Cigarette Daydreams [Stolitz]✔️

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"Alright, it's fucking cold out here. Let's go home." Both men stood, yawning. As they walked towards the van, Blitzø shivered, the cold rain seeping under his clothes.
"Here." Stolas took off his overcoat and wrapped it around Blitz's, rubbing his shoulders. The little imp blushed, looking away.

They were both pretty quiet on the ride back to Blitzø's apartment, but when they pulled into his parking spot, the imp smirked.
"Race you to the door?"
"Oh you're on little red." They jumped out of the car and ran, laughing and playfully shoving each other. They got inside and ran up the stairs.
"How are you... so... quick?" Stolas panted.
"Cause I'm not old like you!" Blitz blew him a raspberry and sped up, skipping steps just to show off. He reached his door first, laughing and flipping his lover off. Stolas rolled his eyes, but a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

They got into the apartment, taking off their coats. Stolas was still wet from the rain, and when he shook all his feathers fluffed up. He let out a little hoot, and Blitz chuckled, smoothing down his feathers for him.
"Thank you Blitzy."  The owl Prince's cheeks tinted pink.
"Loona's away for a girls' weekend, so we have the apartment all to ourselves," Blitzø purred, his tail thrashing side to side like a cat.
"Do we now?" The taller man picked him up unexpectedly and threw him over his shoulder like a potato sack, making him shriek.
"I order you to Put me down right now!" Blitz laughed.
"Oh, so you're the one giving the orders now?" Stolas said in a seductive voice, shifting their position so Blitz was back at the front of him, his legs wrapped around his waist. Stolas held him by the underside of his thighs, leaning close to whisper in his face.
"Maybe I want a turn to show you what I can do?" He purred, carrying the imp to the couch and laying him down.
"Bitch, you couldn't handle me," Blitz smirked.
"Is that a challenge, Blitzy? You know I love when you play hard to get..." he straddled him, taking off Blitz's shirt and tracing patterns on his chest.
"Depends. What do I get out of it?" Blitzø raised an eyebrow.
"We'll make a deal. If you don't enjoy yourself, we'll never try this again, but If I can make you beg for more, then I get to fuck you more often." The owl walked his fingers up Blitz's chest. The dirty talk made the imp shiver, and he felt his pants go tight.
"I think you've got yourself a deal, Mr. Business man." Blitz whispered.

***

Blitzø was woken by bright sun shining through his thin curtains. He kept his eyes closed for a moment as he lay there rubbing his face and yawning. Eventually he opened his eyes, reaching for Stolas's usual spot in bed beside him, but finding it cold and empty. He sat up, squinting.
"Babe?"
He walked into the kitchen, scratching his forehead.
"Oh good morning Blitzy! How did you sleep my darling imp?" The owl sat him at the dining table and handed him a plate of bacon and eggs.
"Ok, you?"
"Oh wonderful. What time do you go to work today?" Stolas asked.
"Well I was supposed to be there an hour ago, but it appears you didn't wake me up. so preferably as soon as possible," He grumbled, stuffing food in his mouth.
"I'm sorry Blitzy, you just looked so peaceful. Also,  you slap me every time I try to wake you up," He reminded him.
"And you never apologize," He added quietly. Blitzø pretended not to hear that last part, quickly finishing his food and putting his plate in the sink.
"See you later. We've got our date night tonight, don't forget," the imp climbed onto the counter to grab his lover's face and peck him on the cheek.
"How could I forget, my darling Blitzy?" Stolas purred, stroking his horns lovingly.
"I L-" Stolas started.
"Ok, great. Bye." Blitz cut him off and raced out the door.
"Oh. Ok, bye. Oh! Blitz! You forgot your lunch!" He grabbed the brown paper bag off the counter, but the hit-man was already gone.

Sry it's a short one.
Have a good day :)