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    A thin line of irritation formed on Alastor's smile. He sat up, letting the sheets fall to his waist, and scanned the room. Vox didn't seem to be in the bathroom, nor on the sofa, nor wandering curiously around the room as he had done the night before.

    On the nightstand, propped against an oil lamp, was a note. It was written in impeccable, almost arrogant handwriting, on white paper.

    Alastor picked it up with two fingers, reading the words aloud, his voice a distorted, cold murmur.

    "Thank you for the night. It was a pleasure meeting you"

    His smile froze. "It was a pleasure meeting you"?

    Was that how he said goodbye to him? As if it had been a casual date, a one-night stand of no importance? As if he didn't plan to ever see him again? Alastor squeezed the paper between his fingers, crumpling it slowly.

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    Alvox week 2026

    Day 7: Free day

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    19 Jun 2026

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    What if married!Alastor/Vox worked together to gain Alastor's freedom from Rosie then fucked about it once they did?
    Well, that's pretty much what happens in this fic.

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    “Oh, Charlie, you have no idea what you’ve just done for me. All I can say is, thank you for sucking so much at everything you do.” Vox made it sound like a brag, but he truly did mean it. He was thankful that she had helped him, even when she’d done it unwillingly. “Just… Thank you.”

    Finally, he rests his hands on her shoulders, just like Alastor told him not to in their deal. Alastor stood, smiling just as he usually did, but it felt more genuine this time.

    “Alastor.” Vox said, smiling in a softer way than he’d done in years. “Get over here, and let me kiss you, you idiot.”

    “...What?” The princess muttered. The crowd mumbled in agreement. They were confused, and rightly so.

    Regardless, Alastor stepped through his shadows and onto the stage. He kissed Vox in front of the crowd, soft and tender. Once he pulled away, he asked, “Did you miss me, mon cher?”

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    16 Jun 2026

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    15 Jun 2026

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    Valentino always knew this was inevitable. Vox's omega clearly found something alluring about the Radio Demon, what it was, he couldn’t begin to guess, but being so close to Alastor’s scent after fifty years had spun his partner's hormones up into another unexpected heat.

    It's a good thing Valentino caught it early before Vox went off the deep end and did something truly moronic like try to crawl into the Radio Demon’s lap. Val steps across the hall, peeling Vox away from the red fuck, and he slings a protesting Vox over his shoulder and uses his other hand to grab the top of the chair and begin dragging the alpha down the hallway after them towards his bedroom.

    This is a battlefield Valentino is more than happy to meet Alastor on. An omega always needs to be smart about how they put an alpha in their place.

    Or two times Alastor sent Vox into heat and Valentino had to fix it.

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    14 Jun 2026

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    Alastor raps one more time, irritated by the delay. His ears twitch as he hears footsteps, and then the deadbolt slides open.

    “Sorry, sorry,” Vox says with a laugh, his boxy screen is flushed, and he’s panting. Alastor delicately leans in and scents the air, but there’s no deepening sweetness to the omega’s scent. Good. Alastor means to talk to Vox about his heat, but it’s still too early. He means to do this properly, and as soon as he manages to slip his leash with Rosie, he can. “Shoky was just playing, and he wouldn’t let go!” Vox coos at the damn creature while he holds up a ruined shirt sleeve.

    Truly, Alastor does not understand the charm, but he bites back a growl at the wide, soft look Vox is sparing for the stupid shark. He reaches out and grabs Vox’s hand, twirling him into an easy spin and then moving to catch him when he stumbles. His inner alpha lets out a pleased rumble when Vox’s hands land on his chest as he steadies himself. Alastor doesn’t waste the distraction as he discreetly scents the back of the omega’s neck.

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    13 Jun 2026