[Dragging Fizz inside, Blitzø closes it by means of pressing the other imp up against it, his thigh between Fizz's legs and his lips against his throat.]
Fuck, Fizz... Gonna make sure you have so many stories for your horny rooster later.
[His tail tangles around Fizz's stroking and squeezing just as urgently as how Blitzø's teeth nip at his neck and throat.]
Fuck, Fizz... Gonna make sure you have so many stories for your horny rooster later.
[His tail tangles around Fizz's stroking and squeezing just as urgently as how Blitzø's teeth nip at his neck and throat.]
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[ maybe it's a little funny, how fizz can be dating the sin of lust for years with whatever kinky shit that entails and he's still getting overwhelmed by a knee between his thighs, a mouth on his neck, and the rubbing and squeezing of a tail around his.
(maybe it's who's doing it.)
he can't help but grind down against blitzø's leg as he tilts his head as a way to beg for more attention to his throat, a soft moan escaping him before he can recover, squeezing his thighs around the leg between them and scrabbling at the other imp's shoulders to hang on. ]
■■■■ yeah, you'd better. Gonna tell him all about it so that he tells me to drag you into bed with us.
[ with a wild, sharklike grin and a manic little giggle. ]
(maybe it's who's doing it.)
he can't help but grind down against blitzø's leg as he tilts his head as a way to beg for more attention to his throat, a soft moan escaping him before he can recover, squeezing his thighs around the leg between them and scrabbling at the other imp's shoulders to hang on. ]
■■■■ yeah, you'd better. Gonna tell him all about it so that he tells me to drag you into bed with us.
[ with a wild, sharklike grin and a manic little giggle. ]
Oh yeah? [He licks a stripe up Fizz's neck and nips at the point of his jaw.] You want me to watch as he fucks you on that giant cock of his?
[The downside of having Fizz pressed against a wall is that he can't fucking figure out where the opening to his stupid outfit is. Growling in annoyance, Blitzø sweeps Fizz up into his arms and flings him onto the bed, leaping onto it himself with his tail flicking back and forth behind him.]
How much of this shit can I tear off of you?
[The downside of having Fizz pressed against a wall is that he can't fucking figure out where the opening to his stupid outfit is. Growling in annoyance, Blitzø sweeps Fizz up into his arms and flings him onto the bed, leaping onto it himself with his tail flicking back and forth behind him.]
How much of this shit can I tear off of you?
[ oh shit, now he has that mental image in his head and it's great. he shivers at the lick, the nip, but nods his head. ] Y-yeah. But you sure you just wanna watch? [ he grins then, tongue running idly over his teeth. ] I got other means of making you feel good.
[ then the world upends and he squeaks, clinging to blitzø until he's tossed onto the bed. he stares up at him, tail thumping the bed as he rests back on his elbows, thighs parted and feet planted on the mattress. ]
All of it. [ a beat, and then, hurriedly: ] —leave the hat, though.
[ then the world upends and he squeaks, clinging to blitzø until he's tossed onto the bed. he stares up at him, tail thumping the bed as he rests back on his elbows, thighs parted and feet planted on the mattress. ]
All of it. [ a beat, and then, hurriedly: ] —leave the hat, though.
Maybe I just wanna see how good he really is first. We could have a contest, see who can take you apart best.
[As he talks, Blitzø grabs the front of Fizz's shirt and yanks hard enough for the fabric to give, shredding it away and leaving the other imp's chest exposed. He drags the sleeves off too, pulling the tatters away and leaving Fizz exposed from the waist up. The scarring... is extensive, but he doesn't let himself dwell on it, not wanting to make Fizz regret letting him see this much. Instead he lowers his head to lick a stripe up his chest to his collarbone.]
Hat stays, got it. Anywhere else I should be careful of?
[As he talks, Blitzø grabs the front of Fizz's shirt and yanks hard enough for the fabric to give, shredding it away and leaving the other imp's chest exposed. He drags the sleeves off too, pulling the tatters away and leaving Fizz exposed from the waist up. The scarring... is extensive, but he doesn't let himself dwell on it, not wanting to make Fizz regret letting him see this much. Instead he lowers his head to lick a stripe up his chest to his collarbone.]
