in demeanor, knowing all too well the absurdity of his partner's claim. The thing Val loves most is holding grudges and relishing in his anger, so the idea of him easily forgiving Vox is laughable, if not terrifying, at best. Nonetheless, Vox knows better than to contradict him, especially if he wants to continue their roleplay.
With a mischievous grin, Vox resumes his activities, his lips returning to Val's nipple, although he makes sure to be a little more gentle this time. He feels how Val's fingers wrap once more around his cock, stroking him slowly with a firm grip—exactly how he prefers it.
"Oh, fuck," Vox moans as he sucks on Val's tit, his tongue swirling around the pierced nipple. "Please, don't stop."
Val's hand tightens around Vox's cock, stroking him with increasing speed and intensity. Vox's breath comes in ragged gasps as pleasure builds in his groin, bringing him closer and closer to the edge.
"Yes, baby," Val hums delightfully. "You're so close, aren't you? You want to cum for mommy, don't you?"
Vox nods eagerly, as he leans back his head in ecstasy, his hips bucking against Val's hand as he chases release. "Yes, please, let me cum. I need it so badly."
But just as Vox feels himself falling over the edge, Val's grip tightens painfully around his cock, tarnishing his orgasm. Vox cries out in frustration and pain as his cum spills over Val's hand, his muscles tensing uncontrollable, leaving him craving the release of pleasure he was denied.
"Fuck!" Vox curses frustratedly as he struggles against Val's grip, glaring at his tormentor.
Val's expression softens as he looks down at Vox, a feigned hint of sadness in his eyes. "It saddens me, mi amor," he says softly. "That mommy couldn't help his baby boy earlier. I tried calling and texting, but somehow you didn't answer."
Panic washes over Vox as he realizes the danger of his actions. Val can be unpredictable when scorned, and Vox knows he shouldn't have assumed he was lucky enough that Val didn't notice.
Vox's mind races as he searches for an excuse, but before he can conjure one up, Val interjects. "I'll have someone check your phone tomorrow," Val emphasizes. "Something must be wrong with it. "Right, mi dulce Voxxy?"
Vox's heart pounds in his chest as he realizes Val's disastrous offer. He nods hastily, fully aware of the threats that linger underneath Val's words. He makes a mental note to wipe his phone before and after he hands it on to Val. Before Vox can dwell on the implications further, Val shifts his attention to the mess on his hand, his expression one of exaggerated surprise and innocence.
"Oh, my!" Val exclaims, holding up his hand to inspect the sperm coating it. "What a mess you've made, baby."
Vox’s eyes widen as he watches Val's fingers approach him, the anticipation making his mouth water. Without hesitation, he leans forward, eagerly lapping at Val's fingers, sucking and swirling his tongue around them. He loves it when Val feeds him his own cum, the sting of humiliation only adds to his desire as the taste of his warm essence fills his mouth.
Val chuckles softly at Vox's eagerness. "There is still some left on your cock, sweetheart," he says, pulling his hand away. “But don't you worry, mommy will help you out."
A gasp escapes Vox's throat as Val's hands suddenly pin him down with a firm grip. He struggles against the onslaught of hands, feeling utterly helpless beneath Val's strength. He feels Val's hands against his wrists while the others press against his legs and chest, effectively immobilizing him, leaving him entirely at his partner's mercy, his attempts to escape squashed by Val's overpowering strength.
Helpless and exposed, Vox can only watch as Val lowers his mouth onto his oversensitive cock. The sensation of Val's long tongue wrapping around his throbbing member is overwhelming, almost unbearable. It feels like fire licking at his skin, sending shockwaves of pain and pleasure through his body. Vox squirms and writhes beneath Val's touch, his pleas for mercy falling on deaf ears as Val continues his relentless assault.
"Fuck! Please, Val, stop," Vox begs desperately. "It’s too fucking much!"
But Val only chuckles at Vox's cries, his tongue continuing to work Vox's cock with a relentless fervor. Each flick and caress sends Vox spiraling further into a state of agony and ecstasy, his body wracked with intense sensations. He can feel his cock throb with every flick of Val’s tongue as he struggles against Val's grip, his pleas growing more desperate with each passing moment.
