#part10

Vox x fem!reader// NSFW 18+ // 🔞minors do not enter 🔞

Summary: After a strange week you get offered a job working for hell's biggest asshole but does he have a soft spot for you? Or is he just using you?

The kitchen countertop was covered in a dusting of flour and remnants of broken eggshells. Frustrated murmurs escaped your lips as you haphazardly combined the ingredients, creating a messy yet committed scene as you set out to make a batch of pancakes. Throughout your life, you never had the opportunity to hone your cooking skills; your husband had never been supportive of much anything, often leaving you without even enough to put food on the table, money always scarce. Despite it all, you woke up determined to prepare something for Vox; he always approached taking care of you with such tenderness that it made you feel guilty for not putting in the same effort, even though Vox preferred it that way.

“Fuck,” you cursed, wiping the back of your hand across your forehead and staring down at the lopsided plate of pancakes.

“What have we here?” Vox’s raspy voice called out behind you, making you turn and walk into his embrace, his long, warm arms holding you tightly to his bare chest as if you could slip away from him. You found yourself gazing up at him, still reeling from the realization that he was finally yours. "I tried making pancakes, but they didn't turn out well," you confessed, gently extricating yourself from his embrace. With a swift motion, you poured him a steaming cup of coffee, the swirling steam creating a mesmerizing dance in the air as you handed it to him.

"What?" you chuckled, hardly able to catch your breath, as you looked at his perplexed and amused expression.

“You just," he set his mug of coffee down on the counter and strolled over to where you were standing, enveloping you in his embrace again. With a gentle touch, he lifted your chin, his fingers delicately sweeping away the smudge of flour dusting your forehead. "You have a little something right here," he murmured, his warm breath grazing your skin. You gazed into his eyes, mesmerized by their deep crimson color as they carefully examined your features. A soft chuckle escaped him when he noticed your prolonged stare.

"You're so hot," you complimented, laughing internally at your own choice of words.

"Poetic," he chuckled teasingly, letting you go. "You know, I was thinking," he paused to clear his throat, observing you closely as you started arranging the food on a plate, accidentally spilling syrup on the counter.

“Mhm,” you replied, not looking up from your mess.

“I’d like to take you on a date; we've never really- thank you,” he said, graciously grabbing the offered plate. “We’ve, uh, never really had a proper, romantic date,” he smiled nervously, sitting across from you at the table.

"Who would have thought I'd hear you use the words 'romantic' and 'date'?" you teased, taking a big bite, enjoying the sweet and salty combination of butter and syrup.

"Turns out, I'm full of surprises," he responded with a mischievous smile, savoring each bite of the food as a satisfied groan escaped his lips. “These are good, doll.” His piercing red eyes met yours, their intensity always sending a rush of fluttering butterflies through your stomach.

“I'm pleased you like them," you murmured, feeling a warm blush spreading across your face. Every interaction with him seemed to carry an air of intimacy now, making your heart beat faster. In turn, he felt the same, his breath catching as he gazed deeply into your eyes and softly whispered, “Beautiful,” His focus on you interrupted when Cor gently knocked on the door and entered the room.

"Good morning, sir and madam," he greeted with a nod, stepping forward to stand before you. His smile lit up his face, reaching his bright blue eyes as he addressed each of you with warmth and respect.

“What?" Vox's eyebrows furrowed as he asked, his tone filled with annoyance; without waiting for Cor's response, Vox shot up out of his chair, “FUCK,” he cursed, abruptly interrupting Cor, whose mouth was held open to speak, ultimately closing it with a hearty chuckle at Vox's sudden reaction.

“Did he miss another meeting?” you said playfully, your eyes following hungrily as vox's shirtless form disappeared into the bedroom.

"Indeed, he has a history of such behavior. How have you been feeling?" Cor inquired, his bright blue eyes full of vitality, turning his attention toward you.

You couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment as you looked into his eyes. With a genuine smile, you confessed, "This is the best I've ever felt." His warm expression mirrored your own, creating a moment of genuine connection with your dear friend. As Vox muttered curses and hopped on one leg through the bedroom, both of you turned to look at him. He was slipping on his dress shoe and holding his jacket between his teeth. "How late?" he asked, his voice muffled by the fabric.

"Approximately 15 minutes," Cor stated, glancing down at his watch with a look of precision and assurance.

“Fuckinggoddamnit,” Vox cursed, slipping his jacket over his broad shoulders and walking briskly to stand in front of where you were seated. “I gotta go, baby, date tonight, okay?” he nodded, bending down to kiss you tenderly, his lips lingering before he tore himself away. “I love you; thank you for breakfast,” He turned sharply on his heel, with Cor obediently following closely behind. The heavy door closed with a loud thud, enveloping the room in a peaceful and comfortable silence, leaving you alone with your thoughts.

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Vox rolled his shoulders back as he let out a deep sigh, “Speak up, will you,” he asked, observing with a lack of amusement as the diminutive demon stumbled over his words, his voice revealing nervousness as he struggled to hold eye contact, repeatedly averting his gaze downward as he spoke about his proposed deal. The delivery lacked the confidence and vigor that Vox typically favored. Overall, the behavior did not sit well with him: a sneer curling his lip, revealing razor-sharp teeth. To add to the frustration, the meeting was utterly pointless, having already reviewed all the material just hours before. However, it was important for the company's image to accept input from outsiders, so he begrudgingly sat in the meeting, only half-listening. On the bright side, it wasn't a bad idea, but Vox would never admit it. He always craved the upper hand, his ego too hungry to acknowledge that someone else might have better plans. So, Vox allowed his mind to wander to you, always to you. He couldn't get you out of his mind if he tried; your quiet moans and whimpers when you came around his cock, your soft lips on his, your effortless way at making him feel at ease; shit, he’d be deceiving himself if he claimed that it wasn't impacting his job performance. Becoming increasingly forgetful and more easily irritated when you're not around.

“S-so, what do you think?” the demon's voice cut in, drowning out his thoughts.

“It's not bad," Vox boomed as he reentered the conversation, his commanding voice resonating throughout the large conference room. "There are a few things that need to change for me to get on board," Vox continued, his tone laced with arrogance. "I’ll have my assistant draft a new contract with a proposal for 20% of the gross profit and your name discreetly included in the fine print," Vox declared calmly as he stood up and began pacing in front of the demon, his arms folded neatly behind his back.

"I...I suppose," he stammered, his voice faltering as Vox's loud and commanding tone cut him off mid-sentence.

“Greatttttt,” vox beamed, his grin so sharp that it reached his eyes, creating a menacing expression as he grabbed the smaller man's shoulder forcefully, causing him to flinch in pain. Vox's expression turned serious as he leaned in and spoke dryly, "I'll have it sent over today, buddy. See your way out." With that, he dropped his smile and pushed through the conference room doors, leaving the demon standing there, contemplating every life choice that had led him to this moment.

As Vox entered the bustling hallway, he watched his and your assistants scurry around him with urgency. Suddenly, Cor appeared by his side and matched his brisk pace, his long strides creating a sharp contrast to the smaller assistant's shorter steps.

“Sir, I have the information you requested," Cor said, slightly out of breath as he struggled to keep up with the overlord.

Vox's gaze remained fixed ahead as he inquired, "And?" Impatience tinged his voice, his attention already shifting to the next matter at hand.

"Well, it seems as though," Cor cautiously scanned the dimly lit hallway before continuing hushedly, "it isn't possible, sir. There have been reports of rumors circulating about Lucifer himself bestowing the ability for sinners to bear children, but..." Cor's voice trailed off as Vox cast a stern glance in his direction.

“And what of the item I asked you to get?” he murmured, swinging open his office doors.

Cor nodded and closed the heavy oak doors behind them, enclosing the room in a cocoon of silence. He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out a small black velvet box. With a slight bow, he offered it to Vox, who accepted it with his large hand.

"excellent. Thank you," Vox murmured, tucking the box into his pocket. He settled into his opulent chair, and with a snap of his fingers, the room was awash in an azure glow as the array of monitors on the desk sprang to life.

"May I speak frankly, sir?" Cor inquired.

"Of course, I would expect nothing less. What's on your mind?" Vox's attention remained fixed on the monitors.

"Sir, I'm absolutely thrilled for you. I honestly never imagined that this day would arrive," he exclaimed with a beaming smile.

Vox finally met his faithful assistant's gaze with a loud huff. "Thanks," Vox replied sarcastically. "And she hasn't said yes yet, so don't get your hopes up because I have no idea what I'm doing, as far as, uh," he gestured above his head, hoping the words would come to him.

“Proposing?” Cor asked, raising his eyebrows.

“That,” Vox muttered softly, his hands dropping to his lap with a thud, his gaze irresistibly drawn back to the monitors.

"Ah! Well, you just need to express to her how much she means to you and share what you envision providing for her, and the rest will naturally fall into place. Oh, and don't forget to get down on one knee, sir, and present the ring," Cor said with a smug smile.

"I'm fucked,” Vox sighed.

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"Would you look at that? A date? He should've asked you out ages ago, but that's my opinion. He doesn't seem to have a romantic bone in his body. Or wires? I dunno what that freak has. I can't understand what you see in him," Velvette sneered, her hand resting on her tiny hip.

"He's been really good to me, anyways," you huffed, pushing stray strands of hair away from your face. "I just need some help picking out an outfit," you added, following Velvette as she elegantly moved around the luxurious dressing room.

“Right,” Velvette nodded thoughtfully, running her manicured fingers through a rack of elegant, luxurious dresses. "I have a new collection of lingerie that would be perfect underneath. It's classy but with a hint of slut. You know what I mean?”

“I don't-” you began, snapping your mouth closed as she shoved a complete outfit into your hands.

“Dressing rooms over there, go on,” she shooed you away, mild annoyance on her features. As you stepped out a few moments later, you held the front of the dress tightly, then turned your back to her, offering her the opportunity to zip it up.

"I'll be," she snorted, spinning you around to face her. You looked down, adjusting the fabric to smooth out any wrinkles. "What? Is it too much?"

"Vox picked the right one, I'll tell ya. You look stunnin', all thanks to me, of course," she added with a wicked smile. It was evident that every one of Vee's egos had been clearly inflated.

After choosing the dress and lingerie combo, you allowed Velvette to box it up for you for later and busied yourself for the rest of the day, finding a couple of your new assistants on Vox’s floor, deciding on watching them work, correcting them when necessary, and even helping to answer a few strange calls.

"I thought I told you, no more work," Vox whispered into your ear from behind, his warm breath sending a shiver down your spine and a tingling sensation to your stomach. You closed your eyes, trying to suppress a moan.

"Well, I'm bored, so deal with it," you said, your voice taking on a sultry yet determined tone.

"Can't have that now, can we, doll?" he murmured, not caring that he was interrupting you teaching two now petrified assistants.

"Vox," you said, turning to face him, his tall body caging you into the desk, his arms placed protectively on either side of you.

“Fuck off,” he growled to the two male assistants, his eyes watching them as they stumbled from behind the desk, busying themselves elsewhere.

You playfully expressed mock indignation, taking hold of the top of his dress shirt and playfully fiddling with the button. "How rude," you teased.

"It's all part of my charm," he remarked, his devilish grin spreading contagiously, eliciting a giggle from you.

“Mhm, so, what time is this date?” you asked.

“Well, it's the afternoon now, let's say 8 pm; I should be done with everything by then,” he sighed, allowing his eyes to roam hungrily up and down your body.

“Where are you taking me?” you inquiresd, blush spreading across your face making you turn you away to hide it.

“Look at me,” he growled, the vibrations from his chest making you feel warm and fuzzy. Your eyes met his, the glow from his crimson eyes making you clench your thighs together, a movement he noticed. Picking you up in a quick movement and throwing you over his shoulder, he slapped your ass, making you yelp loudly; his throaty, hoarse chuckle escaped from his lips as he strode down the hallway, shooting a menacing glare at anyone who dared to meet his gaze.

“Be a good girl and be quiet, doll. People are trying to work,” he said, his usual arrogance filling your ears.

“Fuck you, Vox,” you placed your hands on his back, propping yourself up, scoffing at all the people staring at you as you passed.

“Obviously,” he chuckled to himself, kicking open the heavy wooden doors of his office with one foot, causing them to swing wide. After stepping inside, he forcefully slammed the doors shut, making sure to lock them securely this time. He strode across the room and sat in his chair, gently lifting you off his back and settling you onto his lap, paying no heed to the disapproving look you shot as you brushed the hair out of your face.

“Hello baby,” he smiled, cocking his head to the side and using one finger to push you back untill you were laying on his desk, your legs still wrapped around him.

“Thought you were busy?” you asked, sucking air through your teeth as he pushed your shirt up, the cool air hardening your nipples.

His voice took on a dark, hushed tone as he uttered, "For you? Never." his hands closed around your hips, pushing you down onto him.

“Vox,” you sighed, arching your back off the desk, moaning loudly when his lips closed around a nipple, the warmth and soft sparks from his mouth making you soak your barely there underwear.

“No skirt today, fucking shame,” he whispered, his lips closing around the other nipple, his hands lifting your ass up, yanking the tight fabric of your pants down until you were exposed. “I'm addicted,” he spoke Into your skin, leaving a trail of wet kisses in the valley between your breasts. Sitting back up, his fingers teased the thin strip of fabric that covered your cunt, a long finger slipping in, making you cry out.

“Regrettably, I'll have to keep this brief as I'm due for another meeting in just 10 minutes," he said, his voice tinged with restraint as he added another finger, your moans driving him to insanity.

“I'll take everything you give me,” you whined.

“Shit,” he hissed, the sound of his pants being undone, making your chest rise and fall faster, the intense desire blazing inside you like an uncontrollable wildfire.

“Fuck me, Vox, fuck me,” your loud cries pathetic, all for him. Pulling your underwear to the side, he grabbed onto your hips and thrust in, filling you beyond what you could take, but your body would always open up to him.

“Yesssssss,” he snarled, slamming you repeatedly onto him, lewd wet slaps filling the office that likely were spilling into the hall, but you both couldnt find it in yourselves to care, the ecstasy overcoming you both.

“Damn baby,” he gritted through his teeth, a strong arm lifting your body off the desk so you were sat up in front of him, his lips hungrily finding yours. “Im gonna cum, I'm gonna cum, Vox,” you panted, your arms finding leverage around his neck, allowing you to slam down onto him, the sharp drop of your hips making the air leave your lungs.

“Fuck yes,” he growled, his large hands grabbing onto your ass, guiding you down as your hips met his, your clit rubbing onto the hem of his open pants.

“Vox,” you screamed, an orgasm ripping through you violently, your body vibrating with intense pleasure, “oh my god,” you panted, hands digging into the skin in the back of his neck, making him nip your bottom lip.

“God can get fucked,” he growled menacingly, his hands driving you down onto him harder, making tears well in your eyes at the overstimulation.

“I love you,” you began to repeat, the burning of another orgasm tingling in your lower abdomen.

“You know I love you, baby. You gonna cum again?” he chastised, a devilish smirk spreading across his face. You began whimpering, looking down between your bodies, the sight of him disappearing in and out of your soaked cunt too much, another orgasm sending blissful shockwaves of pleasure down your spine, gripping him so tightly that he had to slow his thrust to push through the tightening muscle. His loud curses were next, his head flung back as he spilled Into you, one final slam of your hips onto him, and he stilled, his chest heaving as loud pants left him.

“How's that for a quickie?” you laughed, patting his chest until he brought his head back up.

“I’m late, but it's worth it,” he murmured. Looking behind you, he checked the time on one of the monitors and then pulled you to his chest, placing a soft kiss into your hair. Leaning back up, you glared at him.

"What?" he asked, tilting his head to the side, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

"Stop frightening my assistants. You rely on them, and so do I. Understand?" you admonished, pointing a finger in his direction, yelping as he clasped it firmly.

“Your assistants just heard you getting fucked by their boss,” The room echoed with his boisterous laughter as he playfully teased you, savoring the sight of your surprised and bewildered expression.

“You're such an ass,” you scolded, wincing as you pulled yourself off him, grabbing your discarded pants and shimmying them up your wobbly legs.

“So I've been told, dollface," his usual cocky facade was back, the one that first captured your heart. "I gotta go," he lamented, quickly fixing himself up. "8 pm, for the date, i’ll come find you," he said, leaning down to plant a tender kiss on your lips, leaving you feeling lovesick.

“date. 8 pm. Got it,” you whispered, staring into his crimson eyes.

I'm so close to finishing it! I'm genuinely having the hardest time letting this story go as it's my first fic, but chapter 11 will be it, guys.

As always, I am tagging the wonderful souls that have interacted with me the most:

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Part 10 of the Max Verstappen x bestfriend!reader social media au

A/N: Happy Zandvoort Day! I started this part before the race and after that start I was so worried I’d jinxed lol but luckily Max pulled through. Luckily, because it’s made for some inspiring content. The next part will probably be some post-Zandvoort content so if I’ve missed anything in this one it’ll be in the next part.

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You look up at him and he smirks down at you, then quickly moves so he's supporting himself on top of you. He puts his hand on the back of your neck and kisses you. He trails his other hand down your body, leaving a goosebumps where he touched. His hand travels up to your breast and runs his fingers over it, making you let out a soft moan.

He smiles into the kiss and moves down and starts kissing on your neck and you tangle your hand in his hair, the other at his shoulder. Your stomach does twists as he makes his way down to your breast, swirling his tongue around your nipple as he plays with the other. You let out a slight yelp, that turned into a moan when he bit your breasts lightly.

He lifts up and crawls back up to you and kisses you, slipping his tongue into your mouth, exploring it for a moment, before moving down even lower.

You silently thank the gods that you had your ladymaid shaved you /down there/. Robb scoots down so he's level with your heat. He smirks up at you as he watches you squirm for his touch, just making you wetter. "Damnit, Robb. Just do it al-" you gasp, halfway through your sentence.

He slid one of his fingers through your folds, touching your clit slightly, then opened them up. He takes one look up at you, making sure, then continues, licking a stripe up your pussy. You gasp and you arch your back, urging him on. He kisses over your clit lightly before moving his fingers up to rub circles over it, making you let out quiet moans. "Come on, Love, you can do better than that." He laughs slightly.

When you continue to be quiet, he pushes one finger in you, making you moan louder, much louder than before, that's for sure. He continues to rub your clit in circles as he pushes his finger in and out of you, making you a mess under him, then you feel something unusual, a knot coming undone in your stomach.

"R-robb, I think," you try to get something out but your vision goes white, and then, nothing. You feel the knot leaving you, and you whine.

You open your eyes, wondering what had happened. "I'm sorry, I want you to come undone on me. Is that okay?" He repositions himself at your entrance and you nod, excited but nervous.

He leans down on top of you and kisses you as he slides himself in, causing you to moan into his mouth, he fills you up, and starts pushing in and out. He moves away from your mouth and lays his forhead on yours, moaning in your ear.

You look to your right, watching his face scrunched up in pleasure, and take his hand nervously, and lead it up to your throat. He slows down and stop, "Are you sure, I don't want you to get hurt?" He asks.

"I might have never done this before, but I know what I want." You reassure him.

"Alright, just say something like Winterfell if you want me to stop." He pants out, and you nod.

He takes that as a sign to start going, going faster and harder than before, squeezing your neck slightly, making you moan loudly. He keeps going for a moment, then you feel the knot in your stomach, tighter now, and more pleasureful than last time. You clench around him as you feel yourself getting closer, making him squeeze tighter.

You let out a mixture of moans, mostly his name as you feel yourself cum all over him. You grab his hair, the bedsheets, anything you can to steady yourself, and then you feel him release into you, the second time that night. He stops after you both get down from your high and just showers you in kisses, leaving you both laughing.

He ask you how it was after a little while, after you've both cleaned up, and you turn red, "How do you think it was, idiot." You laugh and then answer him seriously.

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“Okay who is ready to paaaaartyyyy?” Erin hollers intoxicated. As the evening got by there was lots of time to fill up their tanks with the cocktails, which were so good that Bati claimed they must have been ‘straight from heaven’. So, it’s no surprise that everybody is slightly or some definitely tipsy when they leave the restaurant.

“I think this is our cue to go home.” Kelley’s dad says, looking at Alex’s parents and his wife. The look on his face and the way he is shoving his hands in his pockets causes Alex to smile. If Kelley is in a situation, she doesn’t want to be in, she does it the same way. They all say their goodbyes to the parents and decide to go to a club right across the street that looks pretty fancy. There is a huge line of people waiting in front of the entrance and the group is stopping to wait in line as well. Apparently, the club is pretty popular and also packed because of the holidays. After a minute or so of standing in line, Alex ends her conversation with her sister and turns around, facing the others. The group is now standing in a circle and Alex is surprised to discover that her fiancée is gone.

“Hey, has anybody seen Kelley?” Alex asks furrowing her eyebrows.

“No, I thought she was with you.” Allie says, while everybody starts turning their heads, searching for Kelley. However, just a moment later Kelley, walks up to them with a huge grin on her face.

“Ah, there she is.” Jerry says, pointing in her direction.

“What did you do? Why are you smirking again?” Erin rolls her eyes.

“Come on guys, we don’t have all night.” Kelley says motioning for the group to follow her.

“Babe, I thought we wanted to go in?” Alex asks, pointing to the line in front of them.

“Yeah, we are, what are you guys waiting for?” Kelley grins.

“Kel, that’s one of the most popular clubs in New York, you can’t just walk in there.” Bati points out.

“Uhh, Bati? I think she’s not.” Alex says slowly, the meaning of the look on Kelley’s face beginning to dawn on her.

“Yeah, no, I’m not. So, I once knew this guy and apparently, he now owns this club and long story short, we don’t have to wait in line.” Kelley says, holding up a bunch of wristbands for the VIP area. All heads turn to look at Alex questioningly, who holds her hands up cluelessly.

“Don’t look at me guys, life with her is still a surprise every day.”

“We know that feeling.” Erin reassures Alex, motioning between Jerry and her.

“Yeah, and we share the same DNA.” Jerry says concerned.

“Actually, we don’t. Biologically seen we only share the same DNA to some extent, let’s say about 50%. The other chromosomes-”

“OH MY GOD, SHUT UP WORMS.” Allie groans loudly, interrupting Kelley and knocking her elbow into her ribcage.

“Aaaalright, who’s up to party?” Kelley asks excitedly.

“Hell yes!” Jen’s husband exclaims.

“Man, Kelley that’s just fucking dope.” Jeri says.

“You, my friend, are a legend.” Bati says, grabbing Kelley’s shoulder impressed. After everybody expressed their appreciation and excitement they start to walk towards the entrance. Kelley waits to go in last, so everybody gets past the bouncer. Alex waits for Kelley in the entrance area, smiling at her, shaking her head.

“What?” Kelley grins.

“You are an enigma.”

“I hope in a good kinda way.”

“You’re all the things in a good kinda way.” Alex grins, leaning closer, biting her lip.

“Oh, am I?” Kelley says, looking at Alex’s lips. Alex looks at Kelley’s lips as well, nodding while closing the distance. When they pull away their gazes meet and their smiles get brighter.

“By the way, that’s such a Kelley thing to say.” Alex says.

“What is?”

“That thing about chromosomes and the DNA.”

“It’s true, tough. They are just dumb.” Kelley says seriously.

“Such a Kelley thing to say, again.”

“Sorry.” Kelley chuckles.

“Don’t apologize, I love it when you say stuff like that. You’re smart, it’s sexy.”

“In that case, that dress you’re wearing would look even hotter accelerating towards my bedroom floor at 9.8 m/s2” Kelley says with a sexy voice.

“Oh yeah, talk dirty to me.” Alex says going in for another kiss. Kelley winks at her, while Alex takes Kelley’s hand in her own, pulling her towards the group, which is already walking down the hallway. When they enter the club it’s just as packed as it looks from outside. The club is lit in light neon blue and the furniture is all white, making everything look rather expensive. If you’d asks Alex the atmosphere somehow is pretty sexy, people are dancing close to each other and the music the DJ is playing underlines that. However, she’s not sure if that’s just the drinks talking. Somehow, Kelley’s acquaintance managed to clear a table for them and now they gather around it. Jen and her husband, as well as Erin, Kristy, Jerry and Allie sit down on the white leather sofa, that is lit at the bottom with blue light as well. Around the table boxes of some kind of very expensive champagne were converted into bar stools. Alex sits down next to Allie on the white sofa, while Jeri and Bati sit down on the boxes. Kelley stands in front of the table, waiting for everyone to settle down. Alex looks up at her pouting, holding out her hand for Kelley to take and motioning to come sit with her. Kelley takes her hand, but remains standing nonetheless, wanting to go to the bar first. Looking at Alex she knows that her drunkenness has reached the needy stage.

“Guys, drinks?” Kelley smirks, wiggling her eyebrows.

“Yeah, let me help you.” Bati says, getting up.

“Babe, you want anything specific?” Kelley asks leaning down, so she can hear her over the music.

“I’m fine with whatever you’re getting, but thanks.” she says, giving her a peck.

“Oh, so Alex can choose something specific and we have to drink whatever?” Allie smirks teasingly.

“All it takes is a kiss.” Kelley says, puckering her lips and moving towards Allie, who pushes her away.

“You’re so annoying.”

“Karma is a bitch, Long.”

“You’re a bitch.” Allie counters and her laughter is interrupted by the look on Alex’s face, her mouth agape and her eyes giving her a look of ‘You did not seriously say that.’. Kelley watches Allie freeze mid-laughter, looking at Alex guiltily. Kelley laughs loudly at the interaction.

“And you say I’m whipped.” she chuckles.

“You guys are such a shit show. I swear one day, I’ll kill the both of you.” Alex rolls her eyes. Kelley and Bati make their way to the bar inside the VIP section and order a huge bottle of rum and some drinks to mix it with, as well as a round of shots. Alex can’t seem to keep her eyes off of Kelley, who walks through the VIP area confidently. To Alex Kelley always looks amazing, so much even that she sometimes thinks it becomes a serious problem when she needs to get work done or when they are fighting about something and a look at Kelley makes her forget why she way angry. However, tonight is one of those nights, where something about her just screams extra sexy with a big exclamation mark. Apparently, she isn’t the only one thinking that her fiancée looks stunning. Kelley is attracting the attention of both men and women all around the club. The gazes are following her everywhere and to be honest Alex can’t stand it, but she lets it go for the moment. Kelley and Bati carry the ice bucket with the drinks over to the table and Jeri gets up to help them with the shots.

“To the best year that’s yet to come.” Alex says, raising her shot to the middle of the table, looking at Kelley intently. Everybody grabs a shot and moves it to the middle so all the glasses are clinking together.

“To 2019!” Jeri shouts, while everyone hollers.

“To the best that’s yet to come.” Kelley whispers, looking at Alex, their gazes holding, while everybody already chugs down the shot. They both clink their glasses again and chug it down as well. Alex grimaces at the taste.

“Wooo.” Kelley exclaims, shaking at the taste. This attracts the attention of one particular girl from the table right next to them again, who tries to make eye-contact with Kelley, smiling flirtatiously. The girl immediately was a thorn in Alex’s flesh, because she has been shamelessly checking Kelley out ever since they stepped foot in the club. Alex leans forward slightly, giving her some serious side-eye, but she’s so focused on Kelley that she doesn’t see Alex’s warning looks. The girl tries to get her attention by playing around with straw in her drink, moving it in her mouth, while eyeing Kelley intensely. Like always, Kelley is totally unaware of the looks she’s receiving. She is distracted by Allie urging her to tell the story about how one time at camp she shattered a window, trying to proof that she could do handstand push-ups. After Kelley finally told the story and everybody laughed loudly, she is looking over to Alex, who has gotten rather impassive over the last 10 minutes.

“What’s up with that look on your face, pretty girl?” Kelley yells over the bass, pulling her stool closer to Alex, putting her hand on her knee.

“That girl at the table next to us, and don’t look, is undressing you with her eyes.”

“Bullshit, she’s probably only watching my gorgeous fiancée, in which case I can’t blame her.”

Alex rolls her eyes at Kelley.

“What? Or maybe she likes my shoes.”

“Kel, you’re fucking hot.” Alex states with a hint of aggressiveness.

“Ehm? Thanks?”

“I think you tend to forget, that you are really sexy. There are thousands, if not millions of people, who would bang you without any question or even a hello, 350 of which are in this club right now and there are only about 400 in here. Don’t act as if this girl is only eying you constantly since we step in, because she likes your damn shoes. And now give me a kiss, before I go over there and cause a scene.”

While Alex talks Kelley watches her face closely, looking for any sign of a joke, but she doesn’t find it. Therefore, she knows not to question what Alex is requesting, not that she would either way, but whatever. Kelley leans in and starts kissing Alex sensually, not only giving her a kiss, but fully making out with her, to which Alex complies happily. The kiss is lasting quiet a while and turns pretty steamy.

“Gosh, get a room Kellex. What are you? Horny 16-year olds?” Allie jokes. However, with getting harassed by their teammates constantly, they don’t even bother acknowledging a word that is leaving Allie’s mouth, but instead keep on kissing, until it’s getting too excessive. By the time they pull away, everyone is already minding their own business again.

“You’re mine.” Alex claims in the close proximity of Kelley’s lips.

“Possessive much, huh?”

“Only a tiny bit.”

“I see.”

Alex leans in for a short, sweet kiss, smiling into it. Kelley grins at her brightly, the smile making Alex forget, why they were kissing in the first place. Their attention is drawn towards the rest of the group, when Jerry starts pouring them a new round of drinks. For the next hour or so, they all fuel their bodies with plenty more drinks and after a while there is no denying that everybody is not only tipsy, but definitely drunk now. They left the table a while ago and are dancing on the dancefloor ecstatically, the mood getting more and more exuberant by the minute.

“I’ll be right back, you need anything?” Kelley yells in Alex’s ear. Alex shakes her head in response.

“No, thank you.”

Kelley makes her way to the bar. The DJ plays some throwback songs and Alex and Allie scream the lyrics to David Guetta’s ‘Memories’ loudly, while jumping around with all the others. Arriving at the bar, Kelley orders another Rum and Coke. The bartender, gives her a nod and starts making the drink. Kelley turns around and leans against the bar, smiling, watching her fiancée having a blast with her friends and family. A hand on her shoulder pulls her out of thoughts.

“Hey, can I buy you a drink?”

Kelley turns towards the voice and is met with a girl, looking like some kind of model, who is eyeing her up and down.

“Thanks, I’m good.” Kelley says shaking her head, turning back around, watching Alex.

“You sure? You look thirsty.” the girl says into Kelley’s ear, lowering her voice. Kelley turns around yet another time.

“Look, you probably are a nice person, but I got a fiancée.”

“So?”

“Okay, you aren’t a nice person. That’s okay.” Kelley says in an indifferent tone, turning away again. Her gaze is meeting Alex’s, who is looking at her questioningly. Kelley, rolls her eyes at the girl next to her and waves it off, gesturing for Alex not to worry about it.

“I live right around the corner, we could just go there. Your fiancée doesn’t have to know.”

Kelley doesn’t really listen to a word the girl is saying, she just looks in Alex’s direction, seeing something she doesn’t like.

“Dude, what’s taking so long?” Kelley says to the bartender. The bartender looks at her apologetically.

“I know you want to.” the girl insists.

“Rum and Coke!” the bartender calls. Kelley grabs her drink and when she takes a step in Alex’s direction the girl is blocking her way.

“Or maybe you could just bring your fiancée.” the girl says biting her lip. Kelley watches her attempt to look sexy emotionlessly. When Alex does something like that, it’s driving her nuts, but looking at this girl, who is doubtlessly very pretty, she feels nothing at all.

“Okay listen, I appreciate the compliment, but I’m really not interested. See, I asked the most amazing girl in the whole wide world to marry me and she said yes. So, you may understand that all I ‘want’ is to get back to her. And if you don’t, that’s not my problem.”

Kelley walks past her determined, shaking her head. She makes her way through the crowd, but Alex is nowhere to be seen. She doesn’t come far until a hand is grabbing her shoulder yet again. Kelley turns her head to see Alex, who is looking at her concerned.

“Everything okay?”

“Yeah, just a very persistent girl making an offer.”

“What kind of offer?”

“First it was a drink, then sex and after that she even offered for you to come.”

“Oh my god, I can’t even let you walk to a bar alone?! Where is she???” Alex asks fumingly.      

“Babe, ignore it, I told her off.”

“Ugh, going to a club with you is exhausting.”

“Look who’s talking.” Kelley says raising an eyebrow.

“You’re exaggerating.” Alex says innocently, looking anywhere but Kelley’s eyes, knowing damn well that she is right.

“Alex, we are here for a little over an hour and I told 5 people to leave you alone. I don’t call that exaggerating. And don’t think I didn’t see you holding up your engagement ring to number 6, while I was at the bar.”

“How the fuck did you see that? You were talking to that girl.”

“Concerning you I see everything.”

“Is that a threat or a promise?” Alex smirks.

“That’s for you to decide.” Kelley winks at her, which makes Alex laugh.

“Let’s get back to the others, you creep.” Alex teases, pulling Kelley deeper into the crowd. The beat the DJ was playing, changes into the beat of ‘Sexy Back’ by Justin Timberlake and Kelley stops in the middle of the crowd, making Alex come to a halt as well, due to them holding hands. Alex turns around to see what’s stopping Kelley, but there is no sight of a distraction. Kelley just raises her eyebrows at Alex challengingly, which causes a smirk on her face in response. Kelley intertwines both of her hands with Alex’s, walking a few steps backwards to the beat of the bass, pulling Alex along. Alex laughs at the flirty look on Kelley’s face, but follows her lead nonetheless. Kelley comes to a stop and pulls Alex closer, guiding Alex’s arms around her neck. She closes the space between them, pulling Alex as close as possible in one swift, rough motion. It’s the good kind of rough though, the one that you use while dancing to manifest that you are the lead. Nevertheless, it surprises Alex, who squeals shortly. Their faces are just inches apart and Kelley’s hands are holding on to Alex’s hips, pressing their bodies together.

“I’m bringing sexy back” Kelley breathes against Alex’s lips, who finds it harder to breathe, each passing second.

“Them other boys don't know how to act (Yeah) I think it's special, what's behind your back? (Yeah)”

Alex’s hands are dangling off of Kelley’s shoulders and their foreheads are pressed against each other.

“So turn around and I'll pick up the slack” Kelley sings, while turning Alex around in another smooth motion. Alex’s breath hitches in her throat. Kelley places her hands on Alex’s stomach, hugging her from behind, her head resting in the space between her shoulder and her neck. One of Alex’s hands moves to Kelley’s nape, holding onto her hair. Kelley starts grinding into Alex from behind, to the rhythm of the song, their bodies synchronizing as if they are one.

“Dirty baaaabe, you see these shackles, baby, I’m your slaaave” Kelley whispers into Alex’s ear, the hot stream of air, causing goosebumps on Alex’s skin.

“I'll let you whip me if I misbehave (Uh-huh)”

Kelley leaves open mouthed kisses along Alex’s neck, who rolls her neck to the side, so Kelley has better access.

“It's just that no one makes me feel this way” Kelley says sexily, through gritted teeth, her lips brushing against Alex’s neck.

“Come here, girl (Go 'head, be gone with it) Come to the back (Go 'head, be gone with it) VIP (Go 'head, be gone with it) Drinks on me (Go 'head, be gone with it) Let me see what you're twerking with (Go 'head, be gone with it)”

Kelley continues to grind into Alex, the temperature in the club feeling like a hundred degrees. Alex feels extremely turned on and she is glad that she is no man, because otherwise her excitement would be visible by now. The alcohol in her system is making her feel everything even more intense and every touch on her skin makes her yearn for more.

“Look at those hips” Kelley sings grabbing onto Alex’s hips.

“You make me smile” she grins in Alex’s neck, while singing, which causes Alex to smile sexily, leaning even more of her weight into Kelley.

“Go 'head, child (Go 'head, be gone with it) And, get your sexy on (Go 'head, be gone with it) Get your sexy on (Go 'head, be gone with it) Get your sexy on (Go 'head, be gone with it) Get your sexy on (Go 'head, be gone with it)”

Alex can’t really take it anymore, she turns around in Kelley’s arms, grabbing a piece of her shirt with her fist and pulls Kelley through the crowd and towards the restroom. Everything feels like it happens in slow motion and that may also be because of the alcohol. Luckily, the music is also booming loudly in there and no one is waiting in line. As soon as they enter the room, Alex turns around and starts kissing her roughly. The kiss tastes like rum and Coke, mixed with coconut and fruit, due to the drinks they had before and they can’t seem to get enough of the mind-blowing taste. Kelley walks further into the room backwards, not breaking the kiss. She hits her body against several doorframes and door handles on the way, but has no reason to complain at all. Alex pushes Kelley into an empty stall and presses her against the wall roughly. The kisses are turning messy and Alex grabs onto Kelley’s belt to open up her pants. She unzips them and her hand disappears inside without hesitation. To Alex there isn’t even time to pull Kelley’s pants down properly, but instead she comes straight to the point. The both of them know, that at this point no foreplay is needed, the intoxication pushing them to another level, which is why Alex simply goes for it.

“Alex!” Kelley breathes almost voicelessly, when two of Alex’s fingers enter her. She starts moving them at a fast pace, while kissing Kelley’s neck, sucking hard on her pulse point.

“Yes! Keep going!” Kelley moans. Alex moves up to kiss her needy. Their breathes are matching into one, putting everything in perfect sync. Mid-kiss a huge smile is growing on Kelley’s face, causing Alex to also laugh into the kiss. Alex snakes her tongue over Kelley’s slowly and teasingly. They are both fully aware, just how crazy the situation is right now. The cute moment is interrupted by Kelley throwing her head back and moaning loudly, when Alex’s other hand springs to action, alternating between rubbing her clit and stroking her folds. Kelley’s hands tangle in Alex’s hair and Alex bites Kelley’s neck. Alex starts working her hands faster, knowing that Kelley wants her to go faster by the way she’s pulling her hair lightly. The whole situation is turning Kelley on in a way that quickly lets her feel strong pleasure and everything Alex touches feels like she sets it on fire. Her chest falls and rises at a quick pace and Alex knows Kelley is close, due to her closing her eyes and her mouth being slightly opened, causing this incredibly sexy face she makes right before she’s coming. She tries to hit the spot, that will bring Kelley over the edge for sure, repeatedly. Alex can see Kelley’s neck veins pop out and it turns her on immensely, leaving her even wetter than she already is. She tries to go faster and keeps on going in and out of her with a strong, incessant, steady rhythm, while rubbing her clit in circular movements. A few seconds later, Kelley reaches her climax with a loud: “Fuck, yeees, Aleeex!”

Before even properly coming down from her high, Kelley switches the positions they are standing in and pushes Alex up against the wall. With her pants still open she grabs onto Alex’s right thigh, pulling it up to her hip, causing Alex’s dress to ride up in the process. Alex watches Kelley pushing the seam of the dress higher teasingly, while sliding her hand up her leg. Their gazes meet and Alex’s pupils have dilated so much, that Kelley almost can’t see the pretty blue she loves. Kelley’s right hand moves to the middle of Alex’s legs and she can feel the wetness through her underwear, which is completely soaked. Kelley starts applying pressure, rubbing her through her string.

“Ooooh.” Alex moans loudly, pushing into Kelley’s hand, her eyes closing in bliss. Kelley pushes the garment to the side and starts sliding her fingers up and down. Right now, Alex swears this feels like dying and ascending to heaven, since she also feels like she would have exploded with just one more passing minute of Kelley not touching her. Kelley hooks her left arm under her butt and lifts her up quickly. Alex’s legs tangle behind Kelley’s back to hold onto her and she leans down to kiss her hungrily. Kelley’s fingers move further south and she enters her. Alex’s mouth forms a perfect ‘O’ and her nails dig into Kelley’s back, spurring her on to keep going. She feels the pressure in her whole body, her back arching, so that her body is pushing into Kelley even more. Kelley starts going in and out very fast and Alex loses every control over her body.

“Oh my god, yes! Faster!!”

The stall feels like a sauna and Alex feels her mind fogging up as well. She rocks into Kelley’s pushes and the walls of the stall are shaking. Over the music you can hear a thumping of Alex’s body being pushed against the wooden stall every time Kelley pushes inside her. Alex feels the orgasm building in the pit of her stomach and she shuts her eyes tightly. That’s when Kelley hits a spot that almost makes her come right away.

“Fuck yes, Kelley, right there!!!” she moans loudly.

Kelley pushes into her even harder now and Alex feels the pressure becoming an unbearably tight feeling that is just waiting to be released. Alex hears a loud crack, but doesn’t give it any attention and she’s not sure she is even able to at this point. The feeling that’s taking over her body too overpowering to be aware of her surroundings. It feels like electricity causing through her veins and she knows that this orgasm is going to be intense. Kelley kisses Alex’s lips sensually and hits the spot over and over, making Alex feel like she’s not on this planet anymore. Kelley’s voice brings her back to reality.

“Babe, look at me.” Kelley orders, brushing their lips together. Alex obliges and as soon as their eyes meet, Alex comes hard. Hot pleasure is flowing through her body and she gasps for air.

“Keeeelleeeey!” Alex moans loudly against Kelley’s lips. In fact, she moans so loudly, that Kelley has to muffle it with a kiss. Alex doesn’t know what has gotten into her, but the orgasm leaves her shameless even though they are in a public place, the feeling just too amazing to possibly stay quiet. Her walls are crushing against Kelley’s fingers hard and her body is trembling, the orgasm lasting for some time. They share some kisses, while Alex needs a while to come down from the high. Kelley lets Alex down slowly, who’s arms still rest around Kelley’s neck, while Kelley strokes her waist up and down.

“Holy shit.” Alex chuckles, in between kisses.

“Mhhm, I agree. That was some wild sex.” Kelley grins. Suddenly, Kelley furrows her forehead.

“Uhh, babe?”

“Yeah?”

“Did you also hear that cracking sound?”

“Oh, that really happened?”

They both start looking around and Kelley starts laughing loudly.

“What?” Alex asks confused. Kelley pulls Alex towards her, turning her around in the process.

“Oh my god, shit!” Alex says, her jaw dropping. The wall she just leaned against has a huge tear in the middle. She looks at Kelley in disbelieve, who is still laughing.

“Did I just fuck you so hard that the wall broke?” Kelley smirks.

“Oh no, will this be something you take pride in?” Alex groans.

“You can bet your ass I will.”

“Uuuuugh, no.” Alex says hitting her head against Kelley’s chest.  

“Come on babe, it’s just another performance to be impressed by.” Kelley winks at her.

“That actually was quite the performance.”  

“Top 3 of wildest public restroom sex?”

“Definitely top 3, but do you remember that time after the game against-“

“-Canada? Yeah, that was definitely number 1.” Kelley interrupts. They high five, followed by a kiss and fix each other’s clothes, before exiting the stall. On their way out they wash their hands and check themselves in the mirror. When they rejoin the group, Alex immediately starts dancing with Allie again, who pushes another drink into her hand. Kelley and the others make their way to the table again to also fill up on drinks. After an hour, Kelley and Bati make their way back to the dancefloor, to check up on Alex and Allie. Meanwhile, the rest of the group already wanted to head home. When they approach them Kelley and Bati share a knowing look.

