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Ike was fond of Vox, he could not deny that. Since hearing the Englishman for the first time before their debut, he knew he would like to get closer to him. Vox had this feel about him. He was undeniably charismatic. He had his way with words, his replies being smooth and he didn't let anything startle him. Ike found his thick english accent and deep voice pleasant and he wasn't the only one. When Vox talked everybody listened and he always got what he wanted.
Maybe it was the title of “voice demon” that peaked Ike’s interest first. He has seen many things during his travels through time and lands but he had never imagined that he would be working with a demon. He didn't know what to expect and why such creature would be interested in working in the company.
Vox had a very well crafted story about his past and he seemed like he enjoyed talking about himself even though his story had a few holes. He never really mentioned his powers or how they work. Ike wondered if maybe Vox used his powers on him to get to like him, because Vox was very clearly interested in Ike too and he didn't hide that fact.
Not even a few months in Vox would constantly hit on Ike both on streams and in private calls. He would go on about how he would marry Ike and how he likes him. Ike would always find a way how to dodge and change the subject but he was secretly blushing behind the mic. The demon’s advances made it through to him and the two of them quickly became close friends.
It was after their half anniversary that Ike found himself on his way to England. Vox invited him to spend some time with him, maybe stream a little, visit some nice places and of course Ike agreed. He was happy to finally see his friend. He also hoped that maybe this trip would bring them closer.
Vox took Ike everywhere he wanted, showing him all the popular but also hidden sites London had to offer. They spent evenings in pubs and restaurants talking about whatever came to their minds. It felt like they have known each other for centuries, the presence of one another being so comfortable and comforting.
One evening Vox invited Ike to his place for the first time. The novelist had been staying in a hotel for the duration of the trip. Vox offered to cook Ike a dinner and that they could maybe watch a movie or something with a glass of wine. Ike of course accepted. He hoped that maybe this was the time and Vox is going to make a move. Or he would he didn't mind.
Ike turned up to the address Vox gave him at seven sharp. He was excited and didn't want to waste a minute.
Vox lived in an apartment building not far away from the city center. From the outside the building looked historical but the inside was fully renovated. He took an elevator and rang at the door. Vox opened with a smile inviting Ike right in.
The apartment was spacious and luxurious. It was a combination of modern and historical elements. Beautiful ebony furniture decorated with carvings contrasted with white walls. A big smooth velvet sofa and armchairs dominated the living room with red crushed velvet curtains and the biggest TV Ike has probably ever seen.
The kitchen was also black with marble counters. As Ike entered he was hit with smell of herbs and spices, various pots and pans already on the stove.
"Please sit," Voxes voice woke Ike from his thoughts. He waved his hand towards the stools at the kitchen island and Ike took a seat. Vox poured him a glass of red wine of name Ike didn't recognize and placed it in front of him before pouring one for himself.
"You like it here?" Vox smiled as he took a sip seeing Ike still looking around.
"I do," Ike smiled and took his own glass.
"I do enjoy the finer things. It took some time to get the place to my standards."
"I bet the rest of the apartment is also impressive. What about a tour after?" Ike took a sip of the wine without stopping looking at Vox.
"Oh, trying to already slip into my bedroom, mister Eveland," Vox laughed, golden eyes fixed on the novelist. "Very well~"
Ike got goosebumps from the smoothness of the demon's voice "I didn't mean it like that.." the novelist blushed and tried to hide it behind the glass.
Another laugh escaped the demon's lips before he turned to face the stove and continued preparing the promised dinner.
Their conversation carried on like normal. Within a few moments Vox served Ike with a steak with crispy potatoes glazed with a sauce and asparagus with a light salad on the side. Ike's mouth watered just by looking at the meal.
Vox was pleased by Ike's reaction, sitting right next to him. He refilled their glasses with more wine and invited Ike to begin eating.
After they finished eating, Vox cleaned up and offered Ike to see the rest of the apartment. He showed him the master bedroom that was as impressive as Ike expected.
