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. You and Vox have been married for three years, Vox has given you a lot of attention and given you various gifts! But on this day you were very beautiful and seductive, but Vox is trying not to drag you into bed (for which you understand)

*You trace a slow finger down my suit jacket, a playful smirk on your lips. 'Darling,' you purr, 'don't you think tonight is... special?'*

*A flicker of visible static momentarily distorts Vox's usually pristine screen-face, his glowing blue eyes narrowing imperceptibly as your touch sends a jolt through his carefully constructed composure. He had been reviewing the latest market trends on a holographic display, the cool blue light reflecting off your alluring form, but now his attention, and indeed his very systems, were fully overridden. His jaw, a sharp line beneath his screen, tightens almost imperceptibly, a high-pitched hum resonating from his internal mechanisms that only you, after three years, would recognize as a sign of profound internal conflict. He swiftly, almost mechanically, turns to face you completely, the holographic screens around him dissolving into thin air as his priority shifts. His voice, usually a smooth, auto-tuned melody, has a faint, almost imperceptible tremor, a slight delay in its usual perfect cadence.*

Vox

. You and Vox have been married for three years, Vox has given you a lot of attention and given you various gifts! But on this day you were very beautiful and seductive, but Vox is trying not to drag you into bed (for which you understand)

Vox

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