"Please," he murmurs. "Please stop, m-mommy."
Val finally gives in, releasing Vox from his restraints with a satisfied smirk. "There, there, mi niño," he coos, running his thumb along Vox's cheeks. "All clean now."
Vox pants heavily, his body still tingling from the onslaught of sensations. He gazes up at Val with a mix of exhaustion and desire, secretly pleading for more. He knows his cock needs a small break, but god damn, does he fucking want to continue the pleasure.
Val flicks Vox's sensitive cock playfully, eliciting a gasp from Vox. "You're quite the needy slut, aren't you, baby?" He remarks teasingly.
Vox nods and bites his lips as his cheeks flush with embarrassment, a small smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "I am, but only for you, mommy," he murmurs, his voice barely above a whisper. His confession is immediately met with an approving caress of Val's hand on his cheek. "Can I please thank you for taking care of me?"
Vox realizes that he's treading on thin ice after ignoring Val's attempts to contact him. Despite the exhaustion lingering in his body, Vox knows that he can't afford to slack off now.
Pleasing Val has quickly become his top priority, not only out of desire but also as a form of damage control.
Val smiles and raises an eyebrow, intrigued. "Oh, and how do you plan to do that, mi dulce niño?"
A mischievous grin spreads across Vox's lips as he moves to his knees in front of Val. "Just lay back, mommy."
With eager hands, Vox reaches for the waistband of Val's thong, slowly pulling it down Val's long, enticing legs to reveal his hard cock and dripping pussy. A hungry moan escapes Vox's throat at the sight, his arousal intensifying as he leans in closer. He moves Val's feet onto the bed, spreading his partner wide open for easy access. God, he loves how wet and hard Val gets even before Vox can touch him, his own cock twitching with anticipation.
Vox's breath hitches as he runs a hand through the slickness of Val's pussy, coating his fingers with his partner's arousal. He smirks at the sensation, knowing just how much Val enjoys being touched in such a way. With his hand slicked up, Vox turns his attention to Val's cock, stroking it slowly with firm, deliberate movements. Val's moans of pleasure only spur him on, his own desire growing with each passing moment.
But Vox can't resist the temptation of Val's dripping hole any longer. Leaning in, he dives between Val's legs, his tongue flicking out to lap at the wetness eagerly as he keeps stroking the hard cock. Val's cries of pleasure fill the room as Vox pushes his tongue deeper, thrusting into the dripping cunt.
Val arches his back, one hand grabbing Vox's screen as he pushes him closer. "Yes, just like that, baby," he moans breathlessly. "Tell me how good mommy tastes."
Vox groans in response, the taste of Val's pussy driving him wild with need. His own cock throbs with desire as he works Val's pussy, his tongue sliding in and out with practiced skill. He can feel Val's walls clenching around him, the cock in his hand throbbing.
"Fuck, mommy, you taste amazing!" Vox moans obediently. "But I think I want to taste your hard cock now as well."
With eager hands, Vox positions himself higher between Val's spread legs, his mouth watering with desire as he takes Val's hard cock into his mouth. As he begins to suck, he pushes three fingers into Val's dripping cunt, his movements synchronized to drive his partner wild with pleasure.
Val leans up, his eyes locking with Vox's as he moans in approval of the sensation. "That's good, baby," he gasps, his voice thick with desire. "Fuck me with your fingers as you take my dick into your pretty, slutty mouth."
Vox grunts around Val's cock, the sensation of his partner's piercing against his tongue turning him on immensely. He flicks his tongue around the piercings, tracing the length of Val's shaft with deliberate strokes. With each movement, he tries to take more of Val into his mouth, the stretch of his throat sending a wave of pleasure straight to his own erection.
Val's moans grow louder as Vox works him, his fingers tightening around Vox's screen as he pushes him further down. "Yes, just like that," he gasps, his voice filled with ecstasy. "Take all of me, amorcito. Show me how much you want it."
