After training for about an hour the I.M.P employees headed their separate ways. Loona taking Millie and Moxxie to their home, leaving Blitzø alone with Stolas in the office.
Stolas bowed, his hand outstretched toward Blitzø, "Would you like to go now my darling Blitzy?"
Blitzø chuckled and rolled his eyes at Stolas, "Yeah Stolas we can go now." Blitzø crossed his arms as Stolas opened up a portal into a mall. He looked at the portal with disgust. Blitzø hadn't been into a mall in…Lucifer only knows how long it's been. He watched Stolas step into the mall reaching out towards Blitzø.
"Might you join me?"
Blitzø grabbed Stolas' hand jumping through the portal and immediately being overwhelmed with the smell of cheap perfume, greasy food, and the sound of screaming children. He crossed his arms wanting nothing more than to look as intimidating as possible as they began walking towards a few stores that had clothes for expecting imps.
Blitzø took no time in grabbing black and red clothes that suited his style, but would now fit him, in the first store they walked into. Stolas stood off at a rack of clothes further into the store thumbing through the various multicolored clothes. He pulled out a shirt that had small stars littering the fabric. He turned not expecting Blitzø to be standing right next to him. He jumped back, startled.
Blitzø looked up at him with a questioning eyebrow, "Whatcha got there?" He grabbed the shirt from Stolas, put it back, and found what he assumed to be his size. He grabbed it throwing it over the other few articles of clothing he had in his arms and walking away towards another rack.
Stolas just blinked not expecting his suggestion to be accepted without question. He followed Blitzø around for a few more minutes before they walked towards the dressing room. Blitzø pointed towards the sofa that was across from the changing area.
"Sit there and wait for me. I'll be right back." Blitzø said, walking into one of the stalls. He closed the door behind himself, locking it in one fluid motion. He set the clothes on the small seat in the room as he began to undress. He had just gotten his shirt off as he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror.
He ran his claws over his slightly distended middle, shivering at the feeling as he watched himself in the mirror. He hadn't really seen himself in a mirror like this because, well, he didn't own one. Blitzø traced his scar on this stomach. He shook his head to free the memories before they arose as he tried on all the clothes he brought into the dressing room with him. He decided to keep on the black, long sleeve, star-covered shirt that Stolas picked out and some stretchy black pants.
He walked out of the room looking up at Stolas who's face was flushed with a bright red blush. Blitzø smirked walking over to Stolas putting his hands on the prince's chest leaning into his face.
"Sadly for you, your feathered ass currently is running on a look, but no touch policy." Blitzø purred into Stolas' ear causing him to gulp loudly pulling at his collar. His blush was more than prominent on his face as he looked at Blitzø. His white pupils staring at him intensely.
"W-w-well, I b-believe we should g-get going," Stolas said trying to hide how turned on he was. He stood up and paid for the clothes that Blitzø had picked out.
The two demons walk out of the store, Stolas walking slowly to keep pace with Blitzø.
Blitzø looked up at Stolas as they walked. He saw the prince's hand within reach and didn't hesitate to grab it, intertwining his claws with Stolas' talons. He felt a small squeeze on his hand as they kept walking, knowing that meant that Stolas acknowledged his affection.
They continued to walk until they came upon a store filled with baby clothes. Blitzø pulled Stolas towards the store, "Come on. Let's check this one out."
They walked in looking at all the different sizes, shapes, and colors of the clothing. Blitzø looked at Stolas pulling his hand away. He picked up a onesie that looked like it would barely fit anything that would be coming out of him. He looked up at Stolas showing him the infant-sized onesie, "Don't you think this is too small for whatever is growing in my gut?"
Stolas laughed, "Not at all Blitzy. Most infants are about that size. We do have to consider that this child is going to be a hybrid of us both, so we have to make certain that we get the right sizes that each of us were as children."
Blitzø's face looked lost in thought as he put the onesie back on the rack and walked out of the store, leaving Stolas thoroughly confused. He found Blitzø sitting on a bench curled into a fetal position. Stolas sat next to him and wrapped his arm around Blitzø.
"What is troubling you darling?" Stolas said as Blitzø pulled away hard.
He looked at Stolas, confusion and angst in his face, "Stolas… I don't think I can do this." He looked up at the prince sadly, "I'm not cut out to be a fucking parent Stolas. I'm not cut out to be in this situation. I don't even have anyone to ask about how I looked as an infant because everyone that knew how I looked is fucking dead." Blitzø rested his head on his knees that were still hugging his chest.
He ruined everything he touched. That's why Barbie, Fizzarolli, and Verosika all left him alone. He couldn't even maintain a normal relationship with them let alone with Stolas. The moment that that big, feathered, handsome owl knew how fucked in the head he actually was he would be thrown to the curb like how everyone else did. This time with a kid.
