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drades-lair · 1 year

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Penthouse

Fandom: Helluvaboss

Pairing: Striker/OC

Rating: T for mentions of past rape and swearing

Everyone in hell knows the best place for clubbing is in the lust ring however having traveled his whole life Calus knew some decent places all around the rings of hell including Imp City. Music thrummed through the very walls of the blue wave club; hell-spawn of all species danced on the floor while the bar served up more then decent drinks. Calus leaned back in his chair with his legs spread slightly, one arm draped over the back of the chair while the other hand brought his beer to his lips, taking a long swig before settling back on the table. Striker was sitting with one leg crossed over the other also swigging a beer.

“Told you this place was good,” Calus stated eyeing the incubus and succubus dancers currently on the stage

“It’s alright, music leaves somethin’ ta be desired,” Striker retorted with a smirk

“Everyone’s a critique,” Calus chuckled back finishing his beer

“I just know what I like,” Striker shot back also laughing now as he too finished his beer

“Yeah, yeah, you want another drink?” Calus asked already moving to stand up

“Fuck yeah, whiskey,” Striker responded

Calus gave a nod then moved towards the bar meanwhile nearby someone else had noticed the duo, Verosika had come to party at the blue wave on her day off only to notice Calus and Striker almost immediately. Verosika knew that Calus and Striker were friends of Blitzo a fact that disgusted her to no end, Striker was just another imp so not really a big deal in her mind however Calus on the other hand…how the fuck did Blitzo manage to befriend a fucking Dracony? Between him dating a Goetia prince and now being friends with a Dracony it was too much for her jealous little brain to handle. Lurking in the shadows Verosika had been plotting since the moment she’d noticed the duo trying to find a way to screw with them, luckily for her being a succubus allowed Verosika to spot lust from a mile away and the way the two acted with one another spoke volumes. Realizing Striker and Calus were together Verosika started forming a plan that would either split them up or at the very least provide her with a bit of entertainment for a while. Walking over to a rather scrawny incubus who Verosika had not only noticed eyeing Striker all evening but she also knew him from Lust a while back.

“Hey, Reg~ seen you eyeing that little pale thing over there for the last few hours,” Verosika chimed

“Yeah, he’s handsome~ unfortunately he’s got that Dracony which I mean he’s yummy too,” Reg chimed back in a seductive manner.

“Oh, they’re not together. The pale imp is alone now and the Dracony isn’t coming back,” Verosika lied with her silver tongue.

“Really? Oohh, do you think he’d like an evening with me?” Reg asked

“Oh, most definitely. He’s been eyeing you all evening and he’s one of those hard-to-get ones so don’t take no for an answer unless he says peaches,” Verosika assured the incubus

“Hmm, excellent.” Reg hummed before making his way past Verosika over to Striker

“Howdy partner~” Reg chimed, swaggering right up to Striker who immediately shot the incubus a confused raised eyebrow.

“Can I help Ya?” Striker inquired; he wasn’t too alarmed after all this was a club.

“I certainly hope so~, we can go to a private room or…back to yours…” Reg trailed off biting his bottom lip seductively while caressing the back of Striker’s chair.

“Look I’m flattered but yer barkin’ up the wrong tree, I’m not interested,” Striker responded confidently

“Such a tease, playing hard to get,” Reg crooned pressing closer, now Striker was starting to get uncomfortable.

“Maybe Ya didn’t hear me, I said I’m not interested. Now get lost,” Striker insisted with a scowl

“Come on now, I’ll be good I promise…unless…,” Reg continued suddenly slipping onto Striker’s lap which amped up the pale imp’s uncomfortable level.

“What the fuck!? Get off me!” Striker growled giving the incubus a shove although Reg didn’t budge

“You want me to be naughty,” Reg finished his sentence, caressing his index finger along Striker’s chin.

“What the fuck is wrong wit Ya!? What part of not fuckin’ interested didn’t Ya understand!?” Striker snarled snatching the incubus’s wrist and successfully shoving Reg to the floor this time making him yelp in confused surprise. Striker loomed over the incubus with his teeth bared, tail rattling irritably as he balled his hands into fists while Reg started scooting backwards in fear finally realizing he’d clearly made a mistake. Calus was still waiting at the bar for the bar tender to acknowledge him when the commotion caught his attention, glancing over he immediately saw Striker standing over an incubus looking clearly irate. Furrowing his brow in confusion Calus started back towards Striker of course finding the pale imp in a very agitated state while the incubus had a hand raised in front of himself for protection.

