(I hope everything is okay!! Good to see you back though)
Oliver could not focus during his exam. His mind kept wandering back to the incubus that was waiting for him at home. An incubus. An actual incubus. He was so stupid. He needed to stop choosing spells to do while sleep-deprived. When he was sleep deprived, he never did his research, which had bit him in the ass more than once. Only this time, it was a big bite. And the incubus might actually bite his- No, nope, not going to think that way.
He was pretty sure he bombed his test. He took way longer to finish it than he normally did and was relying on muscle memory more than anything. he really hoped that he passed the exam, he needed to pass it, but his mind was so preoccupied that he didn't particularly care. After his exam, instead of going to his next class, he went to the library where he started to research. Research how to banish an incubus. he thought it would be a quick google search but it turns out to be a lot harder than he was expecting. This was another reason he really needed to stop doing things he didn't fully research. Or else he was going to be stuck with an incubus for the rest of his life.
He could always sleep with him. It seemed like that was all Vox wanted then he would head right on home. It wasn't as if Ollie couldn't get it up for him. He could. But the problem was that Oliver didn't see sex as something to just do. He wouldn't enjoy himself if there wasn't some sort of emotional connection. He didn't do hookups or one-night stands. He did relationships. And relationships often came with sex. That's when he could truly enjoy himself. He didn't know how to separate emotions from sex, The best way to protect himself was not to have sex outside of relationships. Which his little incubus didn't seem to understand.
His growling stomach was what brought him home. His research had brought him no closer to figuring out how to get rid of Vox than this morning. He was going to have to get his roommate involved and he was absolutely dreading it. He hoped to be able to delay it. Maybe with a few more days, he would be able to figure it out. But he had no idea if Vox was going to be able to keep himself a secret from his roommates.
Ollie trudged into his room, dropping his backpack and promptly ignoring Vox as he sat at his desk. Except, he wasn't doing a good job at ignoring Vox as he was peaking at his screen from his peripheral vision. He was trying to figure out what Vox was so obsessed with on his phone. "What are you watching?" He finally asked.
(Hiiii everything is ok, just trying to get through the busy holiday season LMAOO, been either working or sleeping so mentally I’ve been so drained)
At the sound of someone coming into the apartment, Vox perked up. He sat up a bit on the bed, listening and waiting. He wasn’t sure if it was one of Ollie’s roommates or if it was Ollie. Despite him having been a bit of a tease, he stayed quiet, knowing how awkward it might be if one of his roommates let themselves in and saw him sprawled out on Ollie’s bed.
Ollie came into the room, though, and Vox relaxed. “Welcome back,” he greeted casually, like he wasn’t intruding in every sense of the word. Ollie ignored him, and he pursed his lips. He wasn’t a fan of the silent treatment. He enjoyed attention, thrived off of it. When not receiving it, he grew annoyed and grumpy, having a small tantrum like a child. It bothered him. Was he not pretty enough for attention- not lewd or hot enough? It pricked him in a spot where it hurt, and he narrowed his eyes at Ollie momentarily.
Vox’s brows raised as he looked down at his phone. The neighbor stepped off camera and his car was left alone on the screen. “Ah, watching a camera I have in my bedroom. My cat is in there right now,” he hummed, tilting his phone to show the screen to Ollie. On the camera was a fluffy white persian cat wearing a dainty diamond collar, stretched out on the red sheets of the large bed that was in frame.
(I'm glad you're okay!!!!I totally understand. Holidays are always draining not to mention everything else on top of that.)
Ollie raised an eyebrow at him. "You have a camera in your bedroom? I suppose it does make sense, being an incubus. You look back and watch your…couplings." He only hoped the demon's partners consented to be on camera. If not, it was a serious violation of their privacy and just another reason why he wouldn't have sex with Vox. He added it to his mental checklist of reasons why he couldn't with a little question mark beside it.
It didn't matter. it shouldn't. He was not having sex from the demon. He didn't even want a friendship from him. He just wanted Vox to go away and leave him alone. So that he could continue his miserable life. Well, not so miserable as it was tiring. He was doing everything he could to prepare for the future yet rarely ever paid attention to the present. now he wished that he had. Maybe he wouldn't have gotten himself into this.
"Have you decided to leave yet?" He knew the answer would be no, otherwise the demon wouldn't still be lounging on his bed like he owned the place. "Where is your place anyways? I'm assuming not in hell if you're able to watch your room through a camera. I'm not really sure how that would work actually." Did technology work in hell or wherever this demon came from? That would be cool if it was.
(thank you! And ikr it’s chaotic)
Vox made a scoffing sound at Ollie’s assumption about why he had the camera in his bedroom. It was originally for the use of his cat. He would get summoned much more often a few years ago, so it ended up being a great way to make sure his precious Lilith was taken care of. The fact that it was in his bedroom just happened to be a happy coincidence. “It’s for my cat, Lilith. I don’t record me having sex in my bed- I rarely have sex in my bed, I do it in other peoples. I just like to watch my cat when I’m away, I’m quite attached to her,” he explained.
Of course he hadn’t chosen to leave. If he had, he wouldn’t still be there in Ollie’s bed just waiting for him to return from class. “‘Course not. I thought about it quite a bit, but decided you clearly need some company, so I’ll do the generous thing and stick around,” he mused, chuckling to himself. He was toying with Ollie just a bit, trying to get him going. The more worked up he would be able to get Ollie, the better, in his opinion.
“My apartment is on earth. Human technology can’t reach Hell, it just doesn’t work. So, I have a place here on earth. Not sure how close it is in comparison to where we are now, since I have no clue where here is, but it’s surely not too far,” he chatted. He was happy to answer questions. Anything that broke the silence and gave him the opportunity to pick at Ollie’s brain a bit. Feeding was hard work, after all, and he clearly needed to put in all of his effort to get what he wanted from the human. If that meant lots of neutral question, then so be it.
(I told myself being out of school, i was gonna be more active, apparently not oop-)
Ollie wasn't quite sure how much of that he believed. An incubus not wanting to record his trysts? He would think that perhaps it might make more sense to have camera's and record so he could…eat or whatever. He still wasn't quite sure how it worked. Should he do research? Most likely. Was he going to? Probably not. He just wanted to figure out how to get rid of him. None of his research had been very helpful and it was looking like Vox would either have to get bored and go somewhere else or he would have to give in. But Ollie received no pleasure from sex less he had an intimate relationship with them. And that wasn't going to happen with a demon.
He made a face to suggest that he wasn't quite as happy as Vox was for the demon to be sticking around. He would argue that he was perfectly fine on company. He had his friends and while they may be few, that was enough for him. When he was out of college and had more time for it, then he would be available and willing to find a life partner. But that just wasn't in the cards for him right now. Especially not with Vox. Not that Vox would want to stay with him either. Once he got what he wanted, he would be long gone, leaving Ollie.
He cocked his head for a moment. "You don't even know where we are?" He had all day to himself, he could have looked it up. Then again, Vox hadn't left the apartment. or at least he hoped he hadn't. "We're in Pennsylvania. I attend Penn State."
(do you have anything planned to get he two of them closer? like some sort of conflict? maybe one of vox's nemeses catches wind of where he is and ollie really gets thrown into his world)
(LMAO it's ok, I get it. Holidays are finally coming to a close, kinda, so I'm very happy to be done with it. And yeah! Maybe something to do with an ex? Either one of them, I had a little idea for Vox to have an ex that's now a competitor of his, like stealing his 'meals' and such after a bad breakup. Or it could be a different kind of demon that wants to hurt Ollie but Vox is like "no wait this is my human")
Vox watched as Lilith strode into the view of the camera. She was a white Persian cat, looking very clean and well groomed. She was his pride and joy, a true companion that he could trust to not want anything out of him- besides basic care, of course. The cat leapt up onto the bed, stretching out across the wine-colored sheets. She laid down, tail flicking back and forth as she looked towards the camera. It was like she knew that he was watching-she always did. Cats had some sort of sixth sense, and Lilith's was very prominent.
At the face that Ollie gave him, he snickered softly. He was beginning to get a rise out of pestering the other man. As hungry as he was, he guessed he could have a little bit of fun. He knew his own limits, and he hoped that Ollie would give out before he was forced to depart and find something else so he wouldn't starve to death.
Vox hadn't bothered to look up where he was. He hadn't expected being gone for so long, so it hadn't mattered too much to him. He had expected to sleep with Ollie, get a proper meal, and then get 'poofed' back home where he came from. When Ollie let him know that he was all the way in Pennsylvania, though, his jaw dropped a tad in surprise. "Seriously? Why the hell was I summoned all the way over here- I was in California," he exclaimed before laughing in disbelief, "Shit, man, you were really desperate to do some sort of spell. You must be picky if you summoned me instead of one of the other demons in your area."
(Did I die? Yes. But now I am alive. Kind of. Also I love it. Both of them. Whatever you prefer. Ollie is in for a world of confusion.)
Ollie really needed to figure out how to get rid of this demon. He thought it would have been easy. That he would have pulled up some kind of banishing ritual and it would have been done like a snap of the fingers. That Vox would have disappeared as soon as he arrived. But the powers that be wanted to humiliate him for tempting to mess with something that he should have and here they were.
He still hadn't figured out why Vox hadn't left yet. Oliver had made it clear that he wasn't giving this demon anything. He wasn't having sex with him for a multitude of reasons. Vox was wasting his time here. He wasn't getting a meal out of Ollie. The demon was just here to mess with him at this point but hopefully sooner than later he would realize that it was boring and would go. Oliver wasn't looking for a bedmate or to be fed on by some demon. He just wanted to finish college.
Ollie glowered at him. "I didn't know I was summoning you. I wasn't trying to summon anyone. I just wanted some luck for my test and instead I got you. Which was very unlucky on my part."
