Title: I Want You So Bad All My Bones Shake
Author: Keith
Fandom: Helluva Boss
Setting: Ozzie's House
Pairing: Fizzarolli/Asmodeus | Ozzie
Characters: Fizzarolli, Asmodeus | Ozzie
Genre: Romance/Erotic/Humor
Rating: E
Chapters: 1/1
Word Count: 2298
Type Of Work: One-Shot, Twitter Poll Fic #1
Status: Complete
Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, MLM, AU - Omegaverse, AU - A/B/O, Oral Sex, Blow Jobs, Jealousy, Snowballing, Messy Sex, Multiple Orgasms, Overstimulation, Open Relationship, Established Relationship, Minor Violence, Minor Injury, Analingus, Ozzie eats ass and is proud of it, Fizzarolli's into anal bigtime, Ozzie has a dick and balls and a vagina, This is before Fizz loses his legs/arms
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Summary: It never occurred to him that this could even be a problem.
AN: Hey guys, it's me again! Just thought I ought to say, if you want vague updates and to talk to me more, I have a writing Tumblr, too! Twitter is Sunshinecackle, and Tumblr is Gimme-A-Thrust! I also have a writing Discord that is currently pretty dead. xD If you want it, please contact me on Tumblr/Twitter!
Ran a poll on a different account to see what the ship, genre, rating, word count, theme, and ending type would be, and this is what I ended up with! I still have control over the fic itself, but I thought this would be a fun way to interact and write at the same time. I think I'll probably do several of these if this one becomes a success!
I'm going to run some more polls since I finished this one, they will be on the Twitter above and linked on the Tumblr mentioned. At any rate, these are really fun and I am excited to do them among the requests that I owe on that Tumblr. I am still accepting headcanon and ficlet requests, but please read the rules!
I Want You So Bad All My Bones Shake
Ozzie had never been a jealous demon, he didn't think. His partners could have whatever and whoever they wanted, provided they gave him the attention they expected. If they were distracted, he didn't owe them his full consideration, and he would live by that, but he'd never considered it due to jealousy. Fairness was more what he was concerned with; If he put his all into making his partner come, and received lazy service at best, that would be the final transaction, as it were.
He certainly accepted less than perfection, but he wasn't about to let himself be treated like a cheap sex toy tossed aside when it needed batteries. Being the King of Lust meant he had so many options that he didn't have to settle, and so he wouldn't. If someone was worth his time, then they'd have it, and if someone wasn't invested in him, then he wouldn't invest in them. There was such a thing as bad sloppy head, after all.
Even when he and Fizzarolli had started having sex, he hadn't cared so much if he'd chosen to sleep with anyone else. Satan himself knew Ozzie wouldn't stay faithful unless someone chopped his dick off and kept it, so who was he to deny someone else spreading their wild oats? While he knew the jester didn't seek anyone else out, that didn't mean he wanted to confine Ozzie. They had plenty of wild, crazy sex together, but the King was definitely the kind that could keep going even when his partner had all but passed out.
This suited Olli just fine, as he could keep up better than anyone else did, even if he sometimes had to share his lover. While he had never really been attracted to anyone, he found himself so into Ozzie that he was blinded by it. If Ozzie was happy, so was he. He'd given up so much of himself for the other's pleasure, and yet he still didn't think he needed to own him.
No, jealousy had never been an issue for either of them, not in any meaningful way.
Sure, there had been times in which they'd discussed kink-related scenes that dealt with jealousy as a central theme, but it had never been serious. Fizzarolli rested comfortably in the fact that Ozzie would always come back, and Ozzie knew for a fact that people that ate of him could never get enough. There was no comparing to either of them, they were so unique and perfect in their own debauchery that neither worried about it.
So when Ozzie's main head sunk down on his dick like it had a thousand times and would a thousand more, Olli hadn't thought anything of it. His eyes slid shut, his head fell back, and he had been prepared to accept his fate of being drained before the afternoon had even begun. It wasn't like this wasn't a typical occurrence; Many a morning was spent lazily swallowing each other whole before either put a single conscious thought into breakfast.
Shocked by a sudden pained squawk that left his lover's lips, Olli blinked his eyes open to stare down at him with worry etched into his brow. He hadn't bitten down, no, but the abrupt removal of his mouth had his attention maybe even more so than that would have. Having thought to ask what was wrong, he opened his mouth to speak only to clamp his hand over it instead, the desire to laugh filling him suddenly. Much like the first time, he assumed, the goat head jerked into the side of the main one in an attempt to shove him over. When he had what Olli assumed was a sufficient amount of space, the spectral goat dropped down to take his cock into his mouth instead.
