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Blitz works his jaw. “You, uh… you need a hand, there?”
“Fuck off, I’m waiting for Ozzie, you prick!”
“Oh yeah? And you’re gonna hold out until he gets here? Do you even know when he’s coming back?”
Fizz hesitates, looking unsure. “I know he has some Sinsmas events he needs to attend as a guest of honour and shit… but he said he wouldn’t be too late…”
“Then why did I get a text from him telling me to be here?”
A lightbulb appears over Fizz’s head, before a swift scowl finds its way onto his face. “Oh, that asshole.”
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Blitz arrives at Ozzie's penthouse only to find Fizz in a sticky situation.
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He steps out of the dressing room and strikes a pose in the doorway, knees turned in and hip jutted out, arms draping over the baby pink and blue stripes of his foolscap. “What do you think of this one?”
His incubus bodyguard gives the outfit a once-over, arms crossed over his sizable chest, then nods. “Looks good, sir. Very, uh… form-fitting.”
He smiles, pleased with the answer. “You know what would be even more form-fitting?”
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Fizz has some fun with his bodyguard.
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“I’m bored, let’s fuck.”
Fizz’s drawl comes licking through the phone, curt and to the point.
“Yeah well, unlike you I actually have important shit to get done today.” Blitz sighs, shuffling some papers vaguely around on his desk, eyeing the massive pile left neglected with disdain.
“Fucking me is important. Whole ecosystems die if I don’t get my rocks off daily.”
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Fizz pays Blitz a visit at his office.
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“Are you ready?” Ozzie asks.
Fizz nods, biting his lip. Asmodeus presses a tender kiss to his lower stomach, right between skinny hipbones. It sears hotly against his skin for a long second, spreading a honey-slow warmth into his guts before the brand appears, hot pink against his stark-white skin.
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Ozzie and Fizz have some fun with lust magic.
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“Hey Oz, what’s in here?” Fizz points to a large, domed room with glass walls, bright artificial sunlight streaming down from the ceiling. Plants of all shapes and sizes fill the space inside, making it seem like a lush, humid jungle.
“Oh, that’s the greenhouse. That’s where we grow, study and harvest all kinds of aphrodisiac ingredients.”
“Aphro-dizzy-what?” Fizz frowns, scrunching his cute little beak.
Asmodeus gives the jester a patient smile. “It refers to a substance that increases your libido, your sexual appetite.”
“You mean you can get horny from eating a plant?”
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Asmodeus learns a thing or two about Fizzarolli after an accident with a jar of sex pollen.