Pouring His Heart Out at the Hospital
Too many times has Blitzo found himself in a hospital. Rarely at someone's bedside, he was usually the poor bastard being patched up while screaming and complaining in pain and agony. Such is the life of a master assassin for hire.
It wasn't the life of a Goetia, or any higher demon for that matter.
Blitzo rarely felt bad when someone got hurt, "Least of all a perverted birdbrain like you." He snapped as if Stolas could hear him. The Prince lay motionless on his bed, wrapped in bandages, sleeping so soundly that if it weren't for the many cuts, wires and the occasional hard sign one would think they might have played a bit too rough in bed.
As long as he's thinking about that fact Blitzo never spared Stolas of rough treatment when they fucked. He always assumed that the higher demon could take anything, hell Stolas often asked for more, more until he passed out and Blitzo stayed until Stolas smiled at him with that lazy, yet blissful smile he got after a really good orgasm. He never said it hurt, not enough to make it stop. Blitzo was inside of him, fucking him so he wasn't gonna tell the imp to stop.
"You should say when it hurts too much, you fucking idiot. My dick is good, but it's not worth you almost getting killed over." Blitzo's tail smacked the side of the bed in anger, anger at himself, at Stolas, at Striker, "That fucker. I'll kill him and his… maybe not his horse. I'll keep the horse!"
For a moment Blitzo swore he heard Stolas laugh, but upon looking at him he was still asleep. At least his breathing was even now.
He didn't know when it happened but he was holding his hand, delicate and soft against the rough and scared. They were so different, they could never work, not for real and Blitzo knew this. And yet his chest hurt when seeing Stolas in this state.
"Wake up. You look pathetic. It doesn't suit you, your Highness." Before he could stop himself or think of how stupid and sappy it was Blitzo leaned over and kissed Stolas on the forehead, right between his two smaller pairs of eyes. The kiss was by far the most gentle kiss Blitzo gave… to anyone in his life if he was being completely honest here. Which wasn't often. He didn't know how to feel about that. "I'll take you on a hot date when you wake up, so don't keep me waiting."