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Chapter 1
(Disclaimer: I made up the thing about the police, and please don't steal other peoples coffees.)
Happy holidays. Here is some fan service.
Blitzø had received an unusual text from Stolas yesterday asking him to be available earlier in the day than their full moon hookups usually started. The letter 'k' was sent in reply, and he began to wonder why they were meeting early. It had become abundantly clear by now that Stolas could be both organized, and explorative. If there was a new position or toy he wanted to try, they were always prepared beforehand. Otherwise, they just went with the flow. Blitzø theorized to himself that maybe he wanted to try a really in depth roleplay, so he would need time to prepare, too. Maybe there was a complicated costume to put on.
There was also the chance that he wanted to do something other than sex. Every few months, Stolas would prepare a fancy dinner, or put on a movie, or ask if he could read to him while they cuddled. Blitzø was weirded out at first by the sudden change, but it kind of made sense in a way. Not only was Stolas horny and desperate, he was lonely and desperate. Blitzø had read a book on social isolation once (for no particular reason, there wasn't much to do in prison) and found out that some people who were touched starved hired professional cuddlers. At first he thought it was just another word for sex worker, but actually they were people who hugged, cuddled, held hands with, and had other platonic forms of physical contact with someone, as well as just talking and doing activities together. He figured that while he was not a day hooker, he took no issue with being a day cuddler for Stolas, if need be.
Neither of these things quite fit though, as he had been asked to spend the whole day with Stolas. He didn't know what movie would take all day and night to watch, or of what roleplay needed that much preparation. Unless he was meant to give an actual memorized performance, without a teleprompter this time. He was not going through that shit again.
His best guess had to be that Stolas wanted both G rated and R rated activities, to which he had decided to tell Stolas that he couldn't have his cake and eat it, too. His ass had people to do and things to see, and if he was going to be providing his services for that long, he should get twice the pay. Whether that was two months with the book or one month and some extra cash, he didn't care.
Blitzø was about to get up off his couch to get ready and drive to the mansion, set to arrive fashionably late, as usual, when he heard someone knock on the door. He was only in his boxers and a tank top, but he considered himself dressed enough to answer the door for a package or for a girl scout selling cookies. Damn, he hoped it would be cookies. He couldn't remember the last time he ate a whole sleeve of thin mints in one bite. Unfortunately, it was not an easily muggable girl scout, but a very tall owl man in a long trench coat and wearing earmuffs.
Stolas leaned down so he could see through the small doorway, and said in a sing-songy tone, "Hello, Blitzy!"
Blitzø closed the door on him, looked around the house, and began scrambling for clothes. All Stolas could hear was a bunch of things falling over, some metal banging, and a very angry meow of a cat. Suddenly, the door was open again with Blitzø huffing and puffing.
"Hey, there Stolas. W-what are you doing here? How are you here? Who told you where I live?" Blitzø looked out into the hallway just to make sure there wasn't anyone else there.
"Oh, no one did. You gave me your business card some time ago, remember?" Stolas pulled the card out of his pocket and showed it to him.
The moment Blitzø saw it he remembered that he had made those cards while drunk and included his home address with " 4 buzines inquriez of tge body lol" printed next to it.
(" For business inquiries of the body lol")
"Oh. Right. And why are you here?" Blitzø looked up; he seemed even taller when in direct comparison to his doorway.
"Ah, well. I wanted to pick you up for our trip!" He grinned so wide it looked like the lines of his mouth might touch his eyes.
"What- A trip?" Blitzø shouted back in confusion, "You can't just spring a trip on me! Where are we going? Lust? Envy? We're not going all the way down to Sloth, are we? It'll take ages to get down there. The traffic is always slow."
Stolas giggled, "You forget, darling. I can use my portals to get us anywhere. Besides! We won't be going to another ring." He booped his face.
"Ugh, then where are we going?" Blitzø leaned on the doorframe, already exasperated with these mind games.
"You'll see. . . Although, you may want to wear something else. It's not that I mind, I think it's adorable, but you'll probably be cold." Stolas said, snickering behind his hand.
Blitzø looked down and realized that in his rush, he had put on whatever was laying around, which just so happened to be some old gym shorts and the shirt he had tried to give Loona earlier which she had rejected and left on the couch. He now saw all too well why she wouldn't want to wear a pink crop top with the words, I'm a baby girl who loves my daddy written in gold letters.
