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You eventually got fed up with Vox's obsession with the radio demon, sighing deeply your resignation letter in your hand. Well resignating from both the job of assistant and also of being his girlfriend, two birds with one stone and all of that bullshit you guessed. He barely paid attention to you these days, only ranting to you about work or his stupid deer rival. As you make your way up to Vox's part of the tower. The doors of the elevator opening as you step into his domain, Being careful with the ridiculously tall mountain of papers in your arms. You could see the back of his head moving as his eyes flit across the multiple screens adorning the wall, you make your way towards the tv demon. Your heels clicking softly on the floor, arriving at his work station he barely regards your presence as he points a clawed finger to the empty spot on the left of his desk. To let you know to just leave the documents over there. The fucking audacity this man had, you thought bitterly. No greeting, as he didn't even turn to look at you. Grinding your teeth in annoyance, huffing lightly as you tried to speak up, "..Uhm..Vox-". He held up his hand interrupting you before you could have barely started talking, your fist clenching together in anger at his rude attitude.
You could feel tears of frustration prickling in the corners of your eyes as you bit your lip harshly. Your sharp teeth cutting into the soft flesh easily, pulling your lip into your mouth as you swiped your tongue lightly across the fresh wound. Your hands trembling as they still held on to the stupidly large stack of papers. You put the golden envelope into the bulk of papers placing them on his desk a bit more rough than intended, before making your way to the elevator. Glancing once more at the back of the tv demon, your shoulders sagged in defeat. You were sad to leave him but if he wasn't going to treat you like a girlfriend or fuck it, even an equal colleague you weren't going to stay around hoping for shit to get better. Your wings popping free seemingly out of nowhere, taking the time to stretch them out in the open space. As you gave of a soft squeak in delight, not often getting to let them out fully sadly. You looked down at your watch, noticing that it was just over 12:15, you decided to take a long overdue visit to your favorite lanky moth friend.
Approaching peppermint's station with slow clicks of your shoes, he looks up at you immediately. Cocking his head to the side as he stood up, making his way toward you softly inquiring how the situation went this time. Peppermint knowing Vox had been especially douchey to his girlfriend for the past weeks? months? he didn't know how long but he knew it was long enough. The two of you having talked about Vox's behavior for a bit now and he knew you had beginning to become more than fed up, he couldn't blame you though. Who wanted to be treated like a wet newspaper by their significant other?, that's right no one. So it wasn't a surprise to him when you pulled him aside some days ago. Telling him you were leaving Vox and quitting your job all together, he was anything but happy at hearing this from your mouth. The two of you had been colleagues for a long time, you being a surprisingly likeable person to be around, not at all like the other shit stains that dwelled on this side of the pentagram. So he was quite sad to see you go, but all in all he was happy, he treasured you like a good friend and he wanted you to be happy. Be that at Vox's side or somewhere else he, couldn't care less. As long as you weren't hurting like you were now, he saw the way Vox always dismissed you and it always made him cringe in dislike. He was surprised that you even kept staying at the tv demon's side for so long, he figured you were too sweet and forgiving to just get up and leave at the first sign of emotional abuse.
Peppermint thought back to the situation that happened a few months ago, it was the anniversary of your death day and you had wanted to spend the evening with Vox. She had told him of the plans she had in mind for the two of you, a cozy evening together as she had made the preparations for the food days in advance. Only for Vox to not show up at all, preferring to pull an all nighter instead of going to his penthouse to spend time with his girlfriend. You had come into work the next morning looking absolutely rotten, Puffy eyes, disheveled hair and ruffled clothing. He had sat you down into the bean bag chair that was under his desk, covering you into a soft blanket insisting for you to get some more sleep. He had sent Vox a small invoice telling him you were coming in later as you weren't feeling well. The Vox demon being clearly irritated at that, getting mad that his girlfriend was slacking off on her work. As he had to press his lips together from going ballistic at his boss as he would like for his limbs and torso to remain attached to one another. You shook your head at him sadly, sighing softly "it went as good as you can probably imagine minty". You gave him a sad smile, "Well nothing more to do about it now", shrugging softly. "But hey good luck minty ill see you later yea, don't be afraid to message me ok?, take care". She came over to give him a soft hug before moving toward the elevator. Waving at him sadly as the elevator descended down.
