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„I can do this real fast“, Blitz said out loud to himself and scrunched his eyes shut. He turned around to take another look at the thirsty owl, Stolas, bound and blindfolded on the bed, yapping about how he was so happy about getting fucked by him. He sighed again, approached the bed and hid the book under it so the other wouldn´t get suspicious. He dipped on the bed making the bird stutter out another dramatic moan. These blue bloods really were fucked in the head. But if he could get himself off by fulfilling some rich fuckers kinky fantasies he wouldn´t complain. And the owl didn´t seem to be dangerous or malicious, which didn´t mean he wouldn´t keep his guard up. He placed his gun at the bed side table just in case.
“Okay, okay, calm down, birdie.”, he stated and placed himself between the other´s spread and bound legs. “You really like being tied up, huh? Let´s get through the rules real quick. How long you´ve been doing bondage?”
Stolas stuttered, cheerfulness decreasing suddenly. “Uhm, it´s not that I practiced it actively.”
“The fuck does that mean?”, the imp inquired, brows raised.
“I excessively researched and read about it.”, the owl almost mumbled.
Blitz frowned at that. That meant he couldn´t just fuck him up. Fantasy and real life were completely different things. He was very confident in being an asshole, but he wouldn´t take advantage of someone inexperienced.
“Okay, then we´ll start slowly. You wanna fuck me or should I fuck you? Where´s your lube? I got condoms, so no worries there.”, he started grabbing for the other´s thighs searching between them to feel if he was already hard. “The fuck, where´s your dick?”, he asked, stunned.
Stolas got even quieter and Blitz started to get cautious.
“I...don´t...maybe you could just…Bird demons don´t have that kind of anatomy”, he stuttered again.
“So what, you got a bird pussy? Well, that´s a first for me, but I don´t mind. You have a wife, don´t you? What did you like with her? She ever peg you?”, Blitz inquired while brushin over the other´s long legs.
The larger demon before him took in a long breath. “Not really, I mean...We didn´t really...engage in a lot in the marital activities.”
Blitz had enough by now. What was this? First, that fucker was all excited and thirsty and now he was talking like a virgin. He froze for a moment. That couldn´t be…
“Don´t tell me you never fucked a dude”, the imp inquired, getting angry somehow. He took the other´s blindfold off to have a look at him.
Four red eyes were gazing at him, but he couldn´t really decipher the look since there were no pupils. They stared at each other for half a minute and then the bird started laughing awkwardly.
“Oh Blitzy, such a gentleman! You don´t have to treat me so carefully. Just fuck me up already. I always dreamed about something like this.”, the bird was back to being overly cheerful again.
Blitz rolled his eyes at that and started loosening the ropes.
“What are you-?”, Stolas seemed confused.
“Not fucking you like that when it´s your first time with a dude.”
“Oh…sorry. I was just…”, the owl looked hurt and crawled into himself after being freed. It made Blitz´stomach clench.
“Don´t sulk. Doesn´t mean I don´t wanna fuck you. You´re pretty hot, birdie.”, he stated and put his flirty grin back on. Stolas looked back at him, slight blush on his cheeks.
“You think so?”, he asked timidly.
“Yeah, totally. I´m in shock no one ever tried to fuck you before. You´re like a gay daydream all twink and 90% legs and stuff.”, the imp reassured.
Stolas blushed even more at that and averted his gaze. Blitz thought it was cute and immediately cringed at the thought. What the fuck was he doing here? Flirting with a Goetia? He simply wanted to steal the damn book. Time to put on his fuck-persona again. He approached the owl and palmed his face with his hands.
“Let me show you a good time, birdie. I never disappoint.”, he promised and pulled the other in for a kiss. Stolas seemed startled and let out a whimper, immediately letting him in. The make-out was sloppy with way too much tongue and Blitz had to repress a chuckle at the other being so overenthusiastic.
“Calm down, buddy. Let me take the lead.”, he proposed and the bird moaned into his mouth.
“Oh yes, Blitzy. Just do whatever you want with me!”, Stolas groaned which had Blitz cringe inwardly again. This naive and oblivious mindset would get other people raped or even killed. Luckily, the bird was an all powerful and mighty demon prince. Privileged idiot, Blitz thought.
“Shut up, now and let me do my job here. Get us the lube and strip for me.”, Blitz demanded which had the bird blush harder.
“Everything you want!”, the other´s claws started glowing and a bottle of lube floated over to the bed and right into the imp´s hands. Magic was pretty handy, even in the bedroom. He watched as the bird stripped off his royal attire, taking in the lean curves and long legs again. He really was pretty.
“Okay, now lie down while I prep you”, the imp stated, warming up the lube between his claws.
Stolas awkwardly positioned himself under him. Cute, Blitz thought again and cursed himself. If someone had told him this morning he would be taking the gay virginity of some demon prince this evening, he would have slapped them right into the face and tell them to do less drugs.
“You want a safe-word or something? We could use the color-system as well?”, he asked, gaze fixating on the rapidly breathing chest under him.
“Uhh...oh...color system is fine with me”, Stolas answered.
“Awesome. Green?”
“Green”, the owl stated and then whimpered when Blitz started circling a lubed thumb between his legs. He carefully watched for any signs of discomfort and felt how he himself was getting aroused by the other´s needy noises. He felt how wet Stolas was and swallowed down a groan. He bend down to kiss him again and inserted a finger.
Stolas moaned into him and started rocking down on his finger.
“You like it?”, he asked and broke the kiss.