He couldn't do this.
Blitzø covered his face, tears silently streaming down his cheeks. He felt Stolas' hand touch his back gently. He was then abruptly pulled into a tight hug.
"I understand Blitzø. I don't feel capable of being your partner. I feel as though I will mess this up just as I did with my relationship with Via and Stella. Granted that woman is a raging bitch, but," Stolas pulled away forcing Blitzø to look at him, "I couldn't imagine trying to be better with anyone other than you. You have been my end goal for a very long time. I understand that we just aren't there yet, but I believe we will get there eventually."
Stolas smiled at Blitzø who had tears pricking at his eyes. He ran a thumb over the expecting imp's eyes, wiping away his tears and with them his worries. Blitzø held Stolas' hand to his cheek leaning into it. He wanted to feel safe with Stolas and he did. He just had to take in that he finally found someone who wouldn't run from him and vice versa.
Blitzø looked up at Stolas a serious look on his face, "Thank you Stolas…for everything." He stood up reaching towards the prince, "Shall we continue then?"
Stolas grabbed Blitzø's waist pulling him close to him kissing his cheek lightly, "Of course. Let us continue."
For the next hour and a half, the two soon-to-be parents looked at baby clothes, furniture, and other various things that they might eventually need. Stolas would occasionally look down lovingly at Blitzø, laughing at his occasional sarcastic comments.
They walked through a portal at the end of their day into Blitzø's bedroom, dropping off the 3 bags filled with clothing for the expectant parent. Blitzø wrung his hands together looking at the ground.
"Thank you Stols. You didn't have to do any of this for me so thanks." Blitzø placed his palm on his stomach which was quickly joined by Stolas'.
"You have no need to thank me for something that I am happy to do." Stolas said softly. He opened up another portal while grabbing Blitzø's hand gently pulling it up to kiss his palm. He was about to step through the portal when he was grabbed. Stolas turned to look at Blitzø who was holding his leg with both hands, his tail wrapped protectively around his midsection.
Blitzø said something under his breath, not at all audible to Stolas who knelt down in front of him. He hugged his arms together, "S-stay with me…?"
Stolas' eyes widened at the proposition coming from Blitzø's mouth. He chuckled to himself crossing his arms, a playful smile coming onto his face, "Oh, I believe that you mentioned I was under a no touching policy."
Blitzø rolled his eyes, shoving Stolas to the ground, "Remind me to never show a fucking emotion to you." He wasn't annoyed in the slightest. He just wanted to see what Stolas would do.
Stolas looked at him, his eyes forming into slits. He scooped Blitzø up causing the imp to protest in his arms.
"You bird brain! Put me down asshole!" Blitzø was thrashing frantically, but clearly playfully. He was soon set on a bed that was clearly not his own. He looked around noticing he was in Stolas' room. He looked up just as Stolas pushed Blitzø onto the bed. He growled lustfully, flipping the prince over onto his back, pinning his arms to his sides above his head.
"Just because you fucked me last time doesn't make you all of a sudden dominant." Blitzø bent over Stolas breathing up his neck and licking the side of it. He felt Stolas shiver underneath him with a well-placed moan.
"Oh Blitzy~" Stolas cooed as he felt his shirt being removed carefully. With each button removed, he felt a soft kiss placed in its wake. Once his shirt was completely gone, his eyes were covered with it like a blindfold. Stolas felt a claw dragging from his pelvis all the way up to his neck causing his breath to hitch.
Blitzø pulled Stolas' pants down just enough to insert a few fingers into his already wet hole. He leaned over Stolas whispering, "Look at you all wet for daddy." Blitzø heard Stolas softly panting as he fingered the prince underneath him.
"Yes Blitzy~ Just for you~" Stolas couldn't hold back his sounds of pleasure as he was stroked deep inside. He felt Blitzø remove his fingers to which he whined softly, but immediately regretted it as he was filled with his lover's rock-solid dick.
Blitzø had removed his shirt and pants to be able to thrust deep and hard into Stolas underneath himself. He grabs the prince's hips forcefully pulling in and out at a steady pace causing Stolas to pant and groan in pleasure, "I'm going to make it so you can't walk you cock slut."
Stolas wrapped his arms around Blitzø's neck, pulling the shirt up and off his eye for one second getting ready for the impact his next sentence would cause for him.
"You promise~?"
Blitzø smirked and begun pounding into Stolas with a ferocity he never had before. He sheathed himself completely into Stolas, cumming more than he ever had before, which in turn caused the owl demon to climax. Blitzø pulled himself out of Stolas, collapsing on his chest panting hard. He looked up at Stolas reaching up to grab his face to kiss him, but was stopped by a sudden sharp pain in his belly. He froze in place, a hand flying to his distended middle.
"What in the nine rings of hell was that?"
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