#bliitzo

[botanikos]

☪ -- @bliitzo liked this for a starter.

Surely it was a dream - a very cruel and intoxicating dream. Perhaps his meal earlier had been laced with a hallucinogenic? The only problem was his lack of inebriation. He was positively overwhelmed with joy, and perhaps a shiver of trepidation. What if Blitzo didn't remember him, what if he didn't want to see him?

❝ Do my eyes deceive me? Am I dreaming? ❞

[empyrean-clairvoyance]

@bliitzo liked for a starter!

"Not divorced" anniversary party...

Stolas had thought that the party would be absolutely exasperating when he learned about it this morning from the newspaper while Stella lazily invited him and surprise surprise it was just as infuriating as he thought it would be.

After listening to his wife talk about their 'sex life' with some of their guests, as if they've laid hands on each other since they were successful with Via 17 years ago, He looks down at Marie when she walks by with hors d'oeuvres. "Do you have something stronger than this? Please bring me all of it."

[fzrticv]

@bliitzo said : "Yeah that owl prince is obsessed with me and I don't know why. Maybe I'm just that funny! Oh maybe I'm finally finding my audience!" bliitzo (baby blitz for baby fizz)

" You can be funny, " Fizz thought he was anyway. Though he also understood why the audiences sometimes didn't—Blitz at least made the little jester laugh.

" Don't they keep imps as pets?" the jester tilts their head, it was an innocent question, voicing what he heard the adults around them say.

The jester huffed giving Blitzo a playful push

[discoinfernos]

“Guess what I have?!” Bliitzo for Stolas

Eyes wide, a small smile upturns the corners of his beak as his head tilts to the side. Stolas lets out a hooting giggle, curled fingers coming to his mouth as though to stifle it. He'll never get over how cute Blitz can be. ❝ Oh? What's that, darling? ❞

@bliitzo

[sinnerxroulette]

“How the hell did you get my number?!” @bliitzo for Stolas (after their first hookup)

"Pft. You gave it to me? Honestly Blitzy, you're so funny."

The lovesick bird giggles lightly

@bliitzo

[burning-fcols]

✧   「   @bliitzo   」   ✧  - Continued from ★  

「 ☆ 」 Well, THAT certainly is aggravating...

All the effort put into his appearance wasn't for naught; Blitz's open leer study made that clear. He's been the subject of such a look from the Imp plenty of times... and it usually ended with him being ravished like there would be no other opportunity. But being admired isn't the same as being wanted. Not in the way Stolas truly craves. Or even how he NEEDS to be to feel as though there's a chance of that happening. It'd be much simpler to convince himself if Blitz would stop seeming so content to move on to the next conquest. No... A conquest would be easier to swallow.

If this was yet another shallow indulgence of the flesh, Stolas could take some solace. It's not as though he's been entirely faithful to his heart, the... decision made at Verosika's party still replaying in his mind when he dares let it wander on its own volition. But that had been a moment of weakness. Of escapism. Spurred on by Blitz's gentle insistence, Stolas sinking into an embrace that was warm and welcoming. But as easily as the comfort manifested, it was gone.

It wasn't who he actually wanted.

Even if Blitz has the audacity to refer to him as ❛ just an ex ❜ .

Plumage bristling as he chokes down an indignant squawk, head sharply turns to glare at the retreating backs of Blitz and his date. Sucking in a deep breath, he exhales slowly and plasters a devious smirk upon his face. Tail gives a swish before he strolls up to the poor pair. Long legs easily manage to catch up before slowing into a more casual stride beside Blitz. Hands regally clasped behind his back, he coos in faux-interested conversation, ❝ Oh~ My, that does sound exciting... Perhaps I could be of some aid to the happy couple? Ensure that your reservation provides only the best accommodations. ❞

With an airy chuckle, he rests a hand against his fluffy chest, ❝ I do hold a fair amount of sway, and Blitz can attest to how persuasive I can be. ❞ Even as a royal with a shaky societal standing, he's still a Goetia. Lightly trailing a finger down Blitz's horn, he leans in close and purrs, ❝ It would be the least I could do for an old flame~ ❞ 「 ☆ 」

[pyramultimuse]

@bliitzo

"Oh, its you." Stolas said bitterly as he glared down at the imp with a harsh expression. "I don't have time for your pretending to give a shit today, just tell me what you want so I can get back with dealing with my own problems alone."