You sighed deeply again trying to make peace with your decision, making your way to Val's department. Surprisingly enough you and the overlord had a bit of a bond, it could be because the two of you shared the same moth like features. But you hoped that it was because he had a sharp tongue and you weren't afraid to fight back, you were an overlord as well albeit not as flashy with the status as some of your fellow peers. You could tell Valentino liked the attitude you gave him, not many people would even try to give him a piece of their mind, but you didn't give a fuck about some stupid shit like status. You weren't cruel but you were not as soft as most demons would assume you to be by your adorable looks, which he fucking loved. The women here in hell were either demure and soft, or all bark and no bite. But all you gave him was attitude and sass, And to be honest he was enticed by the breath of fresh air you gave him.
Carding your hand over your hair fluffing up your curls one more time as the doors opened, stepping out of the elevator. Looking around the studio as you spotted him almost immediately, making your way into the studio towards your friend. Val's eyes immediately zeroed in on you, a tiny moth squeak escaping him absolutely delighted by the fact you decided to drop by his studio which was quite unusual as you tended to be a bit of a workaholic. He cocked his head to the side as he looked at you, analyzing your body language. Coming to a quick conclusion, Vox had decided to ignore you again. She had voiced her concerns about the matter regarding the tv demons attitude towards her a few times to him, he had even scolded Vox for it. Going as far as threatening to put his sharp claw through the tv demons fragile monitor but clearly her words or his didn't stick. This was nothing new to Val though, Vox always tended to have a stick up his ass. Especially when regarding something like emotions, in a way that was always too clinical. Looking at it from more of a logical standpoint, like the machine that he was the moth supposed.
He dared to do it to Valentino himself a few times as well, saying to just 'get over' the emotions Valentino felt. Which earned Vox a screaming match and either a quick fist, glass or high heel to the face whichever suited the moth the best at the time. He wasn't one to hold back his emotions, regarding of who was in front of the him at said moment. However now was not the time for anger as his little oruguita was looking especially devastated and he was for sure the moth woman was in dire need of a pick me up, he liked her too much to not grant her that privilege. Being smack dab in the middle of filming of one his usual raunchy porno's be damned. Standing up as you had made your way towards him, wasting no time in cupping your face with his upper pair of hands and wrapping the lower ones around your waist. Spinning you around a few times, before coddling you to him tightly. "Aaah querida you haven't visited me in a while I'm so happy to see youuu~", he purred, absolutely delighted to have you visit him. The woman in question gave a short laugh at that, her hands coming to rest on his chest. Leaning her face up to place a soft peck on Valentino's right cheek, Looking up at him apologetically "Yea sorry about that Tino, I've been uhh quite busy with work and all of that."
Valentino narrowed his eyes happily, putting you down gently as he wrapped his left lower arm around your shoulder. A happy squeak escaping him, "Nawh i accept your apology mi fueguita, i would love to have you stay here while i finish my work though~". He hummed in thought, drumming his left claw on your shoulder,"And after that the two of us could go out on a little dinner date, how does that sound?". He leaned down to gaze into your eyes closely, cocking his head to the side in question. Upper pair of hands coming to rest on your face, his thumbs smoothing across your cheeks in a comforting manner. Twitching lightly at his touch, you had entirely forgotten about Val's touchy-feelyness. You humoured the thought for a moment, you haven't been out in a hot minute and to be honest you would love to go out with Valentino for a chance, it has been quite a while after all. You nodded happily at him, "i would love to actually!, Do you need me to wear anything fancy?". You asked him curiously, turning your head up at the moth, pouting lightly in a questioning manner.
