i-exist174

[i-exist174]

give me two characters just vigorously making out. Like, nasty, make out session. Like, breathing through their noses cause they're too into it to break apart. They're dry humping, doing anything to get friction. BONUS POINTS IF THEYRE GAY. I love me some fagors (i say as a proud trans man who loves women 😝😝🗣️‼️‼️)

"I like the way you kiss me, I can tell you miss me"

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Blitzo x Stolas

18+ MDNI

word count: 971 words

Setting: this story isn't based off of any episode in Helluva Boss and any events like their arguments and where they split up or the trial against Blitzo don't affect and aren't affected in any way with this. More or so like those events didn't happen, but the story setting is still in hell and takes place in Stolas' mansion, specifically his bedroom.

Warnings: sloppy make out session, dry humping, cock grinding against cock, cock squeezing, dirty talk, neck biting, neck sucking, anything else that others may find

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Blitzo had had a hard day with fighting off some crazy demons that included Striker and some of the other idiots working with him. he put up a hell of a fight along with Moxxie and Millie, but by the end of it, he was exhausted, frustrated and of course, horny from it. man could this guy get horny and needy from one small simple thing happening. but lucky for him, he had his own little play toy waiting for him in his own little palace.

Blitzo kicks down the door of Stolas' room, ready to fuck, kiss or suck that damn bird till he had gotten all his cooped up adrenaline and frustration out. Stolas quickly looks up as the door flies open and both him and Blitzo lock eyes. Blitzo was panting and had a look in his eyes that told Stolas one thing....

"on the bed, now" ordered Stolas in a low, commanding voice, already unbuttoning his shirt as he watched the submissive owl not question a thing and stalk over to the bed, sitting on it and looking over at Blitzo with a mixture of emotions. excitement, confusion, concern, but he stays quiet, waiting for Blitzo like the good boy he was.

Blitzo smirks at how fast his pretty little toy obeys and once he finishes unbuttoning his shirt and throws it off, he is on top of Stolas in a matter of seconds, straddling his hips and hold his chin tightly between his fingers. "now...you're gonna be a good fucking slut and do what i want, okay?" Blitzo says in a mischievous, teasing voice that also held his frustration from earlier.

Stolas just nods but little imp isn't satisfied "i asked you a question you little whore...now answer it" Blitzo commands, his grip on Stolas' chin tightening as he glares at him dominantly "y-yes Blitzy...w-whatever you want..." Stolas whimpers out helplessly.

Blitzo just smirks and then finally collides his lips with Stolas', skipping the soft, gentle kissing all together and pushing it into a sloppy, messy make out. Stolas can't help but whimper softly into the kiss as their tongues intertwine, desperately clinging onto Blitzo.

"fuck...you're so fucking hot when you make those noises" Blitzo hums breathlessly through the kiss, tilting his head up to deepen the angle of the make out even more. (if that's even possible at this point) Stolas starts getting restless and starts to try to kiss Blitzo harder, drool collecting at the corners of his mouth as his and Blitzo's spit combine. They both start to not care about their intake of air and more on the intense heat that now circles the room around them.

sounds of whimpers, grunts, intense breathing, and a few moans here and there soon bounce off the walls. the two decided that the make out session was more important than breathing air, so they started to breathe through their noses to not even risk breaking the kiss apart for a millisecond. but in the end, that just fueled the other one on.

but Blitzo needs more like the dirty, horny little fuck he is. he was still straddling Stolas' hips and found it the perfect opportunity to solve one of his other problems he had been experiencing. Blitzo grabs Stolas tightly by the collar of his shirt and keeps the kiss strong, messy, and desperate before he then starts to roll his hips against the bird's, but did this man start off slow? nope.

Blitzo runts up against Stolas hard and fast, to a point he almost seemed desperate for some kind of friction to help his ever so growing situation. Within seconds he has Stolas moaning and gasping through the kiss that started to become even sloppier, rutting up so his dick rubs right up against Stolas' clothed dick, causing the perfect friction for both of the demons.

"nghh...f-fuck!..." Stolas whimpers out as he gets dry humped so hard he could almost see heaven from all the way down in hell. Blitzo pants while he tries to carry on the make out session still, but Stolas is so wrecked with him grinding against his dick that he can't even focus on it. so Blitzo moves his mouth down to the owl's neck and starts to bite and suck through the soft feathers and to his skin, leaving both bite marks and hickeys as he bucks his hips forward and back against Stolas' like some sort of deer in rut, the sound of fabric rubbing together along with whimpers, moans, and pants fill the air around the two.

Blitzo trails his mouth up to Stolas' ear and whispers in it lowly and dominantly "mhmm...so fucking hard for me pretty boy...you like when i dry fuck you...hmm?...you like when i treat you like the stupid slut you are?....look at you....the great prince squirming under a little imp like me...so hard and desperate to be fucked" if Blitzo wasn't dirty with his actions, he was dirty with his words and if he wasn't dirty with his words....never mind he is also talking like he is speaking to a fucking slut.

"mhmm...nglhhh...p-please...o-oh god...B-Blitzy....i-i need more...p-please" Stolas begs as i starts to buck his hips up into Blitzo's, desperate for more friction, more touch, anything to make his throbbing dick better. "oh don't worry my pretty little fuck toy...you'll get what you want" Blitzo whispers in Stolas' ear before reaching a hand down and grabbing Stolas' cock roughly through his pants, causing the prince's body to jerk and shudder as he lets out a loud moan and grips onto the bed sheets so tight he might just rip them.

"is that what you wanted you little slut?...wanted me to touch you hmm?...well don't worry my pretty boy...you'll get a lot more than just my hand on your cock tonight..."

(and i think you can guess where things went from there)

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this story probably isn't the best but this is my first time writing smut like this plus i finished this at one in the morning so cut me some slack here. i did my best. i also didn't re-read this so hopefully everything sounds and is spelled right.

[i-exist174]

ello...

my name is Leo and I barely ever post and aren't active all the times but i will try my best to respond to comments.

THIS A SMUT ACCOUNT BTW!!

as of right now, i will accept request since not all the time i have ideas and stuff, but i may not respond to them right away, i will eventually read it though

i will try to focus my posts on The Last of Us, Helluva Boss, Hazbin Hotel, Tokio Hotel band members or any other hyperflexions i think i can turn into something nasty.

I will try my best to post once or twice a week but nothing is promised and there may be times where i don't post for long periods of times so there are no times to expect any new posts.