“Whoa, whoa, wait! Please…!” Reg pleaded

“Hey! What’s going on here?” Calus asked coming up behind Striker. The incubus’s expression shifted from confusion to realization in a matter of moments upon seeing Calus.

“Look…I’m so sorry…I-I believe I’ve made a mistake,” Reg insisted still on the floor

“Ya better fuckin’ believe Ya made a Fuckin’ mistake!” Striker exclaimed

“Okay, easy Striker…” Calus stated gently caressing a hand over Striker’s shoulder immediately causing the pale imp to take a step back, releasing a deep exhale through his nose before averting his gaze to the side.

“I think I need some air,” Striker stated then turned to head for the nearest exit while Calus watched him go before turning back to the incubus still on the ground. Reg winced as Calus extended a hand only to realize the Dracony was offering him a hand up.

“You alright?” Calus asked the incubus

“Y-Yeah…Look, I really am sorry. I was under the impression that you weren’t with him and that he was interested in me,” Reg insisted accepting Calus’ hand

“What gave you that impression?” Calus wondered pulling the incubus to his feet

“Verosika mayday told me, she came over while I was just hanging out and said that you’d left and that the pale imp was into me…so I thought I’d shoot my shot,” Reg explained

“Verosika!? She’s here?” Calus asked in shocked surprise

“Yeah, she’s…gone…look I swear she was here!” Reg insisted realizing that Verosika was now gone and how that looked for him.

“Relax, I believe you. Where were the two of you standing before?” Calus assured Reg

“Um…over there,” Reg stated pointing to a corner of the stage where an bright neon exit sign glowed nearby.

“Hmm, alright. Thanks,” Calus said then moved towards the exit door

Calus slipped through the exit near the stage into a back ally where he took a moment to look around easily picking up on the sound of clicking heals on the asphalt. Glancing to the right Calus saw Verosika casually making her way towards the mouth of the ally eliciting a small growl of irritation from him before Calus started after her.

“Hey! Verosika!” Calus called after the succubus causing her to stop walking and turn around

“Well, look who it is.” Verosika chided

“I knew you were a bitch but didn’t know you’d stoop this low,” Calus retorted

“Aw, is the big bad Dracony mad that I played with his toy~?” Verosika taunted

“You seriously did this out of spite of Blitz?” Calus calmly asked having already figured out Verosika’s angle, wasn’t hard.

“Well, yes. Blitzo broke my heart and now I make my mission to fuck with his life as much as possible…although I didn’t expect the imp to react that way,” Verosika admitted

“You know why he reacted like that? Striker’s been fucking abused in the past you two-bit whore!” Calus growled irritably

“Um…oh…” Verosika’s eyes widened in realization and for the first time Calus saw a little regret cross her face.

“Yeah, Striker was raped by a noble who kept him as a pet and you’re fucking lucky he didn’t kill that incubus,” Calus explained briefly

“I-I didn’t know that” Verosika sheepishly stated averting her gaze

“I wouldn’t expect you to read minds but it’s the fact you didn’t consider the possibility either, as a succubus consent is your whole thing, isn’t it?. Maybe next time you’ll think a little more carefully before playing with someone just for your own personal amusement,” Calus warned before turning to leave with a swish of his long tail. Verosika crossed her arms with a huff because really, she couldn’t argue Calus’s point.

Calus made his way around to the front of the club where he found Striker leaning against Bombproof smoking a cigarette. Calus gave a small sympathetic smile towards the pale imp who was putting on his usual stoic front however Calus could see through it.

“You alright?” Calus asked walking up to stand in front of Striker.

“I’m alright, I-I just hate having that knee jerk reaction! I could tell somethin’ wasn’t right, but…,” Striker admitted trailing off

“It’s not like you can turn it off, PTSD tends to do that,” Calus stated getting a little closer

“Still…ugh, it doesn’t matter. We goin’ ta get a hotel?” Striker wondered shaking off the feelings from the night.