Valentino was almost vibrating in excitement as his little popilla accepted his dinner request, he thought for a second before settling on an idea. Perking up at her, "Ah how about i ask Vel to whip something up for you to wear hmm?, Nothing better than the number one fashionista to clothe mi oruguita no?" . As he squeezed your cheeks lightly, she made a face at his suggestion slightly unsure about that. As you let your hands come up to cover Val's much bigger ones, lacing your fingers together lightly. "Would she even have time for that that Val?, it would be kind of short notice and i don't want to be rude by giving her more work she might not be able to handle". Your facial expression turned sour for a moment before muttering a, "and she can be such a bitch when you interrupt her work unannounced as well, god Tino it's like you haven't even met her sometimes", you rolled your eyes looking off to the side in amusement letting out a small giggle.
Val waved a hand at the moth woman, dismissing her thoughts. "You're underestimating velvette, she can do it on the fly no questions asked no worries". "Besiiiiiiides", he gave you a sweet smirk. "You look beautiful in anything you wear little popilla, I don't think there is any type of clothing you couldn't pull off~". He thought about all the times Velvette had begged the moth girl to model for her only to be shot down. Val knowing you didn't have quite the confidence in your own body to accept Vel's request, even though the second you would put something out for all to see it would be the hit of the century. Pondering for a moment taking a long drag of his cigarette, letting the smoke trickle out of his mouth slowly. "Before we go out though do you have any preference for something you would like to eat?, i would hate for you to not enjoy our little date to the fullest." As he looked towards you with a raised eyebrow.
You looked up at the moth curiously, giving it a thought for a moment. Perking up visibly antennae wiggling about excitedly as you settled on an answer, ''could we go somewhere were we could eat steak?, I usually don't eat it cause I'm scared of messing it up but i'd love to try it in a restaurant!!'' .Valentino cocked his head to the side letting out a small low laugh at her adorable excitement, ''Ah that would be totally fine, anything you'd like~''. He tilted his head down smiling at you happily, he unwrapped his wings from himself. Opening his arms as he made grabby hands in your direction, You didn't need him to ask you twice as you positively dove into his arms wrapping your arms around his back. He coddled you tight to his body closing his wings around the both of you bringing you into a warm dome of soft fur and cherry smoke, ''anything your heart desires and I'm at your beg and call mi pequiña oruguita~.''
Picking you up with the lower set of his arms, using the upper set to squeeze you into his chest some more. He could feel you nuzzling into him happily letting out a little squeak in delight. He made his way back towards his usual seat right in front of the scene that was unfolding, yelling out a quick command for his workers to continue. As he sat down, adjusting your form so you were straddling his waist. Your warm thick thighs resting against the side of his lap comfortably, your arms wrapping around his neck as you buried your face into the soft fluff around his neck. He circled his lower arms around your waist his hands settling comfortably on your hips while his upper left arm moved to the top of your head, lightly petting your soft hair in delight, knowing you always loved the gesture.
A few hours went by in the moth pimp's studio, multiple scenes getting shot with a multitude of different actors, in various perverted animalistic sex positions. Valentino asking you every once in a while your opinion on a scene, requiring your input on a position, lighting, clothing, even changes of makeup, anything he thought you could help him on. He knew you were a hairdresser when you were walking the globe all those millennia ago, so he had no doubt on your ability of having a good eye for such things. Having had a small conversation with you about it, as he had excitedly inquired about what had occupied you in the land of the living. Next to art of course as he every so often saw you doodling away on sticky notes in the middle of business meetings. As of right now though the moth man was quickly gearing up to go absolutely fucking batshit. The scene he was working on was not coming together in the slightest, the male on screen being too rough for his smaller partner to handle. Making the filming halt quite a few times, to Val's chagrin.
You could feel Valentino's urge for violence rising by the moment, his eyes angrily glued to the scene in front of him with laser focus. You peeked out from under his coat for a second, making sure he wasn't paying you any attention. After making sure he wasn't you lightly waved over one of the crew members who was familiar to you, a small cat like demon who you knew was usually in charge of things like coffee breaks, lunch orders or dinner. The female moth demon leaned down to him softly speaking into the cat demons ear quickly, as soon as you were done whispering to him he nodded quickly before scurrying away in a hurry. You glanced at your moth friend once more, happy to see he was still very much occupied with his work at hand. You let your right hand travel to the back of his neck, your fingers settling on the taut muscle lightly. He flinched lightly at that, his eyes flitting to your form momentarily before settling back on the scene in front of him. You started putting some pressure on the tight skin with the pads of your fingers, massaging his neck lightly trying to relax the muscles softly. You could feel his body relax lightly, as he let out a deep sigh. Your other hand coming up to help relax the stressed skin in softly little ministrations, unfurling the left side of his wing from you under the guise of being too warm.
