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“They're gone, Blitzø,” Stolas stood with his back towards Blitzø, turning to show a wide, eerie grin. “They're all gone.” He repeated.
Blitzø writhed in his chair, desperately trying to untie himself. Stolas stepped closer, his four red eyes fixated on Blitzø, the same creepy smile plastered to his face. Blitzø noticed the dark splotches all over him. He was dressed in his formal attire in shades of black and red, covered in that substance Blitzø knew all too well: demon blood.
“S-Stolas, what the fuck do you mean they’re all gone?” Blitzø could hardly contain the panic rising in his throat.
“All of them, Blitzø. Everyone who was in the way of us.” His tone was cold.“I must say, despite them being in your company all these years, they were much easier to kill than I ever would have imagined.” Stolas licked his fingers, clearing the blood from each one.
Blitzø was now fully panicking, his chest rising and falling quickly as he was desperately working to untie himself now. He'd been tied up before. He could get out again, couldn't he? He tried to slide the hidden blade from his boot only to feel his body go completely rigid.
He saw Stolas move closer, his eyes glowing with piercing white pupils fixated on him. His smile turned into a grimace momentarily before arranging itself back again.
“Want to know how I did it, Blitzø? Oh of course you do. I'm going to tell you all about it. Because you're mine Blitzø. All mine. Only mine.” His voice was low and animalistic.
Stolas walked quickly towards him and when he was close enough, he placed one of his taloned feet on Blitzø's crotch, pushing down on his dick as he did so. Blitzø whimpered, the sound trapped in his throat as Stolas had his mouth frozen shut.
“Mmm Blitzy, you're already getting hard. I knew this would excite you! You always tell me about how you kill humans and while I love your stories darling, I suppose I never truly understood how much fun killing could be,” Stolas cooed as he used his talon to trace the outline of Blitzø's hard cock.
“Now I understand. All it took was for me to realize how thrilling it was to end a life, especially a life that was getting in the way of me and my dearest Blitzy,” The smile was somehow becoming more deranged than ever. “I started with the two little ones, the tiny Wrath Ring employees of yours. What were their names again? Oh yes, Moxxie and Millie.”
Blitzø felt a scream choked in his throat. Stolas smiled softly as he removed his foot and positioned himself onto Blitzø's lap, staring into his panicked yellow eyes.
“Oh darling, don't be upset with me. They had to go. You know they had to go. I saw how you looked at them. I know how you would stalk them, Blitzø.” Blitzø tried to scream but it came out as a strangled noise again.
Stolas started grinding himself into Blitzø, leaning in to kiss and nip at his neck.
“They screamed for you, you know. In their final moments. It was adorable how hard they tried to fight. I can still picture the light leaving their eyes. It was delicious,” Stolas was kissing all over Blitzø's face now, stroking his horns as he continued to grind into him.
Stolas got off the chair, untying Blitzø from it. He scooped up the paralyzed imp into his arms and brought him over to the bed, where he laid him out and adjusted his body as if Blitzø was some kind of puppet or ragdoll.
Stolas began removing Blitzø's clothes. From his frozen position, Blitzø could only stare at the canopy of the bed above him as he felt Stolas work. Soon, he was naked.
Stolas straddled him, looming over Blitzø, his red eyes intense and focused. Stolas leaned in again, kissing and nibbling at his neck before whispering in his ear.
“Loona was a bit more challenging, I'll admit. She is - or I guess she was- your daughter after all.” Stolas had one hand tracing up and down Blitzø's chest, from which a panicked growl could be heard.
Stolas hooted softly as his hand reached Blitzø's cock. It seemed to be the only part of Blitzø not fully paralyzed, which meant his body was still reacting to every stroke whether Blitzø wanted it to or not.
Stolas propped a pillow under Blitzø's head to allow him to have a better view of Stolas and his body as he undressed himself. With each button of his vest coming undone, Stolas continued to share his sick recollections.
“Your little clown friend and Asmodeus did take a bit of time, I'll admit. After all, Asmodeus is a Deadly Sin! I couldn't very well waltz in and assassinate a Deadly Sin! No no, this one required strategy.” Stolas was now removing his long shirt, revealing that even his chest fluff still had blood on it.