“Actually, I’ve got a better idea. I was going to explain over some drinks but seeing as that’s out the window now, just follow me,” Calus suggested making his way to his own hell steed, aurora.

Striker raised an eyebrow in question however didn’t argue he simply crushed out his cigarette on the bottom of his boot then mounted Bombproof to follow Calus. Arriving in the middle of downtown Imp City the duo stopped outside a large complex, leading their steeds into a parking area underground where there was a custom made shed like area with hay. Calus showed Striker where to stash the tack for the hell steeds then closed them in to the spacious shed for the evening before leading Striker to the elevator.

“This is where Ya live?” Striker inquired having put the pieces together

“Yep, in the penthouse on the top floor,” Calus elaborated

“Penthouse, really?” Striker chuckled in disbelief

Calus chuckled back with a nod as the elevator dinged indicating they’d arrived on their floor except it wasn’t just a floor of rooms like the rest instead they stepped out to another, newer looking elevator. Calus pulled a card from his back pocket that he swiped then pressed the singular button on the panel next to the card reader prompting the doors to open on the second elevator. Stepping inside the duo were only in the elevator for a few moments before it opened again revealing a spacious looking open floor concept home. A short entrance way led to an open foyer from which you could go right to an L-shaped hallway, straight into a large living room/dinning room set up or left into a very luxurious kitchen. The place was in the palette of blacks/whites and golds, the furniture was leather, counter tops were granite and the floors were hardwood or tile. Down the L-shaped hallway was two large guest bedrooms and the massive master as well as a communal bathroom and an on-suite in the master.

“How in the nine circles do Ya manage to afford this place?” Striker wondered toeing off his boots

“I saved up plus got this place for a steal, building was going to go under if someone didn’t purchase the penthouse suite thus, I was able to talk down the price and just for kicks building manager threw in the pool/hot tub combo up top as no one was using it,” Calus explained

“Wow, gotta admit this is pretty impressive,” Striker commented with a smirk

“Glad you think so,” Calus chuckled as the duo hung up their jackets before walking into the living room area.

“Why weren’t we stayin’ here when in town?” Striker asked more out of curiosity then anything else.

“I’ve been meaning to invite you here but there just never seemed to be a good time and early on…this place is my safe space, a place I can come back too when needed, you know?” Calus explained taking a seat on his white leather couch.

“I can understand that, regardless this’ll be great for when we’re in town or even nearby,” Striker complimented standing next to where Calus had sat down.

“That’s what I figured might as well cut down on costs right?” Calus agreed with a light huffed laugh

“So…sleeping arrangements goin’ ta be the same?” Striker asked with a smirk and a seductive eyebrow raise.

“Hmm, I don’t see why not. I got a king-sized bed in the master…you wanna see it?” Calus retorted with a seductive smirk.

“Ha-ha, thought Ya never ask,” Striker chortled

Calus returned the chuckle, standing from the couch to lead the way down the L-shaped hallway where the master was located at the very end.

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drades-lair · 2 years

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Ozzie’s

Fandom: helluva boss

rating: T for swearing

Pairings: Millie/Moxxie, Blitzo/Stolas, StrikerxOC

Ozzie’s wasn’t exactly Calus’s favorite place to be although when you get a job from Asmodeus himself you don’t pass it up. Calus sat next to Striker at the bar watching as the place packed full as per usual, sexual sounds filling the air by the moment as they waited to meet with Asmodeus.

“The fuck are we doin’ here?” Striker asked irritably

“Waiting for Asmodeus to meet with us, he’s busy tonight so it could be a while,” Calus responded taking a sip of whiskey.

“Ugh, fuckin’ blue bloods. Why do Ya bother with him?” Striker groused taking a sip of his own whiskey.

“Asmodeus much like Stolas has proven good for his deals and that’s the only reason,” Calus explained

The duo tuned out the obnoxious voice of the jester imp Fizzarolli who came onto the stage moments later causing the lights to dim further and Calus to roll his eyes. Calus had dealt with Fizzarolli on occasion when Asmodeus was unavailable and every time the imp proved to be arrogant not to mention obvious with his flirting. Calus perked up however at the name Fizz announced, Moxxie.

“Hey, isn’t that the vermin who works for Blitz?” Striker smirked in amusement as he turned slightly to look towards the stage followed by Calus doing the same.

