Life's Change of Heart - Season 1: Beginnings

Chapter 13 - Harvest Moon Festival! Ballad of Striker!

A few weeks after clashing with Victor and Umbras and Theo is almost close to join in I.M.P.

Elizabeth was at Stolas' mansion the next morning after a night of passionate fornication.

(Stolas' Mansion – Stolas' Bedroom)

Stolas could be heard sighing in contentment while Elizabeth panted lightly. She wore her red and black lingerie, with one of the bra straps hanging loosely over her right shoulder.

"I'm sorry for having to move our little rendezvous early, Elizabeth. I have an engagement this month on the full moon." Stolas' hands were tied to the headboard with rope, a ball gag around his neck.

"That's perfectly fine," Elizabeth murmured, helping to untie him. "But I know Blitzø will be pissed. We have fifteen new clients waiting for heads to roll, and I asked Morbius to summon a portal for Blitz to do his job on the targets."

"Heh, that Morbius. Won't he just stop bothering me while we are enjoying ourselves from last night's fornication? As I was saying, shocking as it may seem, