#voxtech

Okay, I know you like Vox and suffering, so.. I decided to connect it!

Reader: my grandma died

Vox: and your grandma’s corpse weighed you down thus making you late for work?

Reader: no

Vox: well I don’t see how that’s relevant then

Reader: I tripped over her body and broke my ankle and had to limp all the way here

Vox: ha! Funny…

Vox looks down at your bruised up broken ankle*

ʚ 𝐭𝐰 : vox x reader, rough sex, nsfw, thrusting all the way to the cervix, belly bulge, dom!vox, MDNI, recording while having sex, dirty talk, begging, cumming inside.

You're lying face down on his personal studio bed, the blue silk sheets already soaked with sweat and your own juices. Vox holds you firmly by the hips, his nails digging into the soft flesh as he keeps you exactly where he wants you; ass raised, face buried in the pillow, legs spread wide enough for him to admire the damage he's already done to you.

He's completely inside you, throbbing, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix with each slow, cruel thrust. You feel every inch of him slowly tearing you apart, as if he wants you to memorize the shape.

━━ Look at the camera, sweetheart. ━ his voice is an electronic purr. You turn your head and see, his phone is already propped up on the headboard, lens pointed directly at the mirror behind you, reflecting everything: your face, ravaged by lust, and your slightly swollen belly where the head of his cock pushes inside, leaving a subtle bulge every time he plunges in all the way.

━━ I'm going to record this part. ━ he warns you, sadistically, pushing deeper just to hear you whimper loudly. ━━ I want to be able to watch it later… see how you swallow my whole cock, how your little belly makes that bulge when I fill you up until it can’t hold any more.

You try to protest, but only a hoarse, wet moan escapes. He chuckles softly, and holds your hair in one hand, pulling your head back until your neck aches.

━━ Tell the camera you want it, ━ he orders, starting to thrust forcefully now, the smacking of skin against skin echoing in the room. ━━ Tell me you want me to film you being my little slut.

━━ V-vox… ━ you whimper, feeling his cock hit so deep it feels like it’s going to go right through. The pressure on your belly increases, visible in the mirror’s reflection, the slight bulge appearing and disappearing with each brutal thrust. ━━ Please…

━━ Please what? ━ he stops suddenly, buried up to his balls, and slowly rotates his hips, rubbing the thick head right against your cervix. You scream, legs trembling. ━━ Speak properly.

━━ Record.. record me taking your cock, please, fuck me while you record.

He lets out a satisfied sound, almost a growl, and presses the record button on his phone.

━━ Good girl.

And then he loses the rest of control, the thrusts return, quick and merciless. Each time he sinks in, you feel the bulge in your belly become more defined, the perfect shape of his cock's head marking you from the inside, as if claiming you from the inside out. Your moans turn into muffled cries into the pillow, tears streaming down because it's too much, it's too big, but you love every second.

━━ Look at this. ━ he growls, looking at the mirror and the camera at the same time, one hand sliding down to lightly press your belly, feeling himself move inside you. ━━ Look how you were made for me. Take it all, go on, swallow until I cum so deep it'll leak for days.

You climax first, squeezing him in a violent spasm, your whole body trembling as he continues to use you relentlessly. Only when he feels you disintegrating around him does Vox lose his rhythm, thrusting all the way in once, twice, three times, and stays there, pulsing, filling you with so much hot cum that you feel your belly swell a little more.

He lets the camera record everything; the way your little belly becomes slightly rounded with him still inside, the thick string of cum running down your thighs when he finally pulls out, your limp, wrecked body falling to the side on the bed.

Vox picks up his phone, brings the lens close to your sweaty face and parted lips, and whispers, his voice still full of static from pleasure:

━━ This is going to be my new lock screen.

All the speaking parts during Val's drawing tutorial.

Shit that cracks me up:

Vox isnt a 10 on Val's hotness scale he's the exception

Vox choosing to eat greasy food

Val has a history of sucking all the spicy sauce on the wings and then feeding the rest to Shock.WAV and vox being like "he's gonna get fat >:("

"hurry up they're closing at 5!" of course they wait until the place is almost closing for the day the fuckin pricks X"D

Poor Ethan lol my guy can't catch a break. Also wtf the employees dont have ANY designated employee-only restrooms within the tower LMAO that's fuckin evil

Not the fuckin cravat = boobs thing omfgggggg

Not the fingers thing X'D

Vox getting him the nachos he originally wanted AND the wings AND calling the fucking horacha "milk" <3

Valentin-hoes LOL

Vox starting to freak out at the end when he realizes Val had the mic on the whole time. When I do it to others without their consent it's fine but don't do it to ME without MY consent! D:

This was so much fun and I crave more of these silly val drawing tutorials with audible character interactions <3

gotta love vox guys— haven’t gotten the chance to sit down and watch the new season— but I’m a big vox fan through and through ✌️

— F2U with credit

— Likes and reblogs are appreciated

No you’re good.

I could definitely see Angel and reader talking about like some guy that’s terrible in Val’s shoots.

Angel: Can’t Believe I got stuck with Brendan today.

reader: “Brendan Bohner”? I hate that guy and his stupid fucking stage name. You’d think someone with a name like that would know how to work it.

Angel: RIGHT?! And what sucks is we’re always getting criticized for “faking it” when he’s the one who can’t do his shit right!

Reader: I KNOW!! Hey… wanna know a secret?

Angel: Yeah?

Reader: …Tiffany Tit-fucker stuffs her corsets!

Angel: I KNEW SHE WAS FAKING IT!

Reader: Well she has to! She also slept with the judges of the sex-x-xy awards. That’s the only reason she got nominated in the same category as you. Her acting is like stale corn chips!

—meanwhile—

Velvette: I CANT BELIEVE IT!! THAT STUPID WHORE SOMEHOW IS GETTING CLICKS WITH HER CLICKBAIT TITLE “ONLYPANS”

Valentino: WHAT?! This little mierda thinks she can just run off and make it on her own?! WHY DIDNT WE THINK OF ONLYPANS?!

Vox: what are you fuckers talking about? It’s four in the morning.

Velvette: This bitch you fired is trying to make it on her own in this industry! You know that anime “food wars”?

Vox: The one we pirate from the living world?

Valentino: Yeah! With all the innuendo’s about food and sex! Well this puta made her own cooking show where she dresses in nothing but an apron and panties and just makes food innuendos!

Vox: N-Nothing?

Velvette: AND SOMEHOW THEY’RE ALWAYS TOPICAL TO THE RECIPE!

Vox: I think I might need to check it out… for… “research”…

Vox:... stalking

Reader: Oh uhm.... I like singing and dancing.