Hat stays, got it. Anywhere else I should be careful of?
Ooooh, you know I love a competition. But I especially do when I get to be railed into next Tuesday.
[ he's gotten a little more practice at showing the scars. it's good that blitzø doesn't dwell on them though, and the treatment he gets makes him gasp and arch as he drags both hands down the other imp's back and then up again, fingertips pressing in just below his nape. ]
Just where everything connects. It won't hurt, but nothing is less sexy than having to reattach my leg. Unless you're into that kind of thing? Hey, I'm not here to judge—oh! Not a place to be careful of, per se, but a little hint: my thighs are really sensitive. If you wanted to maybe put your mouth or hands or ■■■■ there. Just saying, hehehe.
[ he's gotten a little more practice at showing the scars. it's good that blitzø doesn't dwell on them though, and the treatment he gets makes him gasp and arch as he drags both hands down the other imp's back and then up again, fingertips pressing in just below his nape. ]
Just where everything connects. It won't hurt, but nothing is less sexy than having to reattach my leg. Unless you're into that kind of thing? Hey, I'm not here to judge—oh! Not a place to be careful of, per se, but a little hint: my thighs are really sensitive. If you wanted to maybe put your mouth or hands or ■■■■ there. Just saying, hehehe.
Oh fuck yeah, lets get the rest of this shit off.
[He'd been planning on taking his time more, but with that tip, Blitzø can't help but want to get a little more of a good look at Fizz. He tugs out a knife and, not unlike when he gotten Fizz out of the tape binding him during their escapade together, slashes the fabric remaining enough for him to pull it all away and--]
Uh. Fizz? I think I'm having a fucking stroke?
[His crotch shouldn't be that blurry, should it?]
[He'd been planning on taking his time more, but with that tip, Blitzø can't help but want to get a little more of a good look at Fizz. He tugs out a knife and, not unlike when he gotten Fizz out of the tape binding him during their escapade together, slashes the fabric remaining enough for him to pull it all away and--]
Uh. Fizz? I think I'm having a fucking stroke?
[His crotch shouldn't be that blurry, should it?]
Yessss.
[ and hey, maybe the knife thing makes him shiver a little. it definitely makes his dick want to do some acrobatics, that's for sure.
he's about to say something along those lines when blitzø stops and says some kind of alarming shit and he blinks, looking down, and— ]
Are you ████ing KIDDING me? They CENSORED my ████?!
[ and hey, maybe the knife thing makes him shiver a little. it definitely makes his dick want to do some acrobatics, that's for sure.
he's about to say something along those lines when blitzø stops and says some kind of alarming shit and he blinks, looking down, and— ]
Are you ████ing KIDDING me? They CENSORED my ████?!
[Blitzø stares at the blur of red and white and, with some care, puts his hand into it. He has to close his eyes almost immediately as his hand turns blurry too and his brain struggles to cope with that, but at least with his eyes closed he can feel Fizz's skin and the shape of his cock.]
Fuck. Ok. This is fucking weird but... Do you want to stop? Cause I can probably work around it but if you wanna stop we will.
Fuck. Ok. This is fucking weird but... Do you want to stop? Cause I can probably work around it but if you wanna stop we will.
[ it is a little disorienting, but for fizz's part he's too distracted by the hand on his dick to get too out of it. blitzø's hand is on his dick.
he is very distracted by this for a second before snapping out of it to answer. ]
What? No! If you're fine with it, I'd like to keep going. ████, we can do it in the dark for all I care if that helps deal with the visual being weird. [ a beat. ] Look, I want to do this. With you. However we end up figuring out how to go about it.
he is very distracted by this for a second before snapping out of it to answer. ]
What? No! If you're fine with it, I'd like to keep going. ████, we can do it in the dark for all I care if that helps deal with the visual being weird. [ a beat. ] Look, I want to do this. With you. However we end up figuring out how to go about it.