“Baaaaby, wwhere were youu? I misssed you.” Alex slurs, running towards Kelley, throwing her arms around her.

“Babe, how about a round of water?” Kelley laughs.

“Noooo! How abou’…annother roun’ of drinkss?” Alex asks, pushing her pointer finger in Kelley’s chest.

“Alright, you wanna go sit?”

“Ohmygo’, yes, my feet hur-t ssso much.”

Kelley hooks her arm around Alex and guides her to the table, where Alex sits down exhaustedly.

“Just stay put for a minute okay?”

“I ain’t goin’ nowhere, Officer.” Alex says holding her hands up innocently. Kelley makes her way to the bar and orders a huge glass of water. When she returns, Bati has also managed to convince Allie to sit down for a minute.

“One special drink, for my special girl.” Kelley says, sitting down next to Alex and handing the water to her, who immediately starts drinking it thirstily until the glass is empty. She then leans her head on Kelley’s chest, cuddling up to her.

“Baabe?”

“Mhm?”

“I’m not ssstupid, that was water fo’ ssure.”

“Thank me later.”

Kelley looks at Bati and gestures for them to leave. After 15 minutes of convincing the girls that it’s time to go home, Kelley and Bati are happy to stand outside, waiting for the Uber. He first stops at Allie and Bati’s hotel and after long goodbyes and a few more minutes in the car, Kelley and Alex finally arrive in front of their apartment building. Kelley wakes Alex up, who fell asleep just moments ago and tips the Uber driver. She helps Alex out of the car and hooks her arm around her again, since she definitely needs some stabilization. They walk into the building and towards the elevator wanting to get up, however Alex gives Kelley a look of horror, due to a sign sticking on the door.

‘Out of order. Will be fixed first thing in the morning.’

“Damn it.” Kelley rolls her eyes.

“I’ll sssleep in the lobby then.” Alex slurs, leaning against the wall next to the elevator, closing her eyes. Kelley is totally aware that there is no way Alex’s is going to make it up all 12 floors using the stairs. Actually, she isn’t so sure that Alex would even make one floor, without breaking her neck, considering her state of drunkenness. Therefore, she walks up to Alex and squats down in front of her.

“Jump on.”

“Baaabe, wha’ are you doin’?”

“I’ll carry you.” Kelley says matter of factly, turning around to look at Alex.

“Are’ya craazy? I miight be drunk...BUT there’ss nnno way I’m gonna let’cha carry me 12 floorss.” Alex slurs.

“And I’m sure there is no way you are going to walk them. So, it’s either sleeping in the lobby or me carrying you. And since my fiancée isn’t sleeping in any lobbies, as long as I’m around, you’re going to have to hold on tight, babe.”

“But-“

“End of the discussion.” Kelley says squatting down again. Alex does as she’s told and holds on tight, as Kelley makes her way up the stairs with an unfaltering pace. On the way up, Alex starts very typical drunk conversations and Kelley really has to focus, so that she doesn’t have to laugh.

“Baby?”

“What is it Alex?”

“Baby, yur ssso perfect. Nooo, like reeeally reeeally perfect. Like I don’ deserv’ you.”

“That’s nonsense, princess. You’re even more perfect.”

“Sssee! You always ssay sstuff like tha’, with’cha perfect voice and cha perfect ssmile and- I jus’ love you sso much.“

“Babe, you’re drunk.”

“M’not druunk.”

Kelley stops in the middle of the staircase and turns her head to throw Alex a look of disbelief.

“Oookay, I migh’ be druunk.”

“That’s what I thought.” she says, starting to walk again.

“I loove you, though.” Alex says, pressing a kiss to Kelley’s neck.

“Duuuh.” Kelley says with a Valley girl accent, which causes Alex to laugh. When they finally arrive in their apartment, Kelley carries Alex up the last set of stairs and let’s herself fall on their bed backwards with Alex still on her back.

“Oh my god.” she breathes out exhaustedly, laying on Alex and staring up at the ceiling. Alex’s legs are still wrapped around Kelley’s hips and she softly caresses her collarbone with the one hand and her rib cage with the other. Meanwhile, Kelley strokes the back of Alex’s thighs, which she still holds on to. Alex moves to kiss Kelley’s temple and Kelley turns her head to give her a soft smile, their faces just inches apart.

“You…are my her-o.” Alex whispers, looking deep into Kelley’s eyes. Kelley can see the beautiful blue again, which seems to be even more intense, due to Alex’s eyes being glassy and a little red, which always happens when she’s drunk.

“Wanna know a secret?”

“Yah, what is it?” Alex asks lost in Kelley’s eyes. Kelley leans in and kisses her tenderly.

“Don’t tell anyone.” she whispers when she pulls away. Alex looks at Kelley infatuatedly, releasing a deep breath.

“You drive me craazy.”

“Ditto, but now it’s time to go to bed.” Kelley says pushing herself up and sitting between Alex’s legs at the edge of the bed.

“Nooo, I don’t wanna though.” Alex complains. Alex musters Kelley closely, who’s stretching her arms.  

“Your arms look ssso goo’.” Alex says, sitting up as well to kiss her back, while running her hands over Kelley’s arms. She then snakes them around Kelley’s waist and under her shirt, stroking her abs. The horny type of drunk coming out again.

“Alex.” Kelley says warningly.

“I know you wan’it, tiger.”

“I really do, but I also already had ‘it’ tonight.”

“Your sexiness is fffucking me.” Alex whispers against Kelley’s ear sultrily, causing goosebumps all over her body and heat shooting through her body. Kelley knows exactly what Alex is trying right now. Over the years, Alex has mastered to push her buttons and it demands a shit ton of self-control not to give in right now.

“Alex, stop.” Kelley says weakly.

“Look at me.” Alex says, kissing Kelley’s ear.

“I can't look, because then I see your face and it will be over.”

“Babe, I want’cha to fu-“

Kelley stands up quickly, groaning loudly, running her hands through her face in frustration.

“Uh-uh, you’re not getting in my head right now, Alex. I see you’re getting horny again and as much as I want to, we’re not doing this right now.”

“Damn, I almos’ gotcha, right?” Alex slurs.