“But imps are very easy to control, as you may know my dear,” Stolas paused to stroke Blitzø’s cheek. “And that little - Fizzarolli, was it? Well he was delightfully compliant. I must say I almost considered bringing him back here for us to play with, but then I recalled how much this little imp meant to you as a child. And well, we can't have you pining over your childhood friend again, now can we?”
Stolas again paused to run his hand up and down Blitzø's chest before stroking down across his toned abs.
“So I tricked the little jester. I made him kill the lovesick rooster demon using just a few stabs from a gorgeous angelic steel blade.” Stolas let out a deranged giggle. “Poor little imp, when he realized what he'd done, he didn't know that he had been tricked. He only knew that he was the one with the bloodied weapon in his hands and his lover's lifeless body beneath him. So, guilt-wracked, the little imp clown stabbed himself, right in the chest! It quite reminded me of the ending of that human play, Romeo and Juliet. Such a silly drama.”
Tears were leaking out of Blitzø's eyes now. Stolas smiled, brushing them away from his cheek and leaning in to kiss him gently on the lips.
“It's all right, darling. No one can get you here. You're safe with me.” Again, Stolas chose to lean in to tell Blitzø the next part:
“Too bad Barbie and Verosika weren't.”
Blitzø's whimper became louder. Somehow, Blitzø managed to make his tail smack the bed. Stolas spun his head at an alarming speed to look at it, grabbing it into his hands tightly.
“Woopsie! Looks like I lost focus on this feisty little tail of yours. Oh, so many things about you that I adore my sweet Blitzy, you are my everything. And now, I'm your everything too. Because everyone else is gone.” Stolas licked Blitzø's tail before dipping the end of it in his mouth, closing his eyes and sucking on it softly.
For Blitzø, the sensation was incredibly intense, and his body reacted to it without his input, his cock getting harder underneath Stolas.
Stolas let out an excited chirp feeling it beneath him. He quickly took off his pants, positioning himself on top of Blitzø's cock before sliding it into himself. He groaned loudly as Blitzø filled him completely.
“Oh Blitzø, this was the best decision for us,” Stolas began riding Blitzø at an achingly slow pace, moaning as he did so.
Stolas then started earnestly fucking himself into Blitzø, pressing his feathered body down further and further. He was soaking wet at this point, slipping up and down his hard length with ease.
Blitzø felt a moan escape from his throat as Stolas continued. “Don't you love this darling? This will be our lives forever now. You're mine and you're so good for me, and you always will be.”
Blitzø couldn't help making noise as he felt himself fill Stolas with cum. Stolas’s deranged smile now mixed with his usual orgasmic one, a deep blush forming as he felt the hot liquid fill his pussy. His pupils, now in the shape of hearts, crossed as he let out moans of delight.
“Oh darling I knew you loved this! I'm so glad. But I haven't truly gotten myself off yet, in fact I haven't for a while,” Stolas said, pulling himself off of Blitzø before flipping him so that he was face down into the mattress. Stolas placed an abundance of pillows between Blitzø and the bed, until he was propped into the position he wanted Blitzø to be at: face down, ass up.
“Now Blitzy, for this I will let you use your voice, but you may only use it to express your deep pleasure and gratitude for me. Nothing else. Understood?” Stolas was rubbing lube onto Blitzø's ass as he spoke, his fingers tracing his hole, teasing him.
“Yes,” Blitzø breathed, realizing his voice still wasn't truly in his control. He was in a trance of sorts now, the shock of the experience being buried deep inside him as Stolas worked his magic to keep him solely focused on the pleasure.
Two fingers slipped inside him, causing him to moan loudly. His eyes were working properly once more as he was able to close them, deepening the experience even more.
“Oh honey, you're going to love this. And I will too. Just relax and enjoy, my beloved,” Stolas removed his fingers, causing a whine to escape from Blitzø.
From behind, Blitzø felt intense heat rising against him, the feeling of flames licking at all parts of his body. He'd felt this before- it was so much like the experience of the circus fire.
His eyes flew open, but he couldn't see. Everything was black, as if he we was blindfolded, but this darkness wasn't solid, it was shifting. Blitzø realized that whipping around him like a tornado was Stolas transforming into his demon form. The blackness swirled with red streaks, resembling feathers made of molten lava.
Blitzø knew there should be pain, but the feeling seemed to lick up and down his body like some kind of heated massage. Blitzø was groaning into it, unable to express anything more than his desire.