“Yeah, why is he here?” Calus rhetorically asked, furrowing his brow in confusion.

“This is a song I wrote for my beautiful wife for our first wedding anniversary, I love you Millie,” Moxxie announced over the mike before starting to strum. Calus followed Moxxie’s gaze into the crowd easily finding Millie sitting at a table with starry eyes.

“Humph, that explains it then,” Calus scoffed

“Yeah, it’s laughable right. Lil vermin is more pathetic than I thought,” Striker chuckled taking a long swig of his whiskey.

The duo returned to their drinks easily tuning out Moxxie’s sickening love song until that is the familiar tone of Asmodeus chiming in drew them back. Calus couldn’t help but snicker a little as Asmodeus scolded Moxxie, knowing the demon of lust personally Calus had figured he’d not take kindly to such a sappy display. Calus’s laughter quickly faded however as the familiar voice of Blitz chimed from the corner just down from the bar, Striker whipped his head in that direction as well.

“Are you serious? Why is Blitz here too?” Calus exclaimed

“Don’t know but this situation is quickly gettin’ out of control,” Striker stated as he pointed to the table Blitz had stood from.

“Stolas?” Calus questioned seeing the Goetia prince.

Blitz had stood up for his employees yet in the next few moments Calus hated what he saw although not super close with Blitz, he didn’t hate the imp and to see him being utterly humiliated angered Calus. Striker noticed Calus’s angered expression causing him to smirk, this was about to get fun especially once he saw the Dracony stand up, down his drink and start making his way towards Blitz’s table where Asmodeus was now berating Stolas. Calus wasn’t exactly subtle as he strode through the crowd that parted when he approached with Striker following in toe, he was simply there for the entertainment of watching Calus piss on these blue bloods parade.

“I hope you didn’t give it up so you and him could get it up,” Asmodeus taunted from behind Stolas

“ENOUGH!” Calus’s voice echoed through the establishment as everyone’s gaze whipped towards the 6-foot Dracony currently striding through the crowd.

“What? Calus?” Blitz questioned in shocked confusion as his head whipped around from where he was sitting across from Stolas.

“What are you doing here?” Stolas asked in turn just as shocked

“Business…although it would seem it’s turned personal. Are you alright Blitz?” Calus asked coming along side the imp, placing a hand on his shoulder.

“Uh…yeah…” Blitz answered simply

“You ought to be ashamed of yourselves! Especially you Asmodeus! Is this anyway for a prince to act?” Calus angrily growled.

“Hey! You can’t speak to him like that!” Fizz exclaimed from just off to the side earning him a deep snarling growl from Calus as he bared his teeth.

“Humph, weaklings should keep their mouths shut,” Striker chimed in coming along the other side of Blitz earning an uneasy glance from both the prince as well as Blitz.

“And who the fuck are you supposed to be?” Verosika added from her position just off to the side from Fizz.

“Someone Ya should respect lil lady,” Striker flashed a warning snarl at the succubus

“You two are pathetic and not even worth my effort,” Calus taunted puffing up his chest while raising his head in a display of superiority.

“How fucking dare, you!?” Verosika screeched only to be promptly ignored as Calus turned his attention up to Moxxie still on stage now joined by Millie.

“As for you two…I hope you feel just great about being cowards,” Calus sarcastically taunted in a disappointed tone that caused both the little imps to avert their gazes as they frowned.

Blitz was struck silent as he watched Calus defend him, no one had ever defended Blitz in his entire life let alone fully told people off in his defense. Calus turned his attention to Stolas with a little disapproving snarl before huffing with a head nod towards the exit.

“Let’s go you two, Asmodeus…we’ll be in touch regarding that job you had for me,” Calus informed the lust prince who at this point had backed up a bit.

“Right, of course,” Stolas swiftly agreed, standing from the table as Blitz did the same to follow Calus and Striker out of the club.

The cool night air brought some much-needed relief as Blitz struggled with his internal emotions, ignoring Stolas completely. Calus breathed deeply to keep himself under control as he grabbed Stolas by the forearm, guiding the prince off to the side while Blitz lit a cigarette. Striker came along side Blitz to lean against a lamp post, lighting his own cigarette.