As Vox was explaining something about his big bathtub with jets in the bathroom his phone started ringing. He quickly excused himself and went to pick it up.
Ike didn't mind. He looked more around the bedroom. He didn't want to snoop but he opened a few drawers out of curiosity, looked through the books on the shelfs and even peeked into the walk-in closet.
What caught his attention was another door. He didn't know where they could lead to. Maybe another closet? Vox still wasn't returning so Ike decided to take a look. He tried to open the door. They weren't locked but the door was heavier than the others. He slowly opened them and suddenly a strong smell hit his nose. It was metalic, potent, so familliar. He opened the door more but the room was pitch black. Ike slowly traced the wall until he found the switch and flipped it on.
The scene in front of him stunned him to the point of freezing in place. Fear and shock washed over him as he stared at two bodies tied and bloodied lying on the ground. The people were breathing but unconscious, their necks, chests and thighs full of wounds and marks, blood spilled all over the floor.
Before the novelist could process what he just discovered he heard steps behind him and suddenly he felt a breath against his ear.
"Oh darling, you weren't supposed to see that," the demon whispered. Ike quickly pushed him away and ran out of the bedroom. Vox was much quicker though and appeared right in front of Ike. The novelist fell on the living room carpet staring at the demon above him.
"What- Wh-what was that... What- what are you..." Ike blabbered. The demon watched him with glowing eyes and small sadistic grin.
"It wasn't my intention to scare you, my darling. Or lie to you," Vox leaned down a little. "That," he looked briefly back at the bedroom door, "was just yesterday's dinner. I thought it would be too cliche to say I'm a vampire so I just crafted a story about a demon. Most people don't even know what a real demon looks like so I figured it will do," he tucked a strand of raven hair behind a pointy ear showing his earring.
"But now we have to figure out this mess," his expression turned almost sad. He grabbed Ike by his shirt and pulled him up on his feet with ease. "I don't want to kill you, I really don't. I like you Ike," Vox took his chin and forced Ike to look at him. "I can't risk you telling somebody even if you'd promise. I wanted to do this much later into our relationship but alas here we are," Vox started to get closer to Ike's face and Ike started panicking.
What did Vox mean by this, do what?? Ike tried to wiggle out but Vox was holding him too tight. The vampire slowly leaned in and Ike felt his breath on his neck. Vox buried his nose into the soft skin and inhaled deeply. He loved the way Ike smelled. His shampoo, the gentle cologne, the sweet blood pumping right beneath the skin. It made Vox go mad every time he saw the man but he managed to control himself. Now he didn't need to anymore.
Vox licked the skin right above the artery before he bit down hard. Ike screamed out and tried to fight back but to no avail. Vox was holding him too tight, pressing him to his body.
Vox started to lead Ike backwards pushing him down on the sofa. Ike sank into the velvet cushions and stared at the ceiling through teary eyes. Vox hovered above him, his teeth still latched into the novelist's neck drinking mouthfuls of blood.
Ike was convinced he's going to die tonight. He had no way of escaping and he was sure Vox was going to suck him dry. Suddenly these thoughts were replaced but a funny feeling. His head started to spin but in a good way. The pain from the bite got pushed into the back of his mind and got replaced by an euphoric feeling spilling through his whole body.
Vox stopped clenching on him so tight and allowed for some movement. He nestled between Ike's legs and wrapped his arms around his body. Ike was at this point in absolute ecstasy wrapping his arms around the vampire's shoulders and tossing his head back.
"More.. more.." the novelist whimpered, wrapping his legs around Voxes waist. It was the most amazing and overwhelming feeling. He never felt something like that and any rational thoughts were all gone. He was aware of anything and everything at the same time. He felt his blood rushing through his body. He felt the vampire's mouth on his neck, his strong arms wrapped around his waist. His body was burning up but the vampire was cool.