This is so fucking unfair, I mean. I can do it all by touch no problem but I really wanted to watch my hand on you or my dick in you when you cum.
[He shifts, sliding a bit further down and if he tilts his head the blurring isn't so bad and he can nip the inside of Fizz's thigh.]
If it gets real bad, maybe you'll have to blindfold me. Push my mouth where you want it.
[He shifts, sliding a bit further down and if he tilts his head the blurring isn't so bad and he can nip the inside of Fizz's thigh.]
If it gets real bad, maybe you'll have to blindfold me. Push my mouth where you want it.
████, you're killing me here.
[ he lets out a little noise at the nip, legs instinctively falling a little further apart to give him more space. ]
I'm real good at being demanding. I can do that. Oh, how I can do that.
[ he lets out a little noise at the nip, legs instinctively falling a little further apart to give him more space. ]
I'm real good at being demanding. I can do that. Oh, how I can do that.
Prove it. [He says it immediately because fuck that's a mental image that he desperately needs to see fulfilled now. This is like every wet teenage dream come to life and he's desperate to have as much of it as he can before it turns out to never happen again.]
Tell me what you want while I suck you off. I wanna hear you demanding me.
[Grabbing one of Fizz's hands, Blitzø presses it to his horn so the other imp can get a grip on him, then closes his eyes and drops his face down to trail more nips and kisses against the insides of Fizz's thighs. With his eyes closed, the fucking blur doesn't mess with him as much and he can flick his tongue out to circle the base of the other imp's cock teasingly.]
Tell me what you want while I suck you off. I wanna hear you demanding me.
[Grabbing one of Fizz's hands, Blitzø presses it to his horn so the other imp can get a grip on him, then closes his eyes and drops his face down to trail more nips and kisses against the insides of Fizz's thighs. With his eyes closed, the fucking blur doesn't mess with him as much and he can flick his tongue out to circle the base of the other imp's cock teasingly.]
Iiiii can do that.
[ and he can, definitely, even while distracted, but he is pretty distracted right now, fighting past the nausea the blurring causes because it's soooo worth it to see blitzø down there between his thighs.
he grips tightly to the other imp's horn but doesn't yank yet even if the teasing is getting him real riled up, hips bucking unhelpfully with a groan as he first feels blitzø's tongue on him.
right, right, he has a job to do. one leg hooks over his shoulder as he shifts into horny clown babbling mode. ]
I want you to hold me down and ■■■■ me until I cry. Face down ■■■ up, hand at the back of my neck shoving me into the bed. I want you to make me—ah—I want you to make me ■■■ without even touching my ■■■■, I want you to blow my ■■■■ing back out and show me just how much you want me. I want you to ■■■ inside me and stay there as long as you can.
[ he finally does yank on his horn at the last part. demanding enough? ]
[ and he can, definitely, even while distracted, but he is pretty distracted right now, fighting past the nausea the blurring causes because it's soooo worth it to see blitzø down there between his thighs.
he grips tightly to the other imp's horn but doesn't yank yet even if the teasing is getting him real riled up, hips bucking unhelpfully with a groan as he first feels blitzø's tongue on him.
right, right, he has a job to do. one leg hooks over his shoulder as he shifts into horny clown babbling mode. ]
I want you to hold me down and ■■■■ me until I cry. Face down ■■■ up, hand at the back of my neck shoving me into the bed. I want you to make me—ah—I want you to make me ■■■ without even touching my ■■■■, I want you to blow my ■■■■ing back out and show me just how much you want me. I want you to ■■■ inside me and stay there as long as you can.
[ he finally does yank on his horn at the last part. demanding enough? ]
[It's lucky that this guy is small too, as Blitzø fully intends to carry him back to the hotel and up to his room (at least one point standing in the elevator with the blond man over his shoulder, staring mindlessly as the numbers change) whereupon he tosses him onto the bed and immediately settles himself between his legs.]
Now lets get this fucking puss eaten out already!
Now lets get this fucking puss eaten out already!