“Yes, so good, Blitzy. More please!”, the owl was begging him and he felt another wave of arousal hit him in response. That needy fucker was killing him. He wasn´t used to this kind of fucking. He inserted a second finger and watched the owl writhe in pleasure.
“You´re so fucking wet, birdie. If you like my fingers, you´ll love it when I fuck you with my dick. You ready for another?”, Blitz inquired while pumping and curling his fingers inside the other who quickly became a writhing, moaning mess under him. Stolas nodded in response and he added a third digit.
“Oh fuck! Fuck, yes, Blitzy, fuck me up!”, the owl kept on moaning and Blitz sure hoped the no one at the party heard the screams, afraid they´d come to look after the prince. Stolas was grabbing for his face again to pull him into another sloppy and too excited kiss and Blitz couldn´t repress a groan. Fuck him. Might as well enjoy this, too. He opened his pants and gave his already hard dick a few strokes to lube it up while vividly pumping the bird´s pussy.
“You ready for the finale?”, he asked with a grin. He was getting impatient now himself.
“Yes, please, Blitzy. Ram your dick into my wet hole!”, Stolas moaned at him. Even though that dude was a virgin in this department, his enthusiasm made up for it.
“Then buckle up, birdie.”, the imp stated, pulled out his finger´s and grabbed the other´s hips. He carefully pushed inside and waited for any signs of pain or discomfort from the owl.
Stolas groaned in pleasure and suddenly grabbed for his shoulders, sharp talons boring through his suit jacket. He winced a the stinging pain and cursed the bird for being so oblivious to his own strength, too. He got a rush of adrenaline out of that and he he had never been one to complain about a bit of pain, so he swallowed it down.
“More, Blitzy, you fill me up so good. So big. You´re so wonderful, Blitzy. Please fuck me!”, Stolas praised him (his dick) and it made Blitz feel hot. He wanted to say something snarky and flirty in return, but the owl kept on praising him. “So good, Blitzy. You are so good at this!”
He looked at the red eyes, transfixed on him, face contorted in pleasure. Suddenly, a wave of anxiety hit him and he felt his stomach clench.
“Turn around”, he choked out and pulled back from the other which resulted in a needy whimper. “Get on your hands and knees so I can fuck you deeper, birdie.”, he demanded and didn´t wait for an answer as he was manhandling the other into the position.
“Please do, Blitzy. Fill me up! You fuck me so good.”, came the praise again.
“Okay, shut up now and take it. You wanna come?”, the imp asked. He tried to ignore the way too fast heartbeat in his chest.
“Yes, please make me cum. I want it so bad.”, Stolas answered unashamed.
It took only a few more thrusts and the bird was cumming hard on his dick. Blitz rode him through the orgasm and tried to shut down any weird feelings to reach his own peak.
Stolas groaned in satisfaction and turned on his back to pull him in for a kiss again. This time it was less tongue and Blitz felt himself melt into it before he could stop himself.
“How are you feeling birdie? You satisfied?”, he inquired.
“That was...wow. Just like I had imagined. But I find myself still quite thirsty for you Blitzy. I want more.”, Stolas stated, gaze hungry on him. He felt a shiver run down his spine. Well, how the tables have turned. But he still needed that damn book. So he guessed he had to tire the bird out, if he didn´t wanna be caught.
“Let´s see how many more orgasms I can get out of you, birdie.”, he challenged.
“Yes, please do. I´m all yours, Blitzy.”, Stolas stated, excitement fully there again.
They did five more rounds and Blitz cursed himself, almost having reached his limit. Damn all powerful demons seemed to have more stamina than any succubi/incubi in the lust ring. He took a last look at the sleeping and happily hooting owl next to him, grabbed for his gun and the book and left through the balcony doors.
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It was only a matter of time for Stolas to contact him after he had stolen the book. After trying to ignore the owl for weeks, he had been compromised during a mission. He felt like an idiot now. Letting himself be put under pressure only because someone was shooting at him. He should be able to handle this kind of stuff if he wanted to keep his business afloat. But that was another reason, he had accepted the deal. Fucking Stolas once a month to keep the damn book without any other trouble was a pretty good arrangement for him. This was nothing he hadn´t done before and he had gained less for a lot more trouble. Bonus, the bird was not a bad lay even though inexperienced. And he could be in charge, which made it safe for him. Blitz was mostly baffled by the other´s enthusiasm. The evening after he had agreed to the deal, the bird had already sent him about 10 messages with detailed role playing ideas where Stolas would be the one subbing for him. Not that he wasn´t into that. But he wasn´t used to someone being willing to engage with him so...excitedly? Joyfully? Like he was someone enjoyable and not a huge asshole. It kind of bothered him and he tried to push the feeling down while climbing up the balcony to Stolas´s bedroom which was another of Stolas role play ideas. The bird was reading too much corny romance novels.
“Hello, hello, hello, Stolas. You ready for some fun?”, Blitz greeted. His gaze went directly to the bed on which the bird was laying, dressed in a red robe that covered almost nothing. He found himself staring for a moment, but then shook it off and approached the bed with the book in his hands. Stolas reached out for it with long elegant arms to put it on the dresser. Then he proceeded to brush over his own legs, lifting the robe just a little bit more up his long thighs.
“I´m so glad you´re here Blitzy. And thank you for agreeing to our little arrangement. I hope everything is fitting to your needs? Or should we accustom something?”, the owl asked, hungry gaze wandering over him.
“Nah, it´s totally fine, Stolas. Now, why don´t we get to the good part? How do you want it tonight?”, the imp asked while climbing onto the bed and looming over Stolas.
“Ohhh Blitzy, so straight forward. You have so much passion inside you.”, the owl responded and dramatically held his talons to his forehead. Blitz repressed a chuckle at the display before him. Blitz thought he should be more annoyed at the weird dirty talk and comments. But somehow he didn´t really mind and decided to get on board of their play.
“Just wait till my passion pushes inside you, birdie. I brought some ropes to tie you up for real this time. So you can get some practice along with your kinky book fantasies. We´re using the same color system again. That alright for you?”
The bird´s eyes lit up and he beamed at him. He looked so happy, Blitz felt a tingly feeling in his stomach.
“Green! Please tie me up!”, Stolas exclaimed and pulled the other into a kiss that bordered on “too much” again, but Blitz found himself flattered over the other´s excitement. The imp started touching and grasping the other´s feathers. They smelled like lavender and felt like silk, too soft and too beautiful to be real. He couldn´t remember the last time he had experienced such softness. His normal fuck dates were spent either drunk or with less lingering physical contact. He was ripped out of his thoughts by Stolas clutching his talons on his backsides, already boring into his skin. Nope, not that again, he thought. That was the main reason to bring the ropes with him. That bird always seemed to forget his strength and he would not make himself vulnerable by telling him that he could be hurt that easily.
“Didn´t allow you to touch me, didn´t I? Now, be a good birdie and undress for me so I can tie your long ass limbs to the bed.”, he commanded.
“Yes, Blitzy. I´ll behave for you.”, Stolas answered playfully and pulled off his robe.
Blitz wasted no more time, tying the birds wrists and ankles at the bed frames, which resulted in the other whimpering and moaning excitedly.
“You want to be my slut for the night?”, he asked in a practiced dom-persona.
“Yes, Blitzy. I am your slut. I´ll do whatever you want.”, Stolas dived right into the submission.
Blitz bend down to the owl´s head, whispering into his ear. “Then suck my dick like the whore you are and you´ll get fucked as a reward. Let´s see how good you are at blowjobs.”
He searched the owl´s face waiting for another excited whimper again. But Stolas seemed frozen in place for a moment, gaze unsure and nervous.
“Shit, you´ve never done that before either, have you?”, Blitz broke the play to check on the other. Stolas averted his gaze and seemed caught off guard by his question. He waited for an answer or any sort of reaction from the other. He thought he noticed a fracture of hurt in the other´s face, but then the owl smiled back at him.
“I´m so inexperienced, will you teach me my dear Blitzy?”, Stolas asked cheekily and back to being playful. Blitz studied his face for a moment, then decided to let it go for the moment. This was a deal, he didn´t need to pretend to care for the other.
“Course I can teach you, birdie. Don´t worry. I´ll make a good cock-slut out of you!”, he reassured the other. Stolas´s face lit up in a relieved grin.
“Thank you, Blitzy! I want to be able to make you feel good, too!”, the owl exclaimed. Blitz felt a small sting in his heart at the statement. This was Stolas payment and his night. It wasn´t about Blitz. He brushed the thought off and tried to get back in character.
“Okay. Then open your pretty beak for me!”, he instructed and positioned himself over the bound owl. Stolas obliged and opened for him. A wave of adrenaline hit him as he remembered how sharp the other´s beak was and that he might loose his dick, if the other wasn´t careful. “Be careful and don´t bite my dick off!”.
Stolas chuckled at that: “Oh Blitzy, I would never. You´re wonderful dick must be preserved for this world!”
He decided Stolas was a fast learner. The owl was very eager to implement every instruction and Blitz had to ask him to slow down multiple times since he didn´t want to cum that early. He had a job to do and needed his stamina for the rest of the night. After the little blowjob tuition, he wasted no time grabbing some toys to use on the owl that was still bound on the bed. Same as the last time, Stolas was responsive to everything he did and showered him in praise which did things to his head. He ensured the other had cum for at least three times before plowing him into the mattress and getting himself off.
He observed the owl´s blissed out face and loosened the ropes. He brought him some water and a towel to clean himself as some basic aftercare.
“You okay, birdie?”, he asked to check on the other again before he left.
“Wonderful, darling. Thank you for fulfilling another one of my little fantasies, Blitzy! You´re always so good to me!”, the owl praised again and Blitz ignored the tingles in his stomach. “Do you want to stay for the night? I have to use the grimoire tomorrow morning so you can take it back with you then.”
Blitz froze. Shit, he didn´t think this through. He already broke his rules the last time with staying over night. No way, he would do it again.
“Nah, can´t. Need to get back home or my daughter will worry about me.”, he lied.
Stolas eyes went wide at that. “You have a daughter, Blitzy? How wonderful!”
“Why are you so excited by that?”, the imp asked a little baffled.
“I have a daughter, too. My dear Octavia. Oh what a coincidence us both being fathers.”
He shouldn´t have shared intimate information. Now the owl could use that against him if he fucked up the deal somehow. He cursed at himself.
“Yeah, awesome. Goodbye Stolas. I really need to leave now. Have a good night. I´ll get the book back tomorrow morning.”
Stolas had the audacity to actually look hurt at his answer. It made his stomach clench and he hated that his shitty brain responded to the damn bird like that. He sighed and got up from the bed to get his clothes back on.
“Maybe next time, birdie. But not today, okay?”, he stated and cringed for making such dumb promises.
“Of course, totally okay, Blitzy. I won´t force you to stay. But you´re welcome to.”