After a moment Vox pulled away his lips and chin red with blood. "My darling," he looked down at Ike before bringing his own wrist to his mouth and biting down. Deep red blood started to spill out of the veins. "Drink," Vox offered his wrist to Ike. The second the first drop landed on Ike's lips he grabbed the arms and sank his teeth in. In that moment Voxes blood was the most delicious thing Ike has ever tasted. He lapped and licked and sucked at the wrist trying to get the most out of it. He whined like a puppy when Vox pulled away.
"Now listen to me, my darling. It will be painful but only for a moment," Vox stood up. Ike didn't exactly hear him, he was completely out of it but he would quickly understand what Vox ment.
In a seconds Ike's body started convulsing in cramps. His muscles spasming, his insides on fire, his heart beating like crazy. Ike screamed and cried clawing at the fabric of the sofa. His back arched with pain he threw his head from side to side. His tears turned blood red painting his cheeks.
Vox didn't like watching the transformation. He remembered very vividly the pain of his own but there was nothing that could be done. He just hoped Ike's body will take it well. Sometimes the human body just couldn't handle the transformation. They either die from the unbearable pain or the body doesn't transform in time and the lack of blood gets them first. Vox would never forgive himself if he killed Ike.
After a few more moments Ike's body completely shut down. His heart stopped and he finally calmed down. Vox watched him with anticipation awaiting the moment Ike comes back to him.
When Ike opened his eyes again he was confused. He couldn't really proces what just happened. He looked around himself and noticed Vox standing above him and it filled him with a warm and comforting feeling. If he didn't know anything he knew Vox, his blood now running through his veins.
Ike sat up and Vox finally breathed out with relief. "My darling," he took Ike's face into his hands. He felt so full of love looking at his creation. And Ike looked right back at him with adoration of a child looking up at their parent his big green eyes now even more vivid, reminding Vox of stained glass of a cathedral.
Ike looked confused like a puppy that just woke up. He was so cute Vox thought he's going to smother him to death. "You need to eat now, darling. You will be very hungry but after you will feel good again," Vox made Ike sit comfortably before he made his way to the door of a guest bedroom and dragged out a person. The second Ike's eyes landed on the human he looked like he's going to go feral. Vox laughed and plopped the human right next to Ike.
The person had tied arms and mouth but was fully conscious. Vox made them sit up right and sat on the other side so they are between the two vampires.
"Drink," Vox offered and Ike didn't wait a second. He went straight to the neck and bit down sucking loudly.
"What a messy eater," Vox laughed as he watched Ike get his whole mouth and chin soaked in blood that dripped down to his already messy neck. "You will need to learn how to eat politely," Vox added.
Ike has finally started to calm down and come back to his senses. His stomach now comfortably full he started to slow down his eating. He pulled away from the person to look at Vox, his expression changing to something more lustful. "Eat with me," he tilted the human's head to give access to Vox.
Vox chuckled and leaned down to bite down. Ike went back to drinking, licking at the skin to find a new place to bite. The air was filled with a heavy smell of blood and sounds of sucking and pleased hums from both vampires.
They both continued biting the poor mortal inching slowly closer to their adams apple where they met. Vox reached over the body to place his hand on Ike's thigh slowly caressing as their lips met first still on the human skin but then they pulled away just to kiss.
Vox slipped his tongue inside Ike's mouth exploring every inch tasting the blood and licking his now sharp teeth. Ike hummed pleased into the kiss leaning closer over the body before climbing over and sitting on Voxes lap.
Vox immediately grabbed his waist slowly tracing Ike's figure. He slipped his hands under Ike's button up. He didn't want to waste any time so he just pulled, tearing the buttons. Ike quickly took the shirt down and wrapped his hands back around Voxes neck. They didn't even pull away to breath, just sloppily and hungrily kissing and moaning into each other's mouths.
Vox grabbed Ike's ass and grinded against his hips groaning at the friction as they were both hard at that point. Ike tangled his fingers in his hair and pulled back looking Vox in the eyes: "What about the bedroom tour," Ike purred. Vox didn't waste any moment scooping Ike up and carrying him into the bedroom and tossing him onto the bed.