[ultio-angelus]

❛ i’m gonna make you scream my name. ❜ bliitzo @ stolas (for their first time)

“Heh! Um….that’s very, um….kind, of you? It’s been so long since I’ve seen you, that’s a bit…a bit forward isn’t it?”

“Is it getting hot in here? I think I’m getting really hot—“

@bliitzo

//interpreted this as being from their actual ‘first time’ and it made me miss flustered closeted Stolas teehee//

[grimowled]

"Do you know what would look good on you? Me." bliitzo

☽ terrible pickup lines - accepting !!

"OH OH, YOU'RE CERTAINLY not wasting any time tonight, hmm, blitzy~?" he can not contain the sheer relish bubbling up in his throat, the slightest titter of a laugh in response to his chosen imp's antics; while he definitely can't deny blitzø's an enthusiastic lover, he rarely initiates this way. the prince can only forgive that questionable pick up line - he made him laugh after all!, pale-white features flushing in blissful delight, his lanky body and magnificent tail feathers splayed suggestively on the velvet sofa, only the sheer fabric of his night robe draped over long, crossed limbs, warm and ready for the sexual rapture to follow. "--well, I happen to fully agree with you, my darling." his beloved little imp better not be just teasing him, for the demon prince is in the mood to ravish or be ravished, one way or another.

@bliitzo

[hazbintales]

@bliitzo replied to your post.

Blitz chooses make them mine

" Oh yes, Blitzy! Make me yours! "

[botanikos]

“So wanna make a baby with me?” Bliitzo

Nights may be the prince's preferred time, but mornings weren't so terrible either. He rather liked this particular one as he stood before the stove, humming the tune of one of his favorite songs while cooking up breakfast. Upon the table sat a spread of fruits, pastries, cheeses, meats, and French toast. He was rounding things out with sweet crêpes. The imp usually in charge of cooking stood nearby, cloth over arm looking a little out of place. It wasn't the first time their task was overtaken, but he appeared vexed and a little downtrodden by it. Instead, he periodically moves to refill a water or glass of juice.

❝ Good morning, Blitzy~! Hungry? I am finishing up now, but there is plenty available already. I will join you at the table shortly. The girls already took their food and decided to eat together, I am afraid we do not get the privilege of their company this morning. ❞

Stolas brings a cup of tea to his mouth, savoring the aroma before taking an indulgent sip. Feathers ruffle briefly, every bone in his body soothed with honey and bergamot. The beverage barely makes it in before the query finds him and is promptly spat out. He chokes on it, taken aback by the weight of the words.

❝ O - oh! I. . . . What? Did you — ❞ A shrill sound escapes as smoke rises and Stolas swiftly removes the pan and turns off the heat. Nervous laughter bubbles out of him, hands shaking before he decides to set down the pan and hide them behind his back.

❝ Do I. . . . Do I want to what now? Is that something — do you want to have a child. . . . with me? ❞ Stolas wasn't against the idea, it merely caught him off-guard. He could feel his heart beating a frantic rhythm in his chest, hammering away as though it might take flight. A part of him worries, wondering if he was capable of such a feat. Via already went through so much, was he fit to parent another, to take such steps all over again? Perhaps it would be different with the one he loved. . . . Maybe it was possible, but the prospect of f a i l u r e gnaws at his bones and twists his stomach.

❝ I need you to be absolutely certain this is. . . something you want with me. . . And I, well, I think Loona and Via should have a say in it as well. . . Or at least, ought to be aware it is within consideration. ❞

[poisonedspider]

[ grind ] from @bliitzo

"Blitz!" Part of him feels bad that that isn't a moan of arousal coming from his mouth, but instead the most giggling attempt at a laugh. Not in a harsh way, and if Blitz looked closely he would notice that in Angel's expression. Really, he was amused more than anything as the imp had crawled into his lap, somewhat feeling like he had a child present because of their height difference. Though mostly -

"It's weird, not t' be the one givin' th' lap dance." He teases, upper arms folding behind his head as he leaned back slightly in the chair to give the imp assassin more room, his lower two hands moving to rest on Blitz' waist. "Real weird." Basically, Angel had major bottom energy and had no idea how to act the role of the top right now. He had no issues taking charge, but.