“See you tomorrow morning, Stolas. Have a good night.”, he said while approaching the balcony.
“Thank you! You too! See you tomorrow!”, the owl called after him.
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Blitz tried not to feel annoyed about how the bird was treating him. Stolas was getting more and more into the dirty talk, texting him almost daily and he found himself pressured into answering since he could not put the deal at risk. He didn´t understand why he felt angry since this was all transactional and he should be thankful the bird was satisfied with this arrangement. He also wouldn´t acknolwedge he felt salty about Stolas obviously having tried to lure him in for sex when asking I.M.P. to be his body guards. Luckily, that day went to shit anyways and he had enough in his head because of that. That fucking Robofizz had brought up shitty memories and feelings. And burning down Looloo Land didn´t help either. He spent the following night getting shitfaced and didn´t remember most of what he had been up to. He probably fucked someone since his condoms were gone the next day and his ass hurt a little. But no injuries and he seemed to have gotten home for a change. So that was a win. He got angry gazes from Loona the next morning and felt bad for being such a looser and bad dad. He tried to make it up for her and took her shopping. At least she didn´t seem to be mad at him any longer. Still, the self-loathing had stayed for the rest of the month. That wasn´t new, but it was a little worse then usual. He shook his head and tried to push it down like always. This full moon he was had to dress up as a postman and was supposed to deliver “a package” which of course was his dick. At least he was allowed to use the door this time and did not have to climb the balcony which was exhausting on its own. The bird´s self made scripts were nuts and Blitz decided the owl might just be crazy. He frowned while walking through the halls plastered with portraits of Stolas´ family. Why did royal demons have to look so intimidating all the time? As if they didn´t have enough power already. He shook his head again: No time for political discourse now. He reached the door to Stolas´ bedroom and knocked as he was supposed to.
“Yes, who is there?”, the owl´s “surprised” voice sounded from behind the door.
“Special delivery for Stolas Goetia.”, he answered trying to embrace the role. He found himself struggling and kept getting back into his head which annoyed the fuck out of him. He startled when the door was opened, four red shining eyes greeting him from the dark. Damn spooky bird.
“Good evening Mr. Postman. That is a really late delivery I must say.”, Stolas stated in fake indignation.
“I need to come in to have you sign the package”, Blitz went on according to script.
“Oh my, and what a big package it is. This might take some time”, Stolas answered joyfully tongue licking over his beak. “Cum inside.”, the bird joked and Blitz had to repress the urge to roll his eyes.
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Blitz sighed inwardly while observing the panting and blissed out face of the bird. At least he didn´t disappoint the other´s expectations due to his brain being stuck in shitty places. He was literally fucking tired after pretending how this was all fun at games at the other. Maybe he would stay tonight. Thinking about getting back home only to come back early the next morning to pick up the book again had him frowning.
“Are you alright, darling?”, Stolas asked suddenly and brought him out of his thoughts.
Blitz hated that nickname. He didn´t remember when the bird had implemented that, but it made him feel weird. “Blitzy” was even worse, but at least he knew why he didn´t like it.
“What do you mean? I´m fine-fucking-tastic.” he grinned cheekily at the bird.
“You seem a little quiet today. I was just wondering, if something happened.”, the owl inquired and Blitz felt a wave of anger hit him.
“None of your business, birdbrain. Are you satisfied for this evening?”, he asked back.
Stolas´ face faltered a little at his harsh tone and he winced at his own words. His brain couldn´t decide whether he was on edge or completely exhausted.
“You seem tense, darling.”, Stolas went on and brushed over his shoulder blades.
“So what?”, he spit back and pulled away from the other.
“I wondered if you would like to take a bath with me, that´s all. Might help you relax a little. I have some really nice magical bath potions.”, Stolas proposed in a caring tone that made Blitz´ insides turn. He averted his gaze to hide his flushing face at the way too nice proposal. He was acting like an asshole, why was that damn bird so kind to him?
“Come on, Blitzy. You worked so hard for me today. I want to reward you a little as well? I could give you a little massage if you want?”, the owl went on.
So the bird still wasn´t satisfied with him. He sighed and rolled his eyes. If Stolas was getting his extra round in the bathtub, he might at least be able to shut his thoughts out and be tired enough to relax afterwards.
"Ok, fine.", he agreed.
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He woke up being embraced by a warm softness. He sighed contently and nuzzled into it. It smelled like lavender again.
“What the fuck?!”, he opened his eyes in shock.
“Oh are you awake, dear?”, a too pleasant voice whispered into his ear and he shivered.
“Why am I still here?”, he pulled away from Stolas who just smiled at him happily.
“You almost fell asleep in the tub so I carried you over to bed and then you just dozed off.”, Stolas explained and Blitz almost choked in embarrassment.
“Fuck me. What time is it? I have to go to work, shit!”, he jumped up and hastily grabbed and put on his clothes.
“Don´t worry, I called in and told your little employees you were going to be a late today.”, the owl stated non-chalantly.
He balled his fists and counted to ten to not explode at the owl right then and there. How dare he just do that? He wouldn´t hear the end of this from Millie.
“Ok, never do that again. Where is the damn book?”, he asked still trying to control his anger.
Stolas frowned at him apologetically and grabbed the Grimoire to hand it over to him. He took the book and averted his gaze.
“It´s alright. Don´t fuss about it.”, he said already feeling guilty about his outburst. “Bye.”
“Have fun at work! I´m looking forward to the next full moon, darling!”, Stolas called after him.