[ honestly it's kind of hilarious at this point, so even if he wasn't feeling a little too hot to handle he might let himself still be manhandled around.
he lands on the bed way too gracefully for a guy that got thrown onto it and lets his hooves plant flat on the bed (his sandals got lost somewhere along the way) to give the impl plenty of room to get between his thighs. ]
Yeah. Show me what else that mouth can do.
he lands on the bed way too gracefully for a guy that got thrown onto it and lets his hooves plant flat on the bed (his sandals got lost somewhere along the way) to give the impl plenty of room to get between his thighs. ]
Yeah. Show me what else that mouth can do.
You mean other than talk shit? [He grins and just settles for yanking off the angel's pants, not caring if they get torn up in the process thanks to his claws. Getting another pair is easy enough after all.]
Ready to get some sinning up inside your holy hole, bitch?
Ready to get some sinning up inside your holy hole, bitch?
[ he just rolls his eyes at the comment, lifting his hips to yank his underwear off so at least that's intact. then, once he settles again, he grins and sets his hand at his own stomach, fingers splayed and thighs spread to showcase the cock resting against his thigh and the waiting cunt beneath.
then: ]
I definitely think you'll sound better with your mouth full.
then: ]
I definitely think you'll sound better with your mouth full.
text on day 6. presumably this will just be a thread of texts left on read lmao.
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twominutes
2024-06-28 03:18 pm (UTC)(link)
heyyy, i know ████ was ████ed the other day, but we should hang out, i wanna see you.
[ and, you know, the deal. he's TRYING HIS BEST HERE. ]
there's a movie that looks real ████ing stupid in the funniest possible way that starts today, we should see it.
[ and, you know, the deal. he's TRYING HIS BEST HERE. ]
there's a movie that looks real ████ing stupid in the funniest possible way that starts today, we should see it.
sorry about the other day. i panicked. i just didn't want to lose you again.
anyway, let me know when you have a minute to chill. i'm not busy.
anyway, let me know when you have a minute to chill. i'm not busy.
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what like youre trying to say youre some big heterosexual now? smh.
twominutes
2024-06-29 04:30 am (UTC)(link)
[ a series of texts starting a couple days later.
the first one is just this.
then, each line as a separate text, some minutes apart some hours apart: ]
greed's fine now, btw. ozzie's not mad either. i haven't talked to beetlejuice about anything but he's probablyyy gonna be chill about it because you're my best friend.
we don't have to talk about anything if you don't want to, though. just wanted you to know they're not mad at you. neither am i.
you never told me if you were okay after that. physically, i mean. at least tell me you're okay.
the first one is just this.
then, each line as a separate text, some minutes apart some hours apart: ]
greed's fine now, btw. ozzie's not mad either. i haven't talked to beetlejuice about anything but he's probablyyy gonna be chill about it because you're my best friend.
we don't have to talk about anything if you don't want to, though. just wanted you to know they're not mad at you. neither am i.
you never told me if you were okay after that. physically, i mean. at least tell me you're okay.
[ yeah, well. a normal person would be like 'man, that ████er blocked me!' but fizz is not a normal person. he's a guy with anxiety that's been a nervous wreck for days with no response from his best friend that PROMISED and MADE A DEAL with him to never leave him again, so his initial response is, of course, 'something horrible has happened to blitzø.'
so yeah he just has an absolute fucking meltdown about it but he doesn't know what to do other than send increasingly frantic texts just in case, you know, blitzø's definitely broken phone that doesn't have fizz blocked at all manages to work again.
and for SOME FUCKING REASON, the flower shit is going on again, but different this time because he coughs up some petals during his freakout. maybe they manifested with the ones on his chest and he inhaled them and choked them back out or something, but it really doesn't improve his mood or mental state any. ]
so yeah he just has an absolute fucking meltdown about it but he doesn't know what to do other than send increasingly frantic texts just in case, you know, blitzø's definitely broken phone that doesn't have fizz blocked at all manages to work again.
and for SOME FUCKING REASON, the flower shit is going on again, but different this time because he coughs up some petals during his freakout. maybe they manifested with the ones on his chest and he inhaled them and choked them back out or something, but it really doesn't improve his mood or mental state any. ]
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