Chapter 1: MagicChapter Text
The best part of the month wasn't the raw fucking he would be bombared with, honestly– it was a bonus.
What he really enjoyed was that… quality time.
As time went on, that's all he craved, it felt really…reallynice to bewanted.
Stolas had his usual duties to pull prophecies from the stars, this was done at the very height of the full moon each month, usually falling around mid-night– this was also a good time to perform powerful spells.
Any good witch knows Full Moon is the ideal time to set intentions, release negativity, and manifest desires.
Stolas was a firm believer in these methods, and while some would say it was foolish, Stolas found it comforting to set those intentions himself– whether there was some force actually entertaining them or not.
But before that, he would be entertaining Blitzø, a passionate evening for drinks, some fucking, some more drinks, some food, which would mostly end up on the floor to make room for more fucking.
He was such a welcomed change to his routine, Blitzø was so— exciting to be around– all the colorful things that would come out of his mouth, the ideas, adventures, or venting…
It was nice to have someone around to even vent to as well.
Stolas became more comfortable opening up more to Blitzø, and oddly enough Blitzø would contain his little comments and let him fully express himself.
A welcomed change to their dynamic in recent months.
Stolas finished his work for the day in his study, closing his grimoire and scooping it up as he let himself out of the room, heading down the hallway to find his butlers, "ah– can you have dinner sent up tonight?"
"Would you like some… extra as well, Prince Stolas?" the imp lightly suggested, taking note of the day of the month.
"Of course," Stolas nodded, then bit his beak a little, "the extra fixed– as usual…"
"Yes, Prince Stolas," the imp bowed before scurrying down the hall.
Stolas giggles a little at the thought of Blitzø being there soon, he made his way to the cellar and perused around for a decent bottle.
Finally landing on a rose wine.
Making his way up to his room, he snapped his finger to light up some of the candles he laid out earlier that morning, as he tucked into his bathroom and changed into a loose robe, before making it back out to be surprised to see Blitzø there already, butt ass naked in a little pose, displaying himself.
"Hey," Blitzø wagged his brows, "fancy meeting you here…"
"Oh!" Stolas gasped and hooted with a laugh, "you surprised me— how did you get in?"
Stolas looked over to notice the door was locked.
"You left in unlock, you know you should be more careful, more horny imps may try to break in," Blitzø smiles as Stolas makes his way to the bed.
"Oh," Stolas chuckles warmly, sitting down on the bed, "that would be… disastrous, one is already so much…"
"Yeah?" Blitzø teased crawling up to Stolas, using his finger to give little scritches under Stolas's chin, in that one spot he would absolutely melt for.
"Hmm," Stolas drops his shoulders, leaning into Blitzø, "they make such a mess every time they… come… over…"
Blitzø grinned with a playful growl, "oh yeah? What else do they do?" Blitzø playful pushed him to the bed, crawling over Stolas to re-discover every inch of him.
Before you know it they were intertwined swapping any and all fluids imaginable.
After their usual night Blitzø had fallen asleep just a bit early, Stolas decided to take advantage of this and head up to start his spell works and readings.
Pulling the stars went smoothly as ever, after recording his findings he moved onto his other works, then finally he had time still in the peak to set his own work.
As Stolas was about to start he felt another presence, he let out a sigh and called out, "Blitzøy, darling…?"
"You left," Blitzø said, in a small whisper from the doorway.
"Didn't want to wake you…" Stolas then looked over his shoulder, "just finishing up…"
"Can… I… watch?" Blitzø's tail was slowly wagging and began to wrap a little around his leg.
"Sure," Stolas nodded, as he looked closer to Blitzø he noticed he looked a little stressed, "darling… are you alright?"
Blitzø scrubbed his eyes a little, his tail wagging behind him as he made his way over, "it's nothing– just— stupid dream…"
Blitzø crawled into Stolas' lap and curled up, then caught a glimpse of the stars above them, "whoah…"
"Mesmerizing, aren't they?" Stolas smiles, Blitzø's eyes went wide with wonder.
