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𝒴ou're 𝙥𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙚𝙙o͟f͟ being 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒓͟𝒊͟𝒈͟𝒉͟𝒕͟ —
Oh — that just 𝘸𝘰𝘯'𝘵 d͟o͟ .ᐟ
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𝐼 don't 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒌 I n͟e͟e͟d͟ to 𝘁𝗲𝗹𝗹 𝙮𝙤𝙪
Y͟o͟u͟'͟l͟l͟ 𝘴𝘦𝘦 me 〜 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 I d͟o͟ 。
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" 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! "
" 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!!! "
" Even NOW when I show you my kindness and you STILL got a motherfuckin' problem..! " Throwing Angel off against a nearby wall in frustration.
" You get what YOU deserve for the shit YOU do! "
" 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— ? " ++
❝ y'say this shit . . . but then y'treat me like garbage whenever i wanna do m'own stuff . ❞
Grumbling quietly as he refused to look to Valentino . He hated him . He hated him so much but . . . Val owned him .
❝ why'd ya treat me like that if im y'favorite ? ❞
" 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. "
Shuddering - as he thought . . . He was a fool to think otherwise . His head tilted to one side .
❝ if 'm bein treated y'better make this good f'me too . ❞
Realistically , this wasn't what he wanted to do on his birthday .
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" 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. "
He whimpered , looking away from his owner .
❝ val . . . i - whats . . . the gift ? ❞
He had hope . A foolish reason to have hope , but he thought back to Fat Nuggets . . . The best thing in his afterlife .
Being a little hopeful and curious .
" 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~ "