Encouraged by Val's words, Vox intensifies his efforts, sucking and licking with abandon as he strives to drive his partner over the edge. He can feel Val's cock throbbing in his mouth, his own arousal growing with each passing moment. The taste of Val's pre-cum only adds to his lust, spurring him on as he works Val towards his release.
As Vox continues to work Val's cock with fervent enthusiasm, he feels the tension building in his partner's body. Val's moans grow louder, his hips bucking involuntarily as he nears his climax.
"Don't you fucking stop now," Val moans. "Mommy is so close, sweetie."
Vox feels a surge of triumph as he hears Val's moans grow louder, knowing he's driving his partner over to the edge. Causing Val to scream out in ecstasy as he finally reaches his peak. His moans are filled with raw desire as he pushes Vox's screen down onto his crotch, forcing Vox to take all of him.
Vox's eyes water as he feels Val's hot seed spurting into his mouth, the taste overwhelming his senses as he struggles to swallow. He gags and chokes on the sudden flood of sperm, feeling Val's cock twitching and pulsing against his tongue and throat. At the same time, he feels Val's walls clenching around his fingers, squeezing them tightly in a final wave of ecstasy.
As Val's orgasm subsides, Vox pulls back, panting heavily as he gazes up at his partner. He can feel a sense of pride swelling within him, knowing that he has successfully satisfied Val and potentially reduced the consequences of his earlier neglect.
"Did I please you, mommy?" Vox asks, his voice slightly hoarse from the cock he just took in his throat.
Val nods with a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, baby, you pleased me more than you know," he praises. "You're such a good boy for me, Voxxy."
As Vox catches his breath, he watches with anticipation as Val's smirk transforms into a hungry grin. "You know what I want now, mi dulce niño?" Val purrs. "I want to ride you until you're breeding mommy with your hot, warm cum."
Vox's heart races at the thought, his cock twitching with arousal. "Fuck yes," he growls.
Without hesitation, he gets onto the bed, lying back and spreading his legs a little as he eagerly awaits Val's next move.
Val straddles Vox's hips, his spent cock bouncing eagerly between his legs as he positions himself above Vox's throbbing member. With a sultry smirk, he sinks down onto Vox's cock, taking him deep into his dripping, inviting pussy.
"Oh, fuck," Vox moans, his head falling back in bliss as he feels the tight heat of Val's cunt enveloping him. It's an intoxicating sensation, driving him wild with need as Val begins to ride him with fierce enthusiasm.
Val's moans fill the room as he rocks his hips against Vox's, his hardening cock jumping with each thrust. Vox can feel the tension building in his groin, his orgasm fast approaching as Val's walls clench around him.
"Fuck, baby, you feel so good," Val gasps, his voice thick with desire. "You're stretching mommy so perfectly, filling me up just right."
Vox groans in response, his hands gripping Val's hips as he thrusts up to meet his partner's movements. Val's nails dig into Vox's shoulders, leaving marks that will surely stay there for a little bit. The sound of skin slapping against skin echoes in the room, adding to the intensity of their passion.
"You like that, Voxxy?" Val teases. "Tell me you like watching mommy ride your cock like this."
"Fuck, yes!" Vox responds eagerly to Val's command. "Yes, I love watching you ride me, mommy," he pants, his gaze fixated on the beautiful sight before him.
Val looks absolutely stunning, a vision of passion and desire as he rides Vox with abandon. His corset-clad body glistens with sweat, his nipples peeking out from the red fabric, the glimmering piercings adding to his allure. His tongue darts out, leaving a trail of drool as he moans in ecstasy, his wig messy and makeup smudged just right. The sight of Vox's cock sliding in and out of Val's pussy, with his magnificent cock bouncing above it, sends Vox into a frenzied state of arousal.
Vox feels Val's pussy tighten around his cock once more, signaling his approaching release. Suddenly, Val's moans erupt into low cries of pleasure as he cums again, his walls convulsing around Vox's cock as his own dick leaks sperm down the pierced shaft and onto Vox's abdomen.
