Chapter 7: Nightmares and Coffee Crimes

Harry has an unusual nightmare...

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"Papa! Daddy!" Came the terrified voice of a seven year old human boy.

"Blitz Harry's calling us." Stolas said tiredly.

"You go. I'm nursing a hangover from earlier." Blitzo groaned and pulled their blanket over his eyes.

Stolas gave a kiss to one of Blitzos horns before putting on his robe.

"What troubles you my little starfire?"

"Papa I had a bad dream. An awful dream!"

Harry peaked from under his My Little Pony blanket and ran for Stolas who comforted him with a hug and picked him up.

"A nightmare." Stolas said simply while yawning.

"I lived with these mean humans. One looked like a walrus and the other was like a horse faced lady only she wasn't pretty like the ponies on my show. They had this awful son who would hit me and call me names. He...he would hunt me down in this game he called Harry Hunting with his awful friends."

This gave Stolas pause. This was a lot of detail for a simple scary dream.

"I-I lived under the stairs. They had this wonderful house with 2 spare bedrooms, one the whale boy had just for his toys. All the time I was asking myself why didn't they love me? It was awful Papa. You weren't there. No one was."

Could he be peaking into alternate realities? Is he Scrying without meaning too? "There there. Your safe now. Your loved and thriving. When your scared and don't know where Blitzy or I are at, remember that even though you don't know what's going to happen, It always seems so quiet...in the dark..."

"And when Creation goes to die you can find me in the sky upon the Last Day. And you will be okay. Everything will be okay." FStolas finished his lullaby to Harry who now snored in contentment against his chest.

"I suppose I should let Blitzy have his rest. He'll need the hangover cure in the morning." The owl man said before waving a hand and the door to Harry's room closed before clapping and curlin up with his youngest child under the cover on top of the blanket.

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With sunglasses on to block out light Blitzo creeped downstairs towards the palace kitchen. He woke up alone. Something that didn't happen often anymore.

"Good MORNING my darling husband did you sleep well?" Blitzo winced as his migraine twinged.

"Ugh what happened last night?"

"You came home drunk, I put you to bed and then in the middle of the night Harry had a nightmare so I comforted him and decided to leave you be and slept in Harry's room." The Goetic Prince said as he poured Blitzo some coffee. "Here's your hangover cure it will work in about half an hour after you've finished breakfast." He said popping to pills into the coffee.

"Ugghhhh."

"Now now my big dicked Blitzy," Stolas said lustily. "Harry's gone off to school. So before you go to work..."

"Are you sure your an Goetia owl, not a incubus?" Blitzo asked as he munched some thickly sliced bacon.

"Hmm oh yes. I wanted to tell you about Harry's nightmare. I believe...his magic is acting up again."

"How so?" Blitzo asked sipping his creamy coffee.

Stolas smirked watching his Blitzy gulp his coffee. "It was too vivid to be a simple dream. I believe he was peaking into his life in an alternate reality."

"Isn't Scrying magic a little advanced for a seven year old?"

"He spoke of another family Blitzo. Described his life right down to a cruel game called Harry Hunting."

Blitzo growled feral like. "Are they actually real or was this a dream?"

"Possibly they are real. It was merely a glimpse into a reality where he was never sent to you."

"So what do we do about this? Another temp binding spell?"

"I think next year he should start his magical education here at home. I'll start drawing up lesson plans."

"I'll start teaching him acrobatics and how to shoot a gun. Never too young to learn a new skill set or protect himself. This is Hell after all not the Living World he might get into a situation eventually due to either of our careers."

"An excellent idea Blitzy. Oh this is going to be so much fun. We could swap weekly schedules and you could take him to work so your employees can help teach him about weapons-"

"Why where you smirking? I swear to Charlie if you roofied my coffee-"

"Did you like it Blitzy? I came in your coffee." Stolas said blowing the imp a kiss from the sink.

Blitzo spat out the coffee. "Fucking A Stolas way to ruin my morning coffee. He threw the mug at the sink where it shattered. For the love of Lucifer if you keep doing this we're gonna run out of coffee mugs!"

Stolas chuckled naughtily. "Alright my darling. I shall refrain from adding my essence to enhance the flavor of your beverages."

"Beverages? As in more than one? What the fuck have you been adding your cum to that you've given me?" Blitzo demanded dragging Stolas down to his level by his robe.

"Oh I love it when you get rough Blit-"

Blitzo slapped him twice. Once backhanded. Tell me now bitch!" Blitzo was getting into character. If Stolas wanted to be naughty he was gonna be disciplined.

"Oh a few things. Your whiskey when your reading by the fire, that soda when we went to loo loo world..."

Blitzo suddenly kissed his husband harshly. "You've been naughty Stolas." He started dragging him upstairs by his robe. "Boxley! Get my good Gucci belt!"

"Not the Gucci!" Stolas whined in protest as Blitzo forced him into position. Ripping off his robe exposing his down feathered ass.

"Your spanking Master Stolas' ass belt Sir." Boxley sighed at the bedroom door.

"Thank you Boxley. Call IMP, tell them I'm taking a personal day." Blitzo said, snapping the belt as he pushed Stolas into their bedroom.

"As you wish sir. Shall I bring your leather gear and ball gag?"

"Thank you Boxley." Blitzo said as he was getting undressed. "You know I've seen what your packing down there I'm sure Stolas would just love to show you the appreciation you deserve for taking care of our family all these years. Care to take a crack at that fine feathered ass? You know he's got a thing for Imp Daddies right?"

Blitzo held out the belt to Boxley as Stolas laid on his front with his ass in the air. The "Face Down Ass Up" position he believed the young imps called it. The chubby older imp stepped inside, dropped his pants and closed the Master bedroom door...

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So yeah idk where tf that last scene with the coffee, Gucci belt and bdsm threesome with the butler came from but I enjoyed writing it. It seems completely within Stolas' character.