He turned around, crossing his arms, so Stolas wouldn't see him blushing, "Cold? We're in hell. It's literally never cold."
"Oops! Perhaps I've given too much away. Well, just put on as many layers of clothes as you can, and we'll find you something while we're out." Stolas held the door open, still bending uncomfortably.
"Yeah, fine. Stay out there. Just give me a sec." Blitzø called back, and Stolas let the door close.
There was more banging, pounding, and cat screeches.
"Okay, let's go." Blitzø came out wearing a leather jacket over his sweatshirt, skinny jeans, and his high heeled boots, and began locking the door after himself.
"Was that a cat just now?" Stolas asked, stepping back to give him room.
"Don't worry about it." Blitzø looked up at him with those nonchalant, cool eyes, "Make the portal, magic man."
It took Stolas a second to remember himself, "A-Ah! Yes! Of course."
He made the portal, and they were on their way.
— — —
Blitzø immediately felt a chill blow right through him, as he felt something make an odd crunching sound beneath his boots. He looked down and saw a sheet of white coating the earth. His shins disappeared halfway down into the pure whiteness. Scooping up some into his hand, the freezing powder slowly turned to drops of water in his palm. He watched the water drip from the red of his fingertips, feeling a sort of drowsy peacefulness. That's when a little white puff fell in front of his face. He watched it float down gently, then noticed another, and another. He leaned back, looking up at a sky of clouds. Was it letting loose dander on him? But then one landed on his cheek and he felt it turn to water, too. He heard a familiar giggle from a few feet ahead of him.
"Hehe! It's fun, right?" Stolas had the biggest smile as he watched him. They were in an orchard, trees all around them missing their leaves and also being coated in white. The wind blew its chilly breath and Blitzø shivered.
"Uh, yeah. It's fine, I guess. What is it?" He asked, stepping carefully through the white towards Stolas.
"This," the owl scooped up a handful to show him, "is snow."
"Oh! This stuff- I've only heard- I mean, I didn't know- For real?!" Blitzø couldn't find the words.
Stolas hooted and giggled again, "Yes. It's awfully hot in hell, so I realized that you had probably never seen it before. The areas you often work have been getting colder, so you would've seen it eventually, but I wanted to show it to you myself. Though I'm sorry if that was a bit selfish of me."
"Selfish of you to show me something cool?" Blitzø asked, confused.
"Yes, well. . . nevermind." Stolas paused for a minute, then smiled again, a glimmer in his eyes, "Do you know what else is fun that you can do with it?"
"What?" Blitzø asked.
Stolas picked up more snow, and started compacting it into a ball, "This!" he shouted and hurled the ball of snow at Blitzø which landed right on his chest.
"Wha- Hey!" Blitzø shouted, but when he looked up, Stolas was already running. He grinned, picking up snow of his own, "You get back here!"
Stolas dodged and ducked between trees. Not a single one landed on him, though Blitzø had a feeling Stolas was barely breaking a sweat, because he was gaining fast. He stumbled over nothing, and was realizing he felt a little light headed when Stolas threw another snowball blindly at him. It hit him right in the face.
"Oh, you're gonna pay for that!" Blitzø jumped on him, tackling him to the ground.
Stolas laughed, as Blitzø sat on top of him, shoving snow in his face and down his coat.
"That's cold! That's cold!" Stolas shouted between laughs, but didn't tell Blitzø to stop, who had started laughing maniacally.
All of a sudden, Blitzø did stop, of his own accord. Stolas looked up, and saw him looking at him, eyes half lidded. Stolas watched him lean towards him, eyes closed. Stolas pursed his lips for the kiss, but instead, Blitzø fell on top of him.
"Blitzy, are you alright?" Stolas pushed himself up, and sat on the ground, holding him. Blitzø's breathing was slowing down, and he had stopped shivering. He looked so much smaller now.
" . . . t's cold . . ." Blitzø managed to mumble, clinging to the heat of Stolas's body.
He didn't open his eyes, but he felt himself being lifted up. He heard the sound of a portal being opened, and then stepped through. Sleep tugged at his body, but someone was telling him to stay awake, so he held on as long as he could, but eventually sleep won.