“Blitzyy,” the voice was loud in his ears. It reverberated, booming over him like the rest of Stolas's demonic form.
Blitzø heard a growl behind him before he felt a deep, hard warmth pushed inside of him unlike anything he had ever felt. It had the sensation of it filling his entire body with the heat and thickness that made him cry out loudly. He was no longer capable of coherent thoughts, even if he tried.
Blitzø felt as if he was being fucked by a cock made of lava with the way the heat scorched inside him. And yet, there was still no pain. Just intense, pleasurable stimulation radiating throughout his entire body.
Blitzø heard Stolas laughing, a frightening sound considering the decibels his eldritch body could emit. Blitzø realized he'd been screaming Stolas's name for the last several minutes, but couldn't even hear it due to the sounds being trapped within Stolas's immense form.
“Please!” Blitzø cried, tears streaming down his face, “Please. Stolas. Please.”
A frightening sound combined with an earth shattering rumble erupted from around him as Blitzø felt himself become filled with a wave of hot liquid. He shut his eyes tight as another orgasm rippled through him at the same time, causing his vision to blur with tears as he screamed.
Slowly, Blitzø felt as all of the noise and sensation quieted and slowed and his ability to move came back to him. But he couldn't move. He was shaking and weak, breathing heavily and trying to ride out the aftershocks of the session.
Blitzø felt the familiar gentle touch of Stolas, moving him carefully to be lying on his side, staring into each other's eyes.
“Was it how you imagined, Blitzø? Did I do well?” Stolas's eyes were wide and hopeful. The intense madness that had been in them before was gone.
Blitzø was still speechless, despite having the capability to talk freely again. Stolas noticed the panic in Blitzø's eyes.
“Oh sweetheart, you asked for this, remember? I'm so sorry, was it too much? I was trying to give you a real show, but perhaps I was too convincing? I'm sorry, I should have checked in more.”
Blitzø was trying to piece things back together, his mind still somewhat hazy from Stolas's control. A memory of them discussing this session came to him, and he could hear himself asking for Stolas to really and truly scare him as a form of a sexual kink he had always imagined. Right.
A calm came over Blitzø as he came back to reality. Everything was fine. Stolas had just done a really good job of absolutely terrifying him.
“Stolas- I didn't know you had that in you,” Blitzø admitted, trying not to sound too frightened.
Stolas let out a small set of hoots, a sound that instantly relaxed Blitzø. “Well, you know I alway try my best when it comes to my darling Blitzy. I must admit, that was fun, don't you think?”
Blitzø just nodded before curling into Stolas's chest, trying not to let the terrifying scenes of the evening taint his view of Stolas. Of course he was terrified, he had asked Stolas to terrify him. He just didn't expect Stolas was going to do any of that.
Blitzø brushed his hand across Stolas's chest fluff, realizing that he was still covered in what Blitzø believed to be blood.
Stolas looked down and noticed what Blitzø was looking at, laughing gently.
“Oh! Yes, I suppose I should clean this up for us, shouldn't I? Would you like me to draw us a nice warm bath to recover, honey?”
Blitzø nodded again, staying curled under the warm blankets as Stolas got out of bed. He leaned down and kissed Blitzø on the forehead.
“It's okay, Blitzy. Everything is okay. Why don't you close your eyes- I'll come get you when it's ready.”
Blitzø nodded, holding his knees to his chest. He was okay. Everything was okay.
Stolas made his way to the bathroom. In front of the mirror, he examined the splotches of black, admiring how it coated his feathers.
Smiling to himself, he recalled the feeling of it spraying onto him. It looked convincing…because it was real.
Stolas grinned at himself as he imagined the pain in Blitzø's eyes when he would eventually find out all his friends and loved ones really were dead, and that he would be stuck with Stolas for the rest of eternity as his personal plaything. Imps truly were easy to control, and he simply loved toying with Blitzø's tragic and traumatized little mind.
For now, he'd let the tiny imp feel safe around him again. He'd lull him into a sense of security, showering him with love, and then take it all away from him again to watch him suffer and cower beneath him once more.
Torture really was a fun endeavour, and Stolas looked forward to finding new and creative ways to subject the little one to it. Eternity was quite a long time, after all, and Stolas intended on savouring every moment.
“Oh Blitzyyyy,” Stolas crooned sweetly from the bathroom. “I'm coming to get you.”
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