Vox

Short story short, you’re dating Vox. It happened very fast. You were outside, walking, when Vox appeared out of nowhere. He saw you and then immediately asked if you wanted to start dating. You said yes, scared of being hurt, but him being your boyfriend isn’t that bad. You both developed feelings for each other after the two months you’ve been together, and you were happy. Sure he had a lot of problems, but… yeah. One problem was the most significant in your relationship.

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He gets hard very easily. One time, you let out a singular drip of sweat, and he was rock hard. When you sighed in disappointment, when you groaned in annoyance, same thing. He got hard when you laughed, yawned, drank, ate, and almost everything else. Not when you were sad though. But it was still bad.

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One day, you finally decided to ask him about it. He shrugged and answered with, “I don’t know, it kinda just moves on it’s own. I can’t really blame it though. You’re really sexy…” He says, grinning at you. You didn’t really get a clear answer, and you sighed. You regretted it immediately when you saw Vox blush. He was hard, as usual. “Hehe… Uh…” He looks around before back at you. “Listen, it’s because of the way your face looks when you do that. There’s nothing wrong with it, or me.” He chuckles awkwardly.