I will be updating the story as much as possible if you like what I have so far, stay tuned because it gets juicier. Alsooooo there is suggestive content, but no sex, so if you don't want to see that stuff, I'd recommend leaving
A new day dawns. It was the morning after a full moon, and one prince had finished his side of a deal he had made with someone. That prince was Stolas of the Ars Goetia, and that someone was none other than Blitzo, founder of I.M.P.
Stolas awakens from his slumber, having been deep within it after his night of passion with his favorite little imp… well, not so little… The four bright red eyes opened, and the first thing they shifted towards was Blitzo. He was reluctant to wake him up, considering how exhausted he may have been from the previous night.
After checking on the imp, Stolas lied back down, not exactly going back to sleep, but more so of going to relax. The owl closed his eyes and thought deeply how fun last night was. He only wishes he could see Blitzo more.
Not yet 20 minutes later, Stolas felt a ruffle in the blankets. His eyes shifted back, and out appeared a head and set of arms. Blitzo was finally awake. Stolas was ecstatic!
"Good mooorningg, Blitzyyy~!" Stolas says in his high voice. Blitzo rolled his eyes and responded.
"Morning… asshole."
Stolas chuckled at his response, but soon after shifted his face to a more weary expression. Was he being himself and just joking about, or was he genuine? After all, Blitzo seemed to have enjoyed himself last night. Was he just tired? He wouldn't wonder for much longer until Blitzo finally explained himself.
"Y'know Stolas, this is fun and all, but you really are an asshole. I never really bring this up, but I feel like I have to now. You have a FUCKING WIFE, STOLAS!" Blitzo found himself screaming at the owl, similarly to that of the aforementioned wife.
Stolas' weary expression grew more tense. He didn't know what to say, he never knows what to say when his wife is involved in anything.
"Blitzo, I- My wife and I… I still love Stella, but we just…" Before the prince can finish, the imp grabs his face by the chin and creaks it to force eye contact.
"Stolas, I DON'T GIVE A FUCK! You always call me to satisfy your perverted fantasies, but you have a wife to do that, don't you?" Blitzo says intensely.
Stolas is on the verge of tears. His little imp, his Blitzy, treating him this way. He feels more empty every second Blitzo stays angry at him.
"Blitzo… I call you because you make me feel a certain way my wife doesn't." Stolas tries to justify.
"Oh yeah, I bet I fuckin' do, huh? I make you feel horny, I make you feel 'hungry' for my body. That's how I make you feel." Blitzo says.
"No Blitzo, you mean more than that to me, I promise!" Stolas mutters while tears start to run.
"Hmm, doesn't seem like it, does it? You call me once a month so I can fuck you for your book. That's all you get from me, because that's all you want from me." Blitzo yells. He gets up out of the bed and starts to put his clothes on.
"If you really wanna prove something to me, why don't you spend more time with your family. They need you. They need the man of the house, but you'd rather suck me off than that." Blitzo points his finger at him whilst putting on his pants.
"You know what, Blitzo? I will do that. Thank you. I suppose my wife and I do need to work out ourselves." Stolas says in defeat, yet with an optimistic tone.
"Heh. Good luck with that. Also, I might need the book for today, sooo can I have it back?" Blitzo asks with a smirk face. He knows exactly what he's doing.
"Well, I suppose I can halt my duties for now, but you will owe me that time back." Stolas responds in a whatever tone.
"Sounds sweet, bird dick." Blitzo chants in victory.