Truth be told, he never really thought he'd be able to see his own dick through the crystalline head, and that alone had the nubbed, prehensile appendage flipping and dragging against the goat's tongue. Somehow, it almost felt like that head purred independently from the others, though he really couldn't tell; It wasn't entirely like he cared to, however, considering how his head fell back with another low moan again. Maybe it was a bit unorthodox, but he'd accept whatever mouth wanted to take him, considering all three of them were probably skilled at it. It was his first time trying out one of Ozzie's other heads, but already he was sure that there wasn't a single one of them that wouldn't be able to suck the soul out of an angel.
It wasn't until he heard a loud crack and was left wet and solo once more that he lifted his head again with a soft grunt, brows furrowed. Keeping the frustrated growl from his lips was an uphill battle that he lost, chittering a little as he watched the bull swiftly return to the side he'd been on with a dumbstruck expression of mock innocence. Opening his mouth, he swirled his tongue around the head of Olli's cock, and the imp watched all three heads with a scrutinizing gaze.
When all he was met with was even more flawless head, he finally let his eyes flutter closed once more as he rolled his hips up. If there was one more interruption, he was going to scream. At least the bull was just as talented as the other two heads, working Olli to the brink of his orgasm like the pro he definitely was. Really, did Olli have any right to be upset when each and every one of them was so damn good at this? Satan's tits, he'd really landed a legendary one when he'd caught Asmodeus' eye.
"Hey!" This time, when the bull's head was shoved down until Fizzarolli's dick went straight through it, he couldn't take it anymore. He was impossibly close, and the constant edging was going to kill him, "Come off it, guys, I'm ready to blow, I can't take this anymore–"
All three heads tilted and Ozzie paused to look between the other two, finally offering an apologetic smile. The bull seemed appropriately sheepish, even if the goat huffed and turned away slightly, clearly pouting. It was Olli's turn to pout, though his eyes cut to dangerous, glowing slits in his face, and Ozzie finally spoke.
"What if we worked together?" The other two heads regarded him with curious scrutiny, before finally nodding. The jester followed suit, sitting up on his elbows to watch the show. Finally, all three heads descended upon him, licking and sucking in tandem with one another. There wasn't a second that someone's mouth didn't connect with his cock, and keeping his eyes open to gawk at them was becoming harder and harder.
One leg turned inward, his thighs quaking as he finally felt his balls draw up tight and his knot popped with a loud scream of pleasure. Ozzie's main head caught the torrent of cum he was so generous to give them, but he didn't swallow. The bull and goat pushed lightly on Olli's knot to milk him out as much as possible, as they were finally all on the same page and were more than ready for the next step. A soft bleat had one of Olli's eyes cracking open just in time for the show of the century.
Turning to the left, both spectral heads stacked one on top of the other as he pulled the goat in for a kiss. Licking into Ozzie's mouth, they shared Fizzarolli's cum between them, eventually swapping up to give the bull his own taste. Watching the spectral heads filling with his cum and saliva had his cock twitching with interest, and Olli moaned as they continued. After a few moments, the kiss broke with a thin line of semen and saliva tethering their mouths together and the jester gave a loud, desperate moan as his cock throbbed back to life. Switching back to the right, the goat leaned underneath Ozzie's chin to kiss the bull, sharing back and forth visibly for the other's pleasure.
Absently reaching down as they continued to pass the other's spunk back and forth between them until it was watered down and finally gone, Ozzie stroked him almost through another orgasm. When he was a quaking, whimpering mess, the elder demon spoke, a subvocal purr coloring his words.
"Do you want to watch us do it again?"
"Yesssssssssssssssssssssss," Fizzarolli gagged on a loud, hungry moan, back arching beautifully and eyes rolling in pleasure just at the thought, "Love watching you, babe, you're so fucking hot."
That settled it, then, and Ozzie settled back down properly between the other's quivering thighs to set to work. Both outer heads nipped at his thighs, forcing sobs of pleasure from the already sensitive Alpha at his mercy. Kicking his legs absently as he swallowed the other whole, he opened wide enough to slide his tongue against the other's taint, and down to swirl against his tight little hole. Gripping the sheets tight enough to rip them, Fizzarolli choked on a loud, stuttered moan as his hips gave little abortive thrusts into the other's mouth.