"Still hungry?" Ike laughed as he watched Vox hurriedly discard his own shirt and climb on the bed. "For you always," Vox nestled himself between Ike's legs and leaned down to kiss his neck. He licked and sucked at the soft skin leaving marks like his life depended on it. He slowly moved down to his chest kissing every inch. He couldn't believe he had finally the novelist for himself.
Ike moaned as Vox trailed his tongue down his stomach and began pulling down his pants with underwear. He tossed them aside and looked down at Ike scanning every part of his beautiful body like he was some work of art. Which Ike certainly was.
The novelist watched as Vox kissed down every part of his tummy down to his thighs up to the knee. He had a pleased smile with something obsessive, almost dominant in his eyes. Seeing Vox being absolutely over the heels for him made him happy. Vox was like a dog trying to please his master and Ike wasn't shy to admit he enjoyed that.
"Stop teasing and get to work" Ike cooed. "Impatient are we," Vox chuckled but listened. He got rid of his pants and leaned back down to kiss Ike again. "Whatever you would like," Vox licked his lips. "Fuck me already?" Ike gave him a little kiss on the corner of his mouth.
Vox didn't waste any time. He reached into the night stand and pulled out a bottle of lube. He slicked up his fingers before sitting down. Ike spread his legs more. "Can I?" Vox asked and Ike nodded eagerly. Vox slowly pushed one finger in gently pushing in and out before adding a second one. A breathy moan escaped Ike's lips as Vox began to stretch him out. He wanted to make sure Ike is comfortable before he utterly destroys him.
After a moment Ike began to feel needy again, the fingers stopping to be enough. He wanted more. "Please hurry up.." he bit his lip. "Mhm," Vox stretched his fingers one more time for good measure before pulling them out.
To Ike's surprise instead of pulling his dick out Vox dived between his thighs. A wet heat enveloped his cock as Voxes skilled mouth worked around it. Vox grabbed his thighs to keep his legs apart, his sharp nails digging into the soft flesh.
Ike threw his head back with a moan, a pleasure taking over his body again. “F-fuck.. you don't have to..” he breathed out.
Vox pulled away just to look at Ike and fuck what a sight that was. His golden eyes were almost glowing, the long raven locks sticking to his sweaty shoulders, his lips glossy with spit. Ike felt like he was looking at a perfect statue of a roman god.
“I'm going to devour you whole,” Vox groaned before swallowing Ike's dick again and Ike didn't protest this time. He wasn't sure how long he can last like this and it certainly started to feel overwhelming.
Vox had a very skilled tongue, circling around the head of Ike's cock, swallowing around him and taking him down to his throat.
“W-wait- God.. I'm gonna.. I don't want to now..” Ike almost screamed by how intense the feeling was but Vox just laughed at him with his mouth still full before pulling away once again.
“It's okay baby,” Vox chuckled. “Funny of you to assume this will be the only time you come tonight.”
Ike's head spinned at the sentence. Before he could say anything Vox was already sucking at the tip of his cock again. He wrapped his fingers around the rest of the length and began stroking it. It took only a moment before Ike came with a loud moan.
Vox didn't waste time swallowing and licking his lips “so sweet..” he muttered more for himself and reached for the bottle of lube again.
Ike was still breathing out the orgasm when he felt the tip of Voxes dick at his entrance. Vox leaned down to kiss Ike, this time the kiss was slower but still passionate. Ike holded onto his shoulders as Vox slowly pushed in moaning into the kiss. Ike decided for a little revenge and bit Vox in the lip drawing blood. He licked the few drops and giggled at Voxe’s surprised reaction.
That didn't last for long because Vox bottomed out with one swift motion that took air out of Ike's lungs. He felt so fucking full it was overwhelming.
“Oh god,” Ike cried out and clinged more to Vox. “You keep begging god what about begging me,” Vox groaned into his ear licking at his lobe before biting down gently as he started to thrust his hips.
