[ What the fuck was he thinking. Of course, of course his earlier encounter with the Radio Demon was nothing more than bluster. Of course Vox wouldn't ditch him the minute he got his hands on fucking Alastor. He kind of even feels a little bad for doubting him.

Just a little. It was nothing more than a lapse in judgement, a little impulsive emotional moment... as he's usually prone to.

And no, you stop making him feel things. Apparently being away from his.... partner... for even a month has been making him feel even more sentimental than usual. It's been a month. They've never been apart for a month in... forever. Actually, he can't recall the last time they were.

So the kiss is returned, his claws tipping that monitor up so he can deepen it as his lower arms slide around the other's waist to bring him close. It's more eager this time, more of a sign of how much he really has missed his partner in crime. After all, Valentino has never been one for words. Action. Always about the action. ]

Oh you sweet talker... you really know how to make a guy feel special, don't you...?

[ He can't help the little purr as he winds Vox's good antenna around one finger playfully. ]

Well... let's get going. I'm sure you're eager to have your hands all over our newly acquired territory. [ A smirk. ] And me.