“Yeah, yeah. See ya!”, he shouted while trying not to fall down the balcony again.
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The next two full moons he had stayed the night as well. He just couldn´t bring himself to leave afterwards by now. And Stolas had been begging him to stay anyway. He mostly pretended to be too tired and that he was to busy to come back in the morning again only to pick up the book. He was getting used to the crazy role plays, too and hated himself for actually having fun with them. Stolas would try to do small talk with him, asking about how his day was and what he liked. Sometimes when he was caught off guard he entertained it, but mostly he found a way to give Stolas another fuck session so he would shut up and sleep.
It was the fourth full moon. Four months. Blitz tried to remember the last time he had been in contact with another demon for that long without fucking it up. He was still half asleep and turned around claws grabbing and purring into the other´s silken chest feathers. What the fuck? Again? He startled and pulled away, anxiously searching Stolas face for any reaction. Gladly, the owl was too fucked out to notice.
He wondered if he might have a kink for softness. After having met Verosika and her succubitches a few days ago, memories had flooded his brain again. Just like with Stolas, he had loved getting lost in her soft body when they were dating. Of course their relationship had been fucked from the start. Him being her bodyguard with her as his boss was a recipe for disaster. She hadn´t been as famous as she was today. He had taken the job because it had been the first real opportunity for years. And he was getting tired of fucking himself over for other people or embarassing himself for scraps at Loo Loo Land. Since leaving his family his father would send him letters asking for money to support his sister. It was his fault so he tried to help out and hoped she would get help with the money he sent. He had needed this job. And he had even tried to take it seriously, being all professional and shit. Verosika wasn´t as bitchy as he would have thought and she had payed him well for mostly standing around and throwing a few punches.
Then of course he would fuck that up too. After an especially successful gig, the band was getting shitfaced drunk and Verosika invited him to join in. They had ended up fucking and then it just became a frequent thing after every gig. He would start to join their parties more and she would tell him how funny he was to be around, how he was a party animal and finally someone that could hold up to her. It had been like a contest: Who would be the most wasted at the party? Who would remember the least from the previous night? And it became a problem fast. Verosika wouldn´t be able to perform sober and it started to bother him. They seemed to be making each other´s habits worse. She would only jump him drunkenly and the time they had spend talking previously, was reduced to her asking if he could buy more alcohol before getting at it. He just knew he had made her worse only due to his presence. And then one evening Verosika said she head a surprise for him. He had been sure it was going to be something sex-related, maybe a new toy for them. But then she took off her jacket and revealed her new tattoo on her right upper arm. A big red heart, his name in it. Bile had risen up in him immediately and he had to repress the urge to run to the toilet. He had pretended to be flattered and they had fucked. He had waited for her to fall asleep and then had bailed, taking her credit card and car with him. Set the bridge on fire before your filth ruins her even more.
He took a last look at the sleeping and hooting owl next to him. All soft and beautiful, just like Versosika. Good thing, Stolas was a Goetia. He wouldn´t be able to ruin him even if he tried to.
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Blitz totally wasn´t anticipating the next full moons and totally didn´t mark them in his calendar surrounded by drawings of him and Stolas. And he also totally didn´t start to fantasize about the upcoming role plays and scenes they would be doing. Stolas was getting more confident every time and continued to make sure Blitz was getting something out of it, too, even though it was his night. He wouldn´t complain about that.
They had been sharing a post-sex cigar when the owl had suddenly proposed that Blitz and his employees should accompany him to the Harvest Moon Festival for “a work-free day of fun”. First, he had frowned at the request, but then he thought about how the M&Ms and Loona really deserved a free day and that Millie would even be able to visit her family in Wrath. There was no reason to decline the offer, so he agreed even though Stolas had called him an “itty bitty imp” afterwards. That wasn´t anything new so he had played it off.
However, he instantly regretted his choice upon arriving at the festival and partaking in the “Pain Games”. He tried to swallow down his anger and frustration while Stolas continued to call him pet names and harass him publicly even though he had been protesting and asking him to stop. Another thing that had bothered him even more, was that the fucker didn´t seem to notice how classist he sounded most of the time. He had tried to convince himself that he should be used to this by now, but he couldn´t push the hurt aside completely. Still, there were worse things.
He had been pretty sure Stolas would try getting fucked by him that day as well, role playing as farmers or cowboys or shit like that. A part of him had been excited about the perfect opportunity to try pony play. However, Stolas didn´t advance him any further and that had bothered him in another way. He had felt confused because why would the owl even bring him along then?
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He had had no time to pussy around any more since of course everything had gone to shit after just a few hours. He didn´t tell Stolas someone had tried to assassinate him. He regretted that he wasn´t able to kill the damn cowboy that had somehow managed to crawl into his brain. He knew he would never hurt Stolas, but Striker´s words still bothered him. The bird would never treat him equally and would continue belittling him for being an imp. And he was just letting it happen. It didn´t matter how kind Stolas was for the rest of the time and how good the sex was. Blitz had to remind himself that they were both using each other.
He had dropped off the M&Ms at their home and then driven home. Loona immediately went into her room without even looking at him. “Good night to you too, Loonie! Don´t forget to brush your teeth later!”, he called after her and heard a growl in response. He sighed and tried to ignore how on edge he still felt. Images of Striker shooting Stolas had appeared in his head for most of the drive, the owl bleeding dry on the stage, glimmering red eyes empty and dark. He shivered and pushed the sentiment away. He felt like a sappy idiot. Everything was fine and the day had been saved, the arrangement was still on.