“Ya good boss man?” Striker inquired taking a drag from his cigarette.

“Yeah, I’m good. So why are you here? Looking for revenge?” Blitz asked blowing out a puff of smoke

“Nah, I’m working with Calus now after my client tried to kill me for failing to kill Yer bird.” Striker explained nonchalantly.

“Huh, tough break,” Blitz huffed a laugh as he took another drag.

“That and we’re fuckin’,” Striker added once again so casually it took Blitz off guard causing him to choke on the smoke he’d just inhaled.

“F-Fuck! You’re tapping that?” Blitz choked out pointing to Calus

“Ha-ha, other way round boss man,” Striker corrected Blitz with a hearty chuckle earning him a surprised look from Blitz.

Meanwhile as Striker spoke with Blitz, Calus was chewing Stolas out a fair distance from them.

“What the fuck was that?” Calus barked causing Stolas to throw his palms up defensively.

“I-I…it was a…I didn’t mean too…” Stolas stammered out as if he were a child that just got caught stealing a cookie from the cookie jar.

“You know for how much you claim to care about Blitz, you sure have a strange way of showing it,” Calus continued

“I was taken off guard…I didn’t expect…” Stolas stammered again, averting his gaze from the irate Dracony, lowering his hands to grab at one arm.

“Excuses! If you care for someone, they should be the only thing that matters! You shouldn’t care about status or other people’s opinions!” Calus barked irritably again

“I know! I’m aware of what I did! Of how cowardly it was! I hate myself for it…” Stolas barked back before trailing off in a lower tone.

“Humph, then perhaps there’s a way to salvage this yet,” Calus huffed as a small smirk spread across his features.

“What?” Stolas asked, arching an eyebrow in confusion as he looked back to Calus.

“Here’s the thing Stolas, I’ll have your back but only if you stand by your principles. If you care for Blitz, then fuck the entirety of hell! I learned to not care what others thought about me a long time ago. Me and Striker will back you…let’s be honest can you ask for any better duo to stand behind you,” Calus smirked with a little chuckle.

“Actually…first of all thank you for that but also…about Striker…” Stolas trailed off eyeing the pale imp over by Blitz with a suspicious side glance.

“Oh, right…look I know it’s a little odd but basically let’s just say everything I predicted came true for Striker but luckily, I was there to fix his mess and now we’re working together…OH! And we’re fucking,” Calus casually explained with a wide grin.

“OH! Um…alright…I guess if you’re sure,” Stolas stated a little taken aback by Calus’s casual admission.

“Ha-ha, I assure you…Striker’s with me,” Calus chuckled

“What do I do? I saw how hurt Blitz was, how do I fix this?” Stolas asked rubbing the back of his neck.

“It’s not as simple as just apologizing Stolas…my suggestion is to leave it in Blitz’s court, go talk with him but if he doesn’t want to, let him have some space,” Calus suggested

Stolas gave a nod to Calus then started walking over to Blitz prompting Striker to push off the light post to head over to Calus.

“Everything good?” Striker inquired standing next to Calus

“Not sure, although I feel like I’m dealing with a couple children,” Calus sighed out heavily

Striker chuckled in a sympathetic manner after all he felt the same by this point especially watching the two at this moment. Blitz clearly wasn’t ready for whatever Stolas had to say, crossing his arms over his chest, and clenching his teeth. Stolas was clearly trying to salvage the situation however as the volume of the conversation increased it became clear that wasn’t happening tonight.

“Stolas! Don’t pretend that what we have is anything more then YOU wanting ME to FUCK YOU! You make that perfectly clear all the time!” Blitz angrily growled out

“Ooh! Ouch!” Calus commented quietly in the background with a wince.

“Birdy really fucked the pooch,” Striker added

Stolas tried to call after Blitz as the imp started walking in the direction of the station to get back to imp city. Calus let out another heavy sigh as he walked over to Stolas, placing a hand on the prince’s shoulder.

“Space Stolas,” Calus reminded him

“Right…could you…” Stolas trailed off looking at Calus solemnly

“Yeah, we’ll see him home,” Calus assured the prince

Stolas summoned a portal to the palace while Calus followed Blitz with Striker in toe making sure that the other imp made it home before they broke ways.

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