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And then came the voice. It wasn't a shout, or even a notable increase in volume. It was simply... the voice. That alpha quality that Alastor deployed like a weapon, that deep resonance that vibrated in the bones and made the body obey before the mind could protest. "Ask me for what you want," Alastor said, and every syllable was a command etched into Vox's marrow. "Politely. Or I won't consider it." The effect was immediate. Vox felt his body go from being taut as a violin string to melting like butter. His shoulders relaxed, his clenched teeth unclenched, and his knees suddenly became very unstable. The alpha command had found its target, had penetrated all his defenses, and his inner omega responded with a submission that was equally shameful and relieving. Damn it, Vox thought, as his voice softened without his permission. Damn, damn, damn. "Please," he said, and his tone was so low, so sweet, so pathetically submissive that he almost didn't recognize himself. "Please, Alastor. Make me a baby."

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