"Yeah… pretty…" Blitzø looked at Stolas and smiled, snuggling up more in his lap, "okay– do your boring shit…"
Stolas chuckles, "oh yes of course," Stolas closed his eyes and concentrated on his intentions, releases, and desires.
I will do better to be present for the ones I love.
I will release my resentment.
To be there more for my daughter, spend more time with my child…
He sat there repeating back those three things, before he felt a snout press up under his chin, he crinkles up his beak and opens his eyes to look down as Blitzø was nuzzling into him like a needy little cat in heat, "Blitzøy– dear– I'm trying to concentrate—"
"Yeah but you're so… soft," Blitzø purred, whispering into Stolas' ear.
"We can go back to the room in a moment– but I need to focus… okay?" Stolas snipped a little.
"Oh– sorry," Blitzø shrunk back into Stolas' lap.
Right.
Where was he?
I will do better to be present for the ones I love.
I will release my resentment.
To be there more for my daughter, spend more time with my child…
Stolas took a deep breath and said aloud, "so mote it be…"
Stolas then adjusted himself, needing to add one last spell for the evening, a charm to protect his little owlet. A spell he had been doing since she was a little egg, he had it ingrained in his mind and could very likely do it in his sleep.
Blitzø was still curled up in Stolas' lap and patiently waiting for Stolas to be done with his rituals. He knew he should have probably waited but he had been so drawn to Stolas, yearning to be close to him. It was a comfort thing, he guessed. Blitzø listened as Stolas was doing another spell, a language he couldn't quite put a finger on.
Then he felt an odd warming fuzzy sensation in his middle. Blitzø adjusted himself and curled up more, he had cramps lately that he was trying to shake off but this new sensation was… different.
The portal to the stars closed and the light returned to the candles around the room.
"Okay… now we can go back downstairs…" Stolas stood up, scooping up his little imp into a ball, "you're more needy than usual…"
Blitzø scoffed, "pfft, whatever…"
Stolas walked out of the room and went down the stairs, "so you had a dream?"
"...Yeah…"
"I take it wasn't very pleasant?" Stolas hummed.
"Yeah…"
"Do you want to talk about it?"
"No…"
"How about some tea then?" Stolas suggested as he placed Blitzø back into the bed, Blitzø nodded a little.
Stolas crawled into bed and curled himself around Blitzø, snapping his electric kettle to turn on.
"Sorry if I messed up your… thingy…" Blitzø said lowly.
"It's fine, just some… personal ritual, you didn't interrupt anything serious," Stolas petted his horns, "Blitzøy… are you sure you're okay?"
Blitzø buried his face more into the blankets, "I'm okay… now…"
Stolas kissed the top of Blitzø's head, the kettle finished coming to a boil, he waved his hand to pour it into a cup and levitate it over, "here darling, some lavender to help soothe you…"
Blitzø sat up a little and nursed the hot cup of tea in his hands, "thanks…"
Stolas traced circles into Blitzø's back with his finger as Blitzø took small sips of his tea.
Blitzø leaned over to the nightstand to put the empty cup on the surface, as he did he let out a hiss as he clutched his middle.
"Darling, are you alright?" Stolas looked down then let out a soft gasp when he noticed it.
Blitzø looked down and noticed a weird aura over his midsection. A blue glow with sparkles, "what the fuck…"
Stolas sat up and adjusted himself to get a better look, "... that's a protection spell…"
Blitzø cocked his eyebrow, "what, you protecting that bagel I ate this morning or something?"
"My protection charm, the one I do every month to help protect Octavia… it's a charm that casts a protection over any offspring of mine– it makes a film that blankets them as the moon shines and fades as the morning comes to set…"
Blitzø blinked, "okay that's neat– now I want a bagel…" Blitzø went to get up, clearly not understanding.
Stolas gently held Blitzø's hand, "darling— do you have any idea what this means?"
Blitzø looked back to Stolas, "that you also like bagels?"
Stolas stared at Blitzø's midsection, "no… you're gravid, darling…"
"Excuse me?" Blitzø's brow raised higher.
"You're… expecting my child… you're… pregnant…"