Vox gasps at the sensation, overwhelmed by the intensity of Val's orgasm. The sight of Val's blissed-out expression, coupled with the feeling of his warm cum coating Vox's skin, is exquisite. The sensation of Val's wet pussy sliding up and down his throbbing cock is almost too much to bear, driving him to the edge of blissful release.
But just as Vox feels himself ready to orgasm, Val suddenly pulls off, leaving Vox desperate and frustrated.
"Val, what the fuck?" Vox gasps. The anger and desperation are clear in his voice. "Why the fuck did you stop?"
Val chuckles softly, a mischievous glint in his eyes as his face switches to a sheepishly concerned expression. "Oh, I'm so sorry, cariño. Mommy has been so selfish," he says with a honeyed voice. "I shouldn't be over-exerting my poor, sick boy like this. Please forgive me."
Vox's frustration boils over at Val's words, his arousal mingling with anger as he watches his partner toy with him. But before he can protest further, Val rubs his wet cunt over Vox's dick, teasing him mercilessly.
"Fuck, Val," Vox whimpers frustrated. "Please, I need to fucking cum."
But Val only continues to tease him, sliding his folds over just the tip of Vox's throbbing cock, denying him the release he craves. "Oh, baby boy, I'm just looking out for you," Val says, his tone dripping with feigned concern. "You canceled our date, remember? You're not feeling well, sweety. You shouldn't be getting yourself so worked up."
Vox's frustration reaches a boiling point as he watches Val toy with him, his desire for release mingling with anger and desperation. The realization that his earlier manipulation tactics weren't as effective as he had hoped is a stab to his pride. Val is still holding a fucking grudge, and he's being a petty bitch about it.
"Val, please," Vox begs. He knows he has to degrade himself to appeal to Val's ego if he wants to get off tonight. "I'm sorry for canceling, Val, but I need to cum so fucking bad." He remembers the effect the roleplay had earlier on Val's determination for revenge and hopes that it will work again. "Please, mommy , let me fucking cum. I'll be a good boy for you."
Val's lips curl into a wicked smirk as he continues to tease Vox, laughing at his desperation. "Oh, baby, you're so fucking needy, so pathetic," he taunts. "But I guess I can be generous and let you cum. Just this once."
Vox's heart pounds in his chest as Val finally complies, sinking back down onto Vox's cock and resuming his relentless rhythm. The feeling of Val's wet pussy enveloping him once again is overwhelming, driving Vox absolutely crazy with lust.
"Oh, fuck, Val," Vox moans, his hands gripping Val's ass tightly as he thrusts up to meet his partner's movements. "That's it, mommy, ride me. Ride me until I fucking cum inside you."
Val moans loudly as he looks down on his partner, bouncing up and down Vox's cock. "Yes, Voxxy, fuck me," he gasps. "Fill me up with your hot cum, baby. I want it so fucking bad."
Vox grunts in response, his arousal increasing with each passing moment. The feeling of Val's tight, wet cunt clenching around him is almost too much. He tries to thrust harder and deeper into Val, desperate to reach his own climax.
Vox's frustration reaches a breaking point as he feels Val trying to suddenly pull off again. This time, however, Vox's desire to cum overrides any patience he had left.
"Val, you fucking petty bitch!" Vox snarls, his anger boiling over as he furiously flips Val onto his back. His tone is harsh, full of frustration and primal need. "You think you can just fucking tease me like this? You're nothing but a fucking slut, Val. I think you should be reminded of your fucking place."
Val's eyes widen in surprise at Vox's sudden aggression, but a horny grin spreads across his lips as he realizes Vox's determination to overpower him. "Oh, fuck, papi," Val moans. "That's it, baby, show me who's in charge. Use mommy however you fucking want."
With a roaring growl, Vox thrusts into Val with relentless force, his hips slamming against Val's with bruising intensity. The sound of their skin slapping together fills the room, echoing off the walls as Vox fucks Val deep into the mattress.
"You like that, mommy?" Vox taunts. "You fucking like being used like the slut you are? Only good for taking my fucking cum. To be bred like this by your baby niño ."
