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Vox had been making out with Alastor for a while now.
This has become a habit of theirs after a night of drinking, dancing, and fucking up small fry.
It left them a little buzzed and when Vox had mentioned he used to ends nights like this by making out to get some of the energy out.
Not even fully having sex, just making out. Alastor had been surprisingly intrigued and ask him to show him.
One unexpected make out in a random ass alley later, led to an awkward separation where Alastor announced that it “ wasn’t the worst thing he’d ever done” and fucked off into the shadows after leaving that glowing review.
After a week of definitely not fretting about ruining his friendship with Alastor forever- the bastard showed back up, didn’t acknowledge what happened at ALL and dragged him out for another night drinking.
By round 7ish Vincent was mostly over it when Alastor decided to lean on him and inform him “that he found that he quite enjoyed the way they had ended the last week and wouldn’t mind a repeat, provided it go no further.”
So, they were making out in a semi-regular basis now. Alastor had fuck all of a schedule outside of his shows and visited as he pleased and Vincent joined him, every time.
This time they had been making out in his apartment( he’d finally gotten a nicer one and invited Alastor over to celebrate, one thing led to another quickly )
They were mostly fully clothed but Alastor took off his overcoat when he got too warm from drinking and he was handsy tonight. He was being good but Alastor wouldn’t stop running his claws over one of his antennas and the side of his screen.
He was so soft and warm, and being so cute- they had used tongue a few times before so he didn’t think he’d get in too much trouble and Alastor could just tell him no when he disliked something so he didn’t resist the urge to suck at Alastor’s tongue gently.
Alastor didn’t stop him so he nipped it as well, not enough to draw blood but Alastor still made a soft sound in response. It was very encouraging so Vincent let his tongue appear and licked his own into Al’s mouth. Alastor dug his claws in and moved himself onto Vox’s lap for leverage. Vox couldn’t help himself, Alastor tasted amazing and was so soft and close.
He licked the overlord's sharp teeth, cutting himself a little and heard Alastor moan in response, he pushed his tongue further in and then more and more until his thick tongue was halfway down Alastor’s throat and he heard him choking.
He immediately pulled his tongue out, “ FUCK! Sorry! Sorry Al, I got carried away-shit, you good? Uh, we can stop-“ leaning back to give him space.
Alastor finished coughing and yanked him back by the top of his shirt, he leaned in as he forced Vox back close and demanded “ Shut UP Vincent! Choke me again .”
And Vincent FROZE.
The combo of being drunk, having Alastor in his lap demanding he choke him again with his tongue- he promptly overheated and passed out