Continuing your little neck massage on your tall moth friend until the familiar little cat demon scurried into your sight once more, holding two familiar red and yellow bags in his hand. He made his way over to you softly, making sure to stay out of Valentino's icy stare. He put the bags as quietly as he could on the little side table on your left, making sure not to draw the attention of the temperamental moth man. You smiled down at the demon, reaching into your pocket and pulling out a few bills offering the money to him in thanks. The cat lowering his head in clear gratitude, pocketing the bills as he quickly scurried away to a different corner of the studio. You reached your right hand up to Val's face, effectively pulling him away from the scene for a moment as his eyes locked onto your face. "Tino i have a little surprise for you~" you purred happily. As he made a confused face at you, you leaned down gathering the bags into your hands before turning to him in delight. His mood instantly improving as he looked at the familiar bags in your hands, as he looked at you with narrowed eyes, "No fucking way", his voice was surprised and he didn't expect you to remember his favorite fast food restaurant even less expecting you to surprise him with said food when he was feeling stressed.
Wasting no time he plucks one of the bags out of your hands diving into it immediately .As he starts shoveling handfuls of fries into his mouth, clearly much hungrier than he had thought he had been. You bark out a laugh at his messy display, snorting in amusement as you settled for some nuggets instead. What kind of meat was in there you weren't sure, you were also not very curious to find out either because whatever the answer to that question may be, you surely wouldn't like it .They tasted fucking amazing that was for sure, as you took out a little bottle of water from the bag you turned to Valentino. He had stopped the onslaught on the poor little potato strips (for now), settling on gnawing on a burger that was quite a bit too big for his mouth, not like that would stop the moth from trying to smush the whole thing in there anyway. Scrunching your nose at him in mock distaste, shaking your head at him slowly. Pausing his burger assault for a moment, making eye contact with you and responded with an upwards nod of his face as he narrowed his eyes as if to say "The fuck are you looking at" a bit of burger sauce leaking down his mouth. Rolling your eyes at him as you took the burger from his mouth, mushing it between your hands for a bit before giving it back, giving him a light pat on the cheek. "Oh, well i could have done that myself you know!", Sounding a bit exasperated but happily shoving his now significantly flatter burger into his maw successfully.
Finishing up the little munch fest, the two of you went back to 'work', Valentino luckily had gotten out of his urge to murder so the filming continued which muss less hassle and fear than before. Him fully getting absorbed in his 'art' again as he liked to call it, you could feel a small buzz in your pocket. Taking your phone out of your pocket, curiously looking at the device as to whoever had decided to message you. Your jaw clenched lightly, mixed feelings arising in your body as Vox's tag appeared on the electronical device. You hated at the slight hopeful feeling that gave you, swiping open the message only for your body to lock up as the only message he send you was an annoyed one inquiring as to where the fuck his 3 pm coffee was. You clench your phone tightly in your hand, making Valentino look down at you in surprise, his eyes flitting towards the screen as he kissed his teeth in annoyance. Your antennae buzzing around wildly, soft angry squeaks escaping your body uncontrollably as your eyes started to light up in amber fury. Gritting your teeth, as you unconsciously slowly crush the screen between your claws, you could feel him gently take the phone out of your hand and yeeting it into the wall of the studio in clear anger. Before wrapping you up in his wings again cooing at you softly. You sigh tiredly once more, Val's hand coming up to your head patting it softly trying to get you to calm, down at least a little. He could feel you settle down once more against his body in clear fatigue, hugging him softly as you burrow your face in his chest for comfort, inhaling his familiar scent deeply.