— — —
The blanket was comfy. That was all Blitzø could think at first. He snuggled deeper into it, and heard a contented bird trill. Weird. Do blankets trill? He sat up suddenly, opening his eyes to see that he was laying naked in bed with Stolas. Not an unusual sight, if not for the fact that it was his bed.
"Sorry, did I wake you?" Stolas said, sitting up as well.
"This is my bed." Blitzø said.
"Yes." Stolas responded.
"And you're in it." Blitzø blinked.
"Yes, I am." Stolas smiled.
Blitzø slowly got out of bed, noticing he was not naked, just in his underwear, "And if this is not a dream then . . ."
He panicked and started running about the room, shoving chip bags and cigarette buds in the closet. He used his tail to swipe some socks under his bed. Standing up a bit too straight, he laughed awkwardly, "You didn't see any of that, did you?"
Stolas smiled and cocked his head, "What would it matter if I did?"
Blitzø thought about it then relaxed, "Fair point. So, what happened?"
"You passed out, and so I brought you back here. But you weren't waking up so I took you to a doctor and explained what happened. Turns out, imps are cold blooded! So being out in the snow like that may not have been the best idea. Luckily, she said that I just had to warm you up and you'd come out of hibernation. So I brought you back here, turned up the heating, and rested with you until you woke up." Stolas explained as he got out of bed, also in his underwear.
"No wonder it's sweltering. Why didn't you take us back to your mansion?" Blitzø stretched.
"Oh. I actually, uh-" he paused, "Didn't think of that."
"You birdbrain! Do you know how much heating costs?! I hope you plan to pay my bill this month." Blitzø said, walking over to the pile of clothes on the floor recognized to be what he was wearing before he passed out.
"Of course! I am so sorry about all of this." Stolas said, looking down at his hands.
"Alright," Blitzø sighed, getting dressed in his clothes, "let's get back to our trip."
Stolas looked up, "What? You went unconscious! I can't force you out again! It's too dangerous for you!"
"I thought you would've realized by now Stols. Danger is my middle name, after daddy, of course." Blitzø patted his pockets for his phone.
Stolas sighed, "I'm being serious! It took you 6 hours to wake up this time. Who knows what would-"
"6 hours!" Blitzø paused in searching for his phone, "No wonder I feel great. It's been a long time since I got 6 consecutive hours."
"Blitzø, please-"
"It'll be fine! We know what went wrong last time, so now we can prevent it! Didn't you have a whole day planned for us?" Blitzø found his phone in its charger on the nightstand.
"Well, yes, but-"
"Okay, then let's go! We might have to skip some of it, but the whole day doesn't have to be ruined." Blitzø said, but he saw the look Stolas was giving him and knew he wasn't convinced.
He sighed to himself, "Okay, I'll admit it. I . . . I had fun in the snow. I want to go back. Please?"
"You . . . What? Really?" Stolas beamed a incredibly pure smile for such a kinky man.
"Yeah, yeah, congratulations. I enjoyed myself. Now can we go?" Blitzø turned slightly hoping to hide his blushing.
He was startled when Stolas rushed over and hugged him, "Yes! Yes, of course! There's no reason our whole day has to be ruined. We just have to take precautionary measures!" Stolas squeezed him happily.
Blitzø's feet dangled above the ground, "That's literally what I just said."
Stolas placed him on his feet and bent down to look him in the eye, "But you have to promise that the moment you feel even slightly dizzy, or cold, or anything, you have to tell me, alright? Can you promise me that?"
"Alright, fine." Blitzø said, and Stolas watched his tail swish side to side.
"You lied to me, just now." Stolas said, folding his arms.
"Wha- How would you even know that?!" Blitzø shouted confused.
"You have a tell." Stolas said, "Now try again."
"What?! What fucking tell?! I'm a great liar." Blitzø examined his body uselessly.
"Well, that's a odd thing to be proud of. And obviously, I'm not going to make you aware of it. Now, try again. What do you promise?" Stolas asked again.
Blitzø groaned, "I promise to tell you if I feel cold or dizzy, or anythin'."
Stolas smiled and held out his pinky finger to him, "Pinky swear?"
"What are you, five?" Blitzø raised an eyebrow.
"There is no age restriction on pinky promises." Stolas smiled. "Fine." Blitzø rolled his eyes, and wrapped his own pinky around Stolas's.
"Much better. Now, let's go shopping!" Stolas stood and made a portal.
Come back for Part 2 on Saturday December 23rd, 2023
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