" GOD. I fucking hate you women. You're all annoying ass bitches! You think I won't blast your fat fuckin' head full of blessed bullets??? "
" Get out of my face. I don't have time for you. Ungreatful, annoying ass skanks! "
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" His dick is small . . ! "
" Put it in! Put it in-! I'll do the work~ Just the tip~?? I need it! I need it! Voxxxx! I need it! "
" VOX I want a baby. Vox. Vox I want a baby. I want a baby Vox. I want a baby. Vox. Vox I want BABIES. Vox. Vox I want lots of babies. Vox. VOX. VOX I WANT BABIES. VOX. VOXX. VOX I NEED TO BE BRED. VOX I NEED YOU. VOX. "
" VOXXXX!!! "
" Treat you like what — ? Like you're the most special thing down in this fuckin' hellhole while your ass still has the fuckin' audacity to disrespect me? "
" I made you what you are and you think you can fuck around and talk back to me— ? " ++
" Good boy~ " Praised the moth, delighted in Angel's obedience, & how rare that had been these days. He supposed he could treat his soul kindly — as kindly as he'd deserve if he played along.
" You know your daddy's favorite star, baby. You'll 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 be my favorite. "
" What's the gift? " Valentino purred against him, that long — slick tongue dragging itself along Angel's neck slowly whilst pressing himself against the smaller's backside.
" The gift is me, baby..What else would it be~? Daddy's going to treat you. "
" Oh, but Angel — baby~ " A hand would glip that prominent fluff that were his chest, another trailing along his lower abdoment oh so slowly as golden-dipped claws itch gently over his body.
" I have a special birthday gift for you~ "
" Good boy~ " Valentino purred into Angel's ear, his claws digging into his starlet's shoulders as he lowers his voice to a whisper.
" If you're extra good I might just be inclined to reward you, baby~ "
" Been too long~ " Lower arms would trail themselves down his waist.
" You'll put as many in there as I tell you and if they burst out your fuckin' stomach then we got ourselves a tasty new 𝐬𝐧𝐮𝐟𝐟 film — ! "
" Understood—? " Gripping the arachnid, he would usher him over into the studio.
" Oh — I don't think I asked you what you wanted to do. " His tone fell to a more serious one now as he loom over his employee, magenta eyes narrowing to slits.
" You're 𝐝𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 it whether you like it or not! And if you keep complaining — " ++







