Cigarette Daydreams [Stolitz]✔️

7.0 (smut)

SMUT WARNING
VERY HORNY GAY DEMONS
VERY KINKY DEMONS

The horse took them to a large hotel in the envy ring.
"I got us the honeymoon suite." Stolas helped Blitzø off the horse and held his hand as they walked into the crowd building.
They checked in and took the elevator up to their penthouse suit. The suite was as big as a house, with a living room, a kitchen and two bedrooms. The bathroom was the same size as Blitzø's room back home, with a giant corner tub and a closet sized walk in shower. The cupboards were filled with all kinds of soaps and lotions, and the closets were fully stocked with lingerie, robes, fancy suits and skanky dresses.
"How much did you pay for this?" the Imp asked as he ran in circles in the giant hotel room.
"I'm not sure, the Goeita elders paid for it." the owl prince giggled as he watched his husband race around the room.
"Your family has elders?" Blitzø scrunched up his face and stopped running, huffing and puffing.
"Yes. They make most of the important decisions. Like my arranged marriage to Stella, and my intended marriage to Krager." Stolas opened the closet and scanned through the items.
"Damn. what are they going to think about us getting married?" Blitzø opened the fridge and pulled out a bowl of caviar, running and landing on the couch.
"Oh, they're definitely going to lose their shit, but I'm sick of doing what they want anyway, and I love you, so it doesn't matter anyway."  he shrugged, grabbing a robe from the closet and disappearing behind the dressing screen. Blitzø popped caviar into his mouth as he surfed the TV channels. Suddenly, Stolas threw the dress over the screen. Blitzø smirked, picking it up. And then the owl's underwear hit him in the face, and he blushed, tucking them into his pocket. Stolas reemerged in just the robe, which hung loosely off his shoulders. Blitzø put the bowl down on the coffee table and throwing the dress into a corner as Stolas walked over to him.

"How much do you love me?" the imp asked in a seductive voice.
"Oh, so much. How much do you love me?" the owl climbed onto his lap, straddling him.
"I think it'd just be easier if i showed you." Blitzø flipped them over and pinned Stolas's wirst's above his head.
"Oh! Ok darling, show me..." his feathers fluffed up a bit, and his cheeks turned pink.
The owl laid down on the luxurious red sofa, and Blitzø placed hungry kisses all over his face and neck. The prince hummed softly, his hands finding their way to Blitzø's ass, squeezing roughly. The swift change in attitude sent a chill down the imps spine, and he bit down Stolas's neck, hard. The owl hooted in surprise, his cheeks turning pink.
"You like that?" Blitzø whispered.
"Y-yes..." the owl stuttered. The imp bit down on the same spot again, licking up the blood that dripped from it.
"Oh Blitzy~" Stolas squirmed and whimpered, the mix of pain and pleasure from Blitzø's sharp teeth making him dizzy. They made out while Stolas helped Blitzø take off the suit jacket and unbutton the shirt. He kept the tie on as he unbuckled his belt and pulled his pants off. Blitzø  ripped the robe in half and tossed it on the floor, and Stolas squeaked in surprise, the sudden need for them to get even closer catching him off guard.
"Please..." the owl whimpered.
"Please what?" the imp teased, running his hands down his husbands sides.
"Please fuck me..."
"What was that again? I couldn't quite hear you." Blitzø growled, his hand wrapping around Stolas's throat.
"Fuck me!" he cried out.
"Color?"
"Green." Stolas nodded. Blitzø  choked him harder, ripping off his own boxers. He stopped choking him to put one hand on his thigh. The imp sucked on his fingers for a minute before pushing one digit into Stolas's cloaca. The owl moaned loudly, throwing his head back. He added a second and third finger, kissing and licking Stolas's neck. The bird was already a moaning, squirming mess.
"You're such a bottom, whining and begging for my dick." Blitzø purred, stroking his lover's face as he curled his fingers up, hitting his G-spot and making him buck his hips.
"Please Blitzø~" he whispered.
"It's sir to you." he grabbed the owl's face and stared into his eyes.
"S-sorry sir." He gulped. He tried to buck his hips again, but the imp held him firmly so he couldn't move. Blitzø removed his fingers and lined himself up, slowly pushing into the man under him.

He moaned softly, feeling the owl's walls tighten around him. He bottomed out and looked up at Stolas, who was panting. The owl nodded, and Blitzø pulled out almost all the way and pushed back in slowly.
"Mmm~ faster!" Stolas dragged his nails down Blitzø's back. The imp fucked him faster, putting his hands back on his throat.
"Holy fuck you feel good~" Blitzø moaned, feeling a familiar knot forming in his abdomen.
The room filled with the sound of skin slapping skin and loud, elicit moans.
"Blitzy! Fuck!" Stolas came with a cry, his eyes rolling back in his head. Blitzø quickly followed, shooting his load into his husband.

He gave them a second to catch their breath before he pulled out.
"Shall we go for round two in the bedroom?" Stolas asked seductively.
"Absolutely, but can I have five minutes?" The imp asked quietly, panting.
"Of course my love." The owl smiled, rubbing his horns lovingly.

***

For the first two days of their honeymoon the newly weds didn't do much except order room service and fuck, but on the third day, Stolas bought them tickets to see a popular boy band called A God With Hellish Intent, and then they hit the bars, drinking untill they were dizzy. They did this for a whole week, doing an activity or going on a date in the day, then getting drunk once the sun set. The first night, they stumbled home laughing and flirting, then made love all night when they got home. The second night they both blacked out and woke up in their trashed hotal room the next morning, both hungover with no recollection of the night before. The third morning they woke up in a holding cell, and Stolas had to pay like 2 grande to get them off the hook. The fourth morning they said it was the last time, but the fifth morning they woke up in an ally behind a fancy restaurant.

Needless to say, it felt good to get away from the world for awhile, and just let loose. One night, they were high on weed, laying on the hotel roof looking up at the stars through a portal.
"Aren't they so magnificent?" He smiled.
"Amazing." Blitzø.
"We're so high right now." He added, giggling.
"Do you want to get married?" Stolas asked quietly, putting his arm around his husband's shoulder and pulling him closer.
"We're already married, birdbrain." The imp reminded him, snuggling into his warm feathers.
"Oh, right. I'm glad we're married, I love you Blitzy." He hooted softly, kissing his husbands horns lovingly.
"I... I love you too Stolas." He blushed, shutting his eyes.
"I love you I love you I love you."

Just some happy couple fluff 🥹

Have a good day :)