And Ike would beg but he couldn't get any coherent words out. He felt so good. All he could think about was Vox. His scent, his body, taste of his blood, his strong arms around him. He felt completely enveloped by him and it was so good.
Vox didn't start exactly slow, the sound of skin slapping echoed through the room. And he wasn't also the quietest. And he didn't mind when it was Ike under him. He wanted him to know how good he's making him feel.
“Mine, mine, mine..” Vox moaned as he grabbed Ike's hips and lifted them a little off the mattress to get better access. “Finally mine..” he groaned.
“Y-yess” Ike whined, feeling Vox even deeper now if it was even possible. Red tears were falling down his cheeks as the familiar heat started to build up in his tummy again.
“Please, please, please..” Ike started to blabber clawing at Voxe's back. Vox kissed him alongside his jaw and down his neck “whenever you want,” he murmured.
That was all Ike needed before coming again spilling on his tummy. Vox didn't stop though. He sat back and pulled the tired novelist into his lap right back at his cock. Ike cried out with overstimulation. Vox grabbed his hips and rubbed soothing circles into his skin.
“So good for me,” Vox praised. Ike was trying to catch his breath leaning against his chest. Vox was giving him some time to recover. If he was still a mortal he would be done but now he wanted more. A new strength found his way into his body quickly and he decided that it was now his time to tease Vox.
Ike grabbed him by the throat and kissed him as he started to slowly grind his hips. He entangled his other hand in the other's hair and pulled. Vox moaned into the kiss and Ike giggled “you like this treatment, hm?”
“Would let you do anything to me,” Vox looked at him with half lidded eyes dark with pleasure and Ike felt lightheaded again. It felt so good to be so desired, so loved, so worshiped.
Ike tightened the grip on Voxe's throat and continued lifting his hips, bouncing up and down. Meanwhile Vox was touching all over Ike's body, feeling him up, grabbing at his plump ass and soft thighs, scratching his skin.
Vox was getting so close but Ike was a tease. He was the one controlling the pace and he made sure to slow down everytime Vox was about to cross the line. It was so mean but it also felt so good and Ike was clearly enjoying it.
“Fuck.. you are so good..” Vox moaned and Ike whimpered at the praise. He didn't want to admit it but he was starting to get tired. His thighs were burning and his overstimulated cock was begging for release.
“Beg for it,” Ike looked at Vox and he didn't disappoint. “Please Ike,” Vox grabbed his hips. “Please, please can I.. Can I come..? Please..” he whined desperately and Ike gave in. He allowed Vox to use him like a toy and Vox hurriedly bucked his hips against Ike, lifting him up and down fast as they both came, kissing sloppily and moaning against each other's lips.
They fell on the soft satin pillows breathing heavily still holding each other. Ike buried his face into Voxes chest and Vox his nose into his hair as they rested.
Vox was the first to break the silence. He began by kissing Ike lovingly making sure he's okay. He then got up and went to prepare a bath but was back in a few minutes to get Ike. He carried him like a princess into the bathroom and helped him into the bathtub before sinking into the water next to him.
The water was pleasantly hot, the bubbles smelling like vanilla and coconut. This was the first moment Ike registered how cold his body was compared to the warm water. Vox was also cool the whole time so it must be a vampire thing.
All different thoughts suddenly flooded his mind. He had so many questions, he probably has so much to learn… As if Vox heard his thoughts he pulled him into his arms “it's okay don't think about it now,” he said calmly. “We will talk about all the things tomorrow. You have so much to learn,” the smooth voice calmed Ike. He was right, Ike was tired now anyway. He didn't even have time to respond as his eyelids became heavy and he drifted off to sleep.
Vox gently cleaned his whole body making sure not to wake him up. Ike needed his rest after everything that happened. Young vampires still need to sleep before their body acclimates fully. Vox couldn't get enough of looking at his cute little creation sleeping so soundly, his heart full of love for the novelist. He thought about all the things he has to teach Ike as he carried him back to bed. He dressed him in one of his own shirts and climbed in the bed with him pulling him into his arms wishing him sweet dreams.