GoeticMorgenstern
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“Blitzo, if you're so amenable, we could simply talk, perhaps spend the evening together. I know that is not what our agreement mentions, and yet — I wish to make sure you're aware we don't always have to have sex.” A pause followed. “Perhaps we should discuss that night at—”
Yeah, no. He better was not finishing that sentence.
“Hey, I don't mind”, Blitzo said, head cocked to the side, gaze meeting Stolas' while one claw slowly dragged down his inner thigh, feathers soft to the touch. “We don't have to if you're not feeling it though, obviously. You call the shots, babe.” A huff followed, his lips curling up into a smirk when Stolas trembled, legs falling apart wider on instinct. “For now, anyway.”
Keeping their arrangement up after what had happened at Ozzie's, what had happened with Striker, was awkward, but, well — a true businessman sometimes had to make certain sacrifices.
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15 Dec 2025
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“Ozzie- what are you doing here?” He plastered a giant smile on his face and leaned against the door, arching his back subtly, the way he knew Ozzie liked.
“Well, I wanted to surprise you. I know Mammon’s been working you to the bone, so I thought maybe I could come work your bone. Help you relax a little bit. I thought you were usually done with work earlier, though.” Ozzie threw a cheeky grin his way.
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Ozzie surprises Fizz after work. Fizz doesn't know how to tell Ozzie what he wants, and Ozzie learns what he really gets up to with Mammon.
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- Part 2 of Teach Me How to Love My Scars
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13 Dec 2025
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Stolas hummed. "You know, darling, you don't have to fuck me." He looked Blitz up and down. "I would be more than happy to just have you here for the evening."
"After seeing that big scary bird form of yours?" Blitz shook his head. "I gotta stick my dick in something. Preferably you."
Okay, well. He hadn't really meant to tell Stolas about that either, but whatever. Stolas flushed. "You found my... eldritch form attractive?"
"Yeah, yeah." Blitz rolled his eyes and approached the bed, undoing his belt. "What did I say about keeping your beak shut?" he growled.
Stolas's feathers fluffed; then he smirked. "I don't remember," he cooed.
"Brat."
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The truth gas has totally worn off. Right?
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- Part 1 of The Butterfly Effect