That was good. He was good at this and Vox would't admit it, but he was mildly impressed with how good he was handling everything. From swallowing him down, to spreading his thighs at the brush of his cables. Even the way he opened the channel of electrical current between them. Filling Vox with an energy that he only felt when he was connected to a source himself. He could do this all day at this rate. Maybe he would. Maybe he'd fuck him after this. He hadn't decided yet.
"Oh fuck yes that's good." He said on another sigh of approval. It was good but he still wanted more than what he was giving to him right now. Vox was greedy. Selfish.
Which was why he reached for him with one hand to grip a handful of his hair. His claws curling into the strands before he shoved his dick deep down his throat. Shuddering to himself as he did. The sparks emitting from him only becoming more frequent, moving down his body along with the shudder. That's what he needed. To be taken all the way in. He decided right then that he would start with fucking his throat. If he could handle that, then he could handle more, easy.
With his claws shifting to keep a tight hold on the back of his head, he rolled his hips into his mouth, pressing his cock deeper down his throat. "Don't you dare stop. If you want anything else, don't fucking stop."
Stop using his mouth he means to suck him off or his tongue. Vox was going to fuck his throat sure, but he wanted to feel that tension around him as he did. The squeeze of his throat while he both tried to accept him burying himself down to the base, and reject it at the same time. That was what was going to make him cum, having his way.
Meanwhile, those cables of his wrapped around his cock in return, stroke and tease with socks giving it a squeeze for him. If this boiled down to them cumming more than once, then so be it. There was enough electricity between them that it would keep him energized to keep going.