Laving and nibbling at the skin of the other's legs and hips, it was the goat to push against the fold of the thigh and hip first. The shocked croon that earned them only left the three heads moaning pleasantly for him. Clearly, Olli wasn't the only one that was enjoying himself if the constant rolling of Ollie's hips into the mattress said anything for his own condition.
"L-Lemme–" Olli whined high in his nose, his head falling back as he finally fell limp against the bed. Maybe being on his eighth orgasm that morning without getting much of a break was taking more out of him than he had anticipated. Breakfast probably would have helped, but it seemed that he was Ozzie's meal for now, "L-Lemme suck–"
"Mmmm?" Ozzie rumbled, and Olli whimpered again, bucking his hips up as he tried to repeat himself with a quaking voice.
"I waaaaaaaaaaanna s-s-suuuuck you–" Gasping as that tongue finally pushed inside, he arched again, hooves digging into the mattress, "Off~ Get you g-good an– Oooh, fuck, babe, yessssssss~"
"What if I don't let you?" Ozzie's voice left the bull on a deep purr, and Olli huffed and wiggled, "We're gonna suck you dry… And then you can have a taste, Olli Baby." He promised, and Olli moaned again, the thought alone making his cock tremble.
"Ffffffffffffffine–" Olli's eyes rolled back and he jerked down again, riding Ozzie's tongue like he was made for it. It was rare to find an Alpha as into anal as Fizzarolli was, and Ozzie planned on taking full advantage of it for the rest of their lives. He didn't let up until the other had come again, and he slurped him down, swallowing him this time before his other heads had a chance to get any. The bull jerked against his head, but he pulled back with a soft moan despite that.
"Needa let him have his taste…" He explained, "I'm about to fuck his brains out."
Olli's back arched again and he threw his hips up after a moment with a loud 'yessssss,' desperate to get the other in his mouth. Crawling up over him, he sat on his cock, feeling it slither against his clit and finally push inside his pussy with a low groan. Even in this position, Olli could sit up slightly and suck at the head of the other's cock while he spent his time just warming the imp's, and he loved it. Swallowing the thick globs of precum the other was already leaking, he looked up with heavily lidded eyes, clearly harder than he'd ever be for someone else.
This particular time, Ozzie wasn't going to take long before he blew. He'd spent the morning edging and pulling orgasm after orgasm out of his lover before he'd considered his own pleasure, and he was so hard right now he thought his entire body would explode when he came. Olli slurped at him dutifully, uncaring that he made a mess of himself as he sloppily sucked and licked the head, flicking his forked tongue inside the other's slit.
With a loud, crowed bellow, Ozzie came hard, blasting the other's mouth and throat with ropes of cum, eventually coating his face when Olli couldn't keep up. The jester came again, cock spasming inside the other's tight hole, knot locked in despite already being popped. Nothing came out this time, as he'd thoroughly been drained, but neither of them minded. Ozzie absently rubbed his cum into the other's skin like he might get him to smell like him permanently, and Olli purred.
"Feel better, Olli Baby?" Ozzie purred, all three heads taking him in with appreciative smiles.
"Uh-huh." The Alpha nodded at his Beta lover, looking up at him with eyelashes weighed down with cum, "Fucking love it… Thanks, Babe." He winked, his eyes finally falling shut.
"When your knot goes down, I'll go make something for breakfast." Ozzie informed, "You can nap for now, but I'm shooting for twenty before work tonight."
Twenty orgasms, Fizzarolli thought with equal parts excitement and terror, I'm the luckiest imp in Hell.
Maybe he was. Nobody kept up with Ozzie like his Olli did, and he was always ready to return to him no matter who he played with otherwise. This was absolutely why because despite dozing, Fizzarolli rocked his hips a few times in an absentminded hope that he could keep his lover's pleasure in mind. When he went still and his loud purring cut suddenly, Ozzie couldn't help the smiles it drew from him. Olli really was perfect like this.
AN: This was so much fun to write, I can't even begin to explain it. I loooved working on this very, very much. I hope y'all enjoyed it~
Prompt: Twitter Poll Fic #1 Results:
Ship: Fizzarozzie
Genre: Romance/Erotic
Rating: E
Wordcount: 1,500-2k
Theme: Firsts
Ending: Surprise Me