Humming, eyes slipping somewhat closed as he rolled his hips up to meet the other man's, tilting his head somewhat. "This yeh' way of tryin' t' get in my pants babe, or....?"

[owlstronomer]

Blitz is looking up expectingly. His tail moving in excitement. The imp giving his boyfriend slow frog blinks. (bliitzo)

Unprompted / Always Accepting

           Carmine eyes blink back all at once as a smile curls around his beak. Stolas couldn't parse whether or not it was @bliitzo's expectant features, the excited wagging of his tail, or that silly little blink he does that causes plumage to fluff and a small, hootish chuckle to escape. Gentle hands rise to cup the imp's face as he leans down to press a kiss right to the marking upon his head. He gives pause before following it with another to one of Blitz's cheeks, and then finally, their mouths meet in a sweet, promising kiss.

           "Is that what you were waiting for, darling?"

[damnedrainbows]

"Alright niff do you wanna spray the blood or do you wanna do the stabbing?" bliitzo (baby blitz for baby niffty)

“Ou ou!” The cyclops baby jumped up and down, her little overall dress flouncing with every movement. “I want to do the stabby! Stab stab stabby stab!!”

@bliitzo

[burning-fcols]

“You really think I’d be in the mood to fuck you after your wife manhandled my horns like that? No dick for you birdy.” for Stolas (referencing the Stella ask XD) - ✧ ˖ ˙ 「 @bliitzo 」 ˙ ˖ ✧

「 ☆ 」 Wilting when he's chastized by Blitz, the royal tries not to let it show how much he's taken aback by the others response. Understandable as it may be right now— being directly told Blitz isn't in the mood helps put past events into perspective —Stolas hadn't expected Stella's... tantrum to have such an effect upon the other man. He hastily moves back with a concerned furrow of his brows and ruffle of his feathers. Not by much, but still a gesture to try and give the man some space.

Completely oblivious to his own part played in Blitz's soured mood, a hand reaches out to rhythmically pet the Imp's horn in what is meant to be a soothing gesture rather than a sexy one. Tone apologetic but painfully unaware of how it carries the same overcompensation of before, ❝ I'm dreadfully sorry, Blitzy. I know Stella can be a bit... melodramatic, but I hadn't considered she would get physical with you. ❞ Frankly, he SHOULD have— considering his ❛ wife's ❜ reputation with others; a stark contrast to the protectiveness displayed toward him —but Stolas had been so wrapped up in his internal nervousness excitement to consider Stella's involvement in the arrangement. Unwilling a participant as she may be.

Still, he had been referred to as ❛ birdy ❜ , so Blitz can't be too upset with him... Right? Clinging to this shred of hope in an otherwise uncomfortable situation— importance placed in nicknames, even ones some might consider demeaning —Stolas decides to take a chance in salvaging the night. True, it's disappointing that it won't involve sex, but physical delights aren't ALL he'd like to seek from Blitz... Perhaps this is a chance to indulge in some of those other pleasantries?

Clearing his throat into a closed fist, hand upon Blitz's horn trails away with a drag of his finger. Running the hand through his headfeathers, Stolas averts his gaze to the side, ❝ Since you're not in the mood for physical favors— which is perfectly alright! ... Perhaps, we could spend tonight in another way? ❞ Looking at Blitz, cheeks tinge with a betrayal of pink, hands clasped on his lap with twiddling thumbs, ❝ I have wine, if you would like to drink... and- I am a very good listener, if you would like to talk. I'm sure you must have fascinating stories to tell! Or... grievances of your day to vent? ❞

❝ You're already here and it would be a shame for you to have made the trip for nothing... ❞ He adds with a light chuckle, feeling like the reasoning is weak even as it leaves his tongue. Hopefully the promise of free ( and expensive ) wine will be enough to entice. 「 ☆ 」

[empyrean-clairvoyance]

"Wanna makeout?" bliitzo

"Absolutely?"