Title: The Highest Compliment

Author: Keith

Fandom: Helluva Boss

Setting: Ozzie's

Pairing: Fizzarolli/Asmodeus | Ozzie

Characters: Fizzarolli, Asmodeus | Ozzie

Genre: Erotic/Romance

Rating: E

Chapters: 1/1

Word Count: 460

Type Of Work: One-Shot, Day 2 Of 30 Days Of Fizzarozzie

Status: Complete

Warnings: Gay, Slash, Yaoi, MLM, AU - Omegaverse, AU - A/B/O, Oral Sex, Sexual Situations, Cum Swallowing, Exhibitionism, Masturbation

Disclaimer: I don't own anything.

Summary: There was no telling what would do it, but Fizzarolli managed just fine.

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 Helluva Boss 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!

This one is done out of order because I didn't find out about this event until the third, and I've been busting my ass to try and make up for that. When I have the time, I'm going back and doing the days that I missed so that I have as many of these done as possible. I still have day seven to finish, as I ran out of time due to some IRL issues. Everything is fine, I just didn't have the time/ability to finish it that day.

At any rate, I've still got requests open on my blog if anyone wants to send some! Anon or not are all open!

The Highest Compliment

With a low bow, Fizzarolli grinned at the audience, dragging his hand over his chest as he pushed it out proudly, dragging the fabric with it as he tugged lightly at the hem on his shoulder. A few backward flips and an extension of his arms had him landing on Ozzie's balcony with ease, his hands taking the brunt of his weight. That last cartwheel had him at his usual height, turning as he spun from his hands to his feet, and he swiped his cap back so that the long tails were no longer in his face.

"Did you see that, Ozzie?" His sharp teeth were bared in obvious pleasure, only to falter slightly when he saw Ozzie draped over the chaise lounge with his cock in hand. With Fizzarolli's sudden but scripted appearance, he simply turned all three heads to look at him, his tongue swiping at the air as he took in the other's frozen body. The scent in the fairly open room told him that the imp wasn't about to bolt for it, and he couldn't help the deep purr in his chest as he spoke.

"Couldn't… Couldn't t-take my eyes off– Ffffuck– Offa you, Baby… Did so fffffffuckin' good for me… So good." A keening whine left him as he continued to play with himself, swirling his thumb against the thick head of his cock, dipping it just slightly against the foreskin, and making himself crow.

Ozzie had this rule that if someone caught you masturbating, you looked them in the eye and finished. Really, that rule went for almost anything. In any house of Asmodeus', shame was more illegal than love would ever be. He'd chase it away with a flashlight like a boogeyman if he had to because it had no place here.

There was something about six eyes focused on his face that had Fizzarolli transfixed to the spot with crimson cheeks, drinking on the delectable banquet table the other demon had made of himself. His lips were parted, his heart hammered in his chest, and he was struggling to keep his eyes on Ozzie's face; Not that either of them felt particularly inclined to enforce him doing as much.

"Go ahead an' l-look, Baby, I got… Got it all ffffor you." Ozzie's low moan and slow stroke upward finally had Olli's attention drifting south. Gripping loosely at the base and tightening the circle his fingers made around it on the way up, up, up, Ozzie's captive audience quaked with desire. When his fingers got to the head, a thick glob of precum drooled from the slit, dripping over his hand, and down his balls. Olli gulped audibly, forked tongue poking out of his mouth, the tips flicking slightly, independently and of their own accord.

"I– D-do you– Oooooohffffffuck, Babe, you're so fucking hot like this." Fizzarolli breathed, his words barely audible, though he didn't know if it was breathlessness or his own heartbeat in his ears.

Thrusting his hips up into the tight hold of his hand, Ozzie gasped on the tail end of a low moan, and he whimpered softly, lust-laden eyes fell desperately on Olli. His free hand slid down to trail underneath his balls, pressing against the soft, wet folds of his pussy. All three heads fell back, and his right toes turned inward, and Olli thought he just might combust.

"Olli Baby, I need you… Please…"

Never in his entire life had Fizzarolli lurched to his knees so damn fast, crashing against the chaise lounge with a soft 'oof' when it hit him solidly in his chest. Raising up on his extended legs without even catching his breath, he held his mouth open wide, a little performative 'aaaaaah' leaving him. Ozzie purred happily as he sat up, milking another rope of precum into the other's maw, loving the way he vibrated with a deep-seated hunger for him. Fizz looked too good happily swallowing as much as he could handle before being allowed to finally suck the head of Ozzie's cock into his mouth.

He'd been more than proud of his performance on stage, and now he was going to shine in a different kind of limelight. Ozzie always did have the best rewards waiting for him when he'd done a good job.

AN: These just keep being fun for me, even if I don't fully do the smut. I'm happy to just play with it until I feel like I hit a good stopping point. If anyone wants another chapter for this or any of my works, just let me know and I'll see what I can do!

Prompt: 30 Days Of Fizzarozzie Day 2 - Performance