He opened his phone to check for any new messages and of course Stolas had texted him already.
-Good evening Blitzy, I hope you and your little employees have made it home safely. I just wanted to thank you for coming along. I had much fun and the festival was a lot less boring with you being there to keep me distracted.
Blitz felt relieve settling inside him. Stolas was safe at home, seemingly no one trying to assassinate him again. Adrenaline flooded him.. He couldn´t be sure of that, could he? What if that cowboy returned tonight?
- Yeah, was fine. Ya now birde, I wood like to to thanc you fore today. Can I cum ovar?
He was an idiot for doing this. Stolas was a Goetia, he didn´t need to protect him. He was most likely all powerful and stuff.
- Of course Blitzy. But you don´t need to thank me! I´m glad you enjoyed yourself as well. I´m free tonight so come over whenever you want, darling.
- 20 minits
He cringed at himself, grabbed his stuff and approached the door to Loona´s room to knock.
“Loonie, I´m staying out tonight. I´ll be back tomorrow morning, so don´t worry.”
“Fine, I don´t care.”, came the expected reply.
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His heart was pounding with anxiety while climbing the balcony. He pushed away the images of a dead Stolas on his bed.
He pulled himself over the railing and fell over and on his head.
“Fucking shit. Fuck me.”, he exclaimed and hissed when he touched his right horn and felt a stinging pain.
“Oh darling, are you hurt?”, he saw Stolas approaching him dressed in his red robe.
“I´m fucking fine.”, the imp spat in return.
“You´re bleeding darling. Let me take care of it. Come here.”, the owl grabbed his face to investigate the source of the pain. Blitz didn´t find the will in him to pull away.
A second later something wet was brushing over his forehead and horns and he winced at the burn.
“It´s just a laceration. I disinfected it and put a balm over it that closes the wound so you don´t need any bandages.”, Stolas explained and palmed Blitz´ face which made the imp relax into the hold for few seconds before pulling away again.
“Thanks...and sorry for that. I´ll make it up to you, I promise. Get on the bed, I brought some toys for us.”, Blitz put his cheeky grin back and started approaching the bed, but then almost fell over again.
“Careful! Are you feeling dizzy? Maybe you got a concussion?”, Stolas had caught him from falling and he felt embarassed, face flushing in shame.
“I´m falling on my face almost every day. Why would I have a concussion all of a sudden?”, he raged and closed his eyes. His head was spinning and he felt a little sick. “Shit, I think I have a concussion.”, he rectified and groaned in frustration.
“Then just lie down on the bed, Blitzy. I´ll get you something to drink.”, Stolas grabbed his arm to carefully lead him the rest of the way towards the bed and the imp just obliged having surrendered for now.
“I can just leave. I don´t wanna bother you with this shit.”, he started to feel guilty for being so useless.
“As if I would let you leave like this! Now, get comfortable and relax a little. You can still leave tomorrow if you´re feeling better then.”
“Fine.”, Blitz sighed and watched Stolas leaving the bedroom. Of course he would fuck this up. It was only a matter of time. And he couldn´t even make it up to the other. He had to go all out the next full moon, that would balance the scale again. He tried to relax since he couldn´t do anything else and at least he had made sure Stolas was safe and not being killed tonight.
The owl returned with two glasses of water and smiled at him in that kind smile that always made Blitz´ stomach warm tingly.
“Thanks.”, he said and took the glass. “So, what now?”, he asked awkwardly and felt himself getting nervous.
“We can just relax here in bed, darling. You can rest and sleep while I read.”, Stolas proposed.
“Okay, but don´t try something funny while I´m dizzy or sleeping birdbrain. This isn´t a role play.”, the imp stated.
“Blitzy, do you really think I would take advantage of you like this?”, the owl seemed frustrated at him and he felt something in his stomach twisting.
Well, did he? He frowned at the question and the nausea increased through his thinking.
“I was just joking, Stolas.”, he assured and grinned at the other.
There had been times in his life where this wasn´t funny in the least. He had spent way too much nights getting so wasted he wasn´t even sure what or who he was doing. And people always took advantage of that. He had actively seeked out these kind of situations, especially when he was feeling like shit and like a waste of space. He had found he deserved everything that came with it and another part of him even felt satisfied since at least someone could get a use out of him. It had gotten better after he adopted Loona, but it still happened sometimes.
“I don´t think that´s funny”, the owl answered blatantly and Blitz froze. That was a first. Stolas normally found everything he said to be funny. He searched the other´s face for more signs of anger. He had fucked up for the second time this evening. He didn´t notice he had stopped breathing and felt instant relieve when Stolas´ expression returned to be soft and kind again. “Let me undress you to get you more comfortable.”
“Ha! I knew you would try something!”, Blitz joked again before he could stop his idiot brain, concussion seeming to make it worse.
Stolas frowned at him and then started to get him out of his clothes.
“Darling, why don´t you try to sleep now. You´re head must be really fuzzy.” Stolas stated and pulled the blanket over him after he was finished.
Maybe that was a better idea than talking. He was shit at talking anyway so sleeping would reduce the risk to fuck up again. He closed his eyes and heard himself mumble something that sounded like a goodnight and then the world went dark.
Chapter Text
Blitz watched in awe as black feathers filled the room to create a huge shadowy birdlike figure. He had never seen Stolas´ full demon form before and felt equally thrilled and mesmerized by it. After leaving the humans trembling in fear the owl turned back to his usual form and approached them. He frowned. He had fucked up again and now Stolas had to clean up his mess. He couldn´t decide whether to feel embarrassed or fearful.