Val's moans fill the room as he arches his back, his nails digging deep into Vox's shoulders, causing this pleasurable sting as he meets each thrust with eager enthusiasm. "Yes, Voxxy," he gasps. "Fuck me, mi amor, fuck me until I can't fucking walk."
Vox growls in response, his movements becoming faster and more erratic as he fucks himself towards his release. The feeling of Val's tight pussy gripping around him this hungrily is driving him wild with need as he pounds into him with relentless force. Val looks so pretty like this, all fucked into a submissive bliss, his wig sliding off more with every thrust. Vox can feel himself getting closer and closer to orgasm. The tension in his groin is almost uncontrollable; the need to cum overwhelms his senses as he loses himself in the pleasure of fucking his bitch.
Val's moans grow louder and more urgent as Vox pounds into him hard, their combined pleasure reaching a fever pitch. "Oh, fuck, Vox," Val gasps. "You're fucking me so good, baby. I'm gonna cum again, I'm gonna cum all over your big, hard cock."
Vox's own arousal spikes at Val's words, the thought of his partner reaching climax driving him even closer to his own release. "Yes, Val," he growls possessively. "Cum for me, mommy. Let me feel you twitching around me again."
With a loud cry of pleasure, Val's body tenses as he reaches the peak of ecstasy once again, his cunt tightening around Vox's cock as he spills his sticky cum between them, his legs trembling in the air. The sensation of Val's orgasm sends Vox over the edge, his own release crashing over him in waves of intense pleasure.
"Fuck, mommy!" Vox groans, his hips jerking as he empties himself into his partner's tight, welcoming cunt. "I'm cumming, I'm fucking cumming!"
With a primal roar, Vox finally reaches his peak, his cock exploding inside Val. His body is shaking with euphoria, his mind completely consumed by the overwhelming pleasure as his dick shoots load after load of warm cum into Val's tight, wet cunt.
Their bodies shudder and tremble together as they ride out the waves of pleasure, breathing shallowly. The intensity of their orgasms leaves them panting and spent, their bodies slick with sweat as Vox collapses into Val's arms.
As their heartbeat gradually slows and their bodies come down from the heights of pleasure, Vox moves to lie next to Val on the bed, their skin still heated with the remnants of their passion. Val's smile is soft and satisfied as he reaches for a cigarette, offering one to Vox.
"Here, mi amor," Val says, his voice still laced with arousal as he holds out the cigarette.
With a small smirk, Vox accepts the cigarette, bringing it to his lips as he ignites first Val's and then his own with a small spark from his finger. For a moment, they simply exist together in blissful silence, the only sound being their inhaling and exhaling of the smoke.
Vox notices Val's gaze locking onto his. "You know, mi vida," Val begins, his voice low and dangerous. "Next time you mute my fucking number, I'll fucking destroy you. Do you understand, Voxxy?"
Vox swallows deeply, feeling a rush of both arousal and fear at Val's threat. "Yes, Val," he replies, his voice slightly hoarse. "I promise it won't happen again."
Val chuckles softly, the tension in the room fading as quickly as it had appeared. "That's my good boy," he purrs, reaching out to stroke Vox's screen affectionately.
With a contented sigh, Val leans back against the pillows. "You should probably get yourself checked out by ICT, though, mi amor," he says. "You're not feeling well, and I don't want you to get too sick to fuck."
Vox rolls his eyes at the sudden feigned concern for his health but doesn't really feel the need to get into an argument over it. He was planning on going there anyway. "Yeah, you're probably right," he agrees, stubbing out his cigarette in the ashtray.
Val smirks, the playful sparkle returning to his eyes. "Of course, I'm right. But don't worry, Vox, you can go tomorrow."
As Val rises from the bed, Vox's eyes trail over his form, taking in the sight of him loosening the corset and removing the wig. Val's movements are graceful and alluring, even in this casual moment.
"God, you're such a fucking mess, baby," Val says with a playful wink, tossing the wig aside. "But don't worry, cariño, mommy will take care of you. Just like always."
With a satisfied grin, Vox follows him into the bathroom. The resting and getting better can wait until tomorrow. Tonight, Val is the only treatment he desires, even if it makes him worse.