“Stolas, Wait, ho- hold on. How did you know we needed help?”, he choked out leaning at the wall behind him while said owl slowly walked towards him, face and body language hard to interpret. A spark of anxiety hit him, fearing Stolas would be angry with him and scold him or even worse, end the arrangement because he finally had enough of him. ´Cause all Blitz had done lately, was fucking up. He hadn´t been useful to the other at all while Stolas had helped him twice now. He winced when the owl carefully grabbed his face.
“I have my ways, darling. Are you alright?”, Stolas inquired way too softly, looking like he actually cared while brushing his face. He automatically relaxed in the other´s hold.
“Agh, I´m fine Stolas.”, he grumbled and began to feel relieved the other didn´t seem angry at him. It didn´t last long, however.
“Good….How THE FUCK did you get caught by humans? Are you little creatures not careful enough up here? You know, If YOU get in trouble, I get in trouble, WE don’t WANT that”, Stolas screeched, grabbed and then pinched his face, talons boring into his cheeks. Blitz winced at the slight pain and averted his gaze, now feeling ashamed about this whole ordeal. So the bird was angry, well fuck.
“They caught us off guard, your highness”, Moxxie intervened thankfully and gave him a short break to sort his thoughts and not panic.
“Yeah, you can unclench your bird-puss, Stolas. It´s not gonna happen again”, he stated half apologetically while trying to hide his embarrassment and pulling away the other´s talons that had pinched his scarred cheek.
“Luckily for you, most don’t believe the words of the demon obsessed lunatics. They are seen as kooks. Kooks! Such a silly word.”, Stolas returned back into his normally cheerful personality. “Now, let us all return!”, he opened a portal back into the office.
The M&Ms and Loona walked in front while he shuffled behind them, feeling drained and exhausted from the whole day. First, being drugged and having one of the worst trips ever and then getting scolded by Stolas in front of his employees. He frowned at the ground before him. He was pulled out of his thoughts and startled when he was suddenly lifted up. Confused, he searched the heart-shaped face that was staring at him.
“Am I going to get any thank you for the rescue Blitzy?”, Stolas asked him. Blitz felt his stomach clench and felt a sting in his heart. Of course the bird would expect something in return. He fucked up, now he had to compensate for it. But at least he didn´t seem pissed at him anymore. He flipped his well-trained switch.
“Well, I suppose you should. Want me to fuck your brains out tonight?”, he asked overly flirty.
“Very much so”, Stolas agreed and seemed satisfied with his response. Then the owl bowed down to him, trying to initiate a kiss. Blitz felt anxiety shoot up in him. He couldn´t take any soft kisses that pretended to be earnest and meaningful now. He forcefully grabbed the other´s headfeathers, pulling him back.
“Alright but you´re keeping quiet or I´m using those bear traps.”, he threatened and brushed his claw alongside Stolas´ jaw. As expected, the bird reacted with a heavy blush and a moan, already pliant in his hands. Horny bastard, he thought, but was relieved it had worked.
“Oh…Please do”, Stolas groaned and Blitz pulled him into a hard kiss, immediately initiating tongue to which the other obliged instantly.
He didn´t even register Stolas had opened another portal to his bedroom until he was dropped on the huge royal bed with a thump. He grinned up at the owl looming over him, red eyes gazing at him hungrily.
“So birdie, what do you want me to do to you?”, the imp asked, lifting himself up on his elbows.
“Actually, Blitzy I think I would rather do something to you tonight.”, Stolas responded, voice darker than usual. Blitz repressed a shiver at that.
“Huh, what? You getting bratty now? Do you want daddy to punish you?”, the imp asked putting on his best dom-voice.
“Actually, my darling...I wondered if I could take the lead for once? You always take such good care of me and I would like to give you something in return.”, the owl went on and carefully grabbed his face again.
Suddenly he felt the weight of the chains around his neck and wrists again. Both heat and cold spread through his body while he was hit by a wave of panic out of nowhere. Images of Stolas´ demon form, beautiful, powerful and dangerous, filled his head. He was choking. He couldn´t do this. In a second he lifted himself up and jumped the owl to pin him on the bed.
“You think you´re in charge birdie? That´s not how this works. Now let daddy take care of you. I´ll show you real good time. You always wanted to try double penetration right? I´m feeling gracious since you helped us. But we´re still using the bear traps so you have to keep your slutty bird mouth shut.”, Blitz tried again to regain at least some kind of control after this mess of a day.
Stolas flushed heavily at his words and seemed conflicted about agreeing. It still wasn´t enough.
Blitz bit the bird´s long neck so hard he drew blood. He froze and looked at the other. It had worked just like the first time.
“Ohhh Blitzy! My, you are wild today!”, the owl moaned loudly and Blitz felt relieve sinking in.
“Yeah, slut. You deserve it. Now get out of these shitty royal clothes and get your bird puss in my face.”
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Blitz felt feral and full of adrenaline. Him and Stolas had been going at it for hours now, making sure, the bird wouldn´t catch a break for even a minute. He started to feel far away from all of this and tried to get his grip on reality back. Stolas had already fucked up twice with the bear traps. His arms had bled for about a minute before healing instantly. It had made Blitz even more feral or horny or whatever this was. Meanwhile every few minutes the images of the drug trip reappeared in his head sending new adrenaline through his body. He was angry. Everything had been fine. Him and Stolas had been fine. Why did this always happen to him? He should be able to shut off his emotions by now. Had done it multiple times before. Why was it different with that damn bird?
He looked again at Stolas who was chained to the bed post and gagged. He didn´t want him to get into bear traps anymore. It made something in his stomach clench seeing so many injuries on the bird even if only for a minute. Stolas´s heart-shaped face was flushed heavily and he was breathing harshly. He looked so fucked out, that another wave of arousal hit Blitzl. But he still hadn´t cum while the bird had, like 10 times by now. What was he even doing here? He should just end the scene. It was too much and he had been exhausted from the beginning. He decided to push himself one last time. One final orgasm for the bird. Then he would be fine. Bill paid and his usefulness restored. His heart clenched again at the thought and he hated himself for that even more. He pushed one final time into the other who came with a loud muffled moan due to the gag. Blitz carefully observed his face, contorted in pleasure. Stolas was magnificent, beautiful, kind, hot, funny, cute. And powerful. And deserved more than he could ever give to him. He didn´t deserve this. He could be happy the other allowed him to be in his presence, allowed him to please him. That he could at least pretend that all this, the kindness, the softness, the kisses, meant something he would never allow himself to have.
Blitz shook his head and started carefully removing Stolas´ binds and gag. The owl sighed happily and seemed relaxed and satisfied.
“How are you feeling, birdie?”, he inquired.
“Oh I´m wonderful! You were wonderful, my darling! You are so good to me! Only you can make me feel so fulfilled.”, Stolas exclaimed shamelessly and Blitz face flushed due to the praise. He averted his gaze and got up to get a wet cloth and clean Stolas up.
“Wait, darling, what about you?”, a too soft, too kind, too beautiful voice asked.
“What do you mean?”, he replied but didn´t turn around.
“You haven´t cum, dear.”
“Yeah, it´s alright, I don´t need to. Just gonna take a cold shower.”, he stated and approached the bathroom.
Suddenly his arm was grabbed by black talons. Not harsh, but soft. He hated it.
“What?”, he snapped and turned around to meet Stolas worried gaze. The damn powerful owl had actually winced at his harsh words. He felt like shit. He was an asshole.
“I want to take care of you, Blitzy. I can´t leave you like this. It feels selfish.”, the bird explained.
“Can take care of myself, don´t you worry.”, the imp ensured trying to calm himself down and soften his tone.
“Please, Blitzy! Please let me take care of you, too!”, Stolas begged almost sadly and it made him feel guilty.
He sighed loudly, staring at the ground and then back at the owl.
“Fine. But be quick about it, can´t stay tonight. I have to check on Loona. It was the first time she was in such a big fight. Have to make sure, she´s alright and not hurt or anything.”, Blitz gave in.
“Of course, dear. I´ll be quick about it. You´re such a good father to her, though.”, Stolas responded. Blitz felt his heart pound harder at that and shoved it away. He approached the bed again and sat down. Stolas knelt before him, wasting no time, to get to work on his still prominent erection. The other swallowed him whole and he felt overstimulated by it. He couldn´t repress a whimper.
“Oh Blitzy. That was beautiful. Can you do that again?”, Stolas asked excitedly, unfortunately having heard his embarrassing sound.
“Fuck you. Suck my cock, birdbrain.”, the imp responded and shoved said cock back into the other´s throat. Damn bird had no gag reflex. Stolas was too good at deep-throating, it always made him go insane. Stolas looked up at him, eyes shining with adoration and lust. He started to feel dizzy. He grabbed the bird´s headfeathers and started to fuck his face in earnest. Stolas moaned loudly and opened wider.
“Fuck, you are too good at this. Gonna cum. Be prepared birdie.”, Blitz warned.
A few seconds later he was brought over the edge and Stolas took in everything he spilled. He groaned and breathed heavily, feeling fucked out and so damn exhausted, he could just crash out in this position.
“Well done, Blitzy!”, Stolas praised again, smiling brightly at him while brushing black talons over his beak.
“Shut up. But, thank you. I guess I was a little pent up.”, the imp over-explained because he just couldn´t shut his damn mouth.
“Always, dear. Now, do you still want the shower before you leave?”, the owl asked him, still smiling and brushing over his knees.
“Nah, I´m fine. I really need to get home.”, Blitz replied and averted his gaze to look for his clothes.
He had to go now. This had been too much already. He was feeling fuzzy and way too vulnerable for his liking. Stolas held a wet cloth towards him which he gladly took and wiped himself. “Thanks”, he mumbled. Then he stood up to put on his clothes
“Can you open a portal for me now? Don´t have the car here.”, the imp stated.
“Of course dear!”, Stolas replied immediately and his hands started to glow. A second later a portal to his apartment opened. He sure hoped Stolas wouldn´t look into it and see how small and run-down his flat looked. And that there was only one bedroom for Loona, him sleeping on the couch.
“Could I get a last kiss, Blitzy? Please?”, the owl asked and sounded too fragile to be possible. He must still be high from he drug trip, Blitz thought. He turned around anyway to fulfill the bird´s request. It was a soft kiss, no tongue. He was too tired to do anything else. He stopped himself before his heart, the traitor, would get loud again.
“Bye, Stolas. See you next full moon.”, he said and faces the portal.
“Have a good night darling. I hope Loona is alright”, Stolas responded.
Pang! There was the traitorous heart again. Fuck him and his damn heart. He didn´t even know he still had that thing.
“Yeah, sure. Thank you Stolas, for saving us.”, he couldn´t repress to say out loud and jumped through the portal.
“Always, dear. Always.”, the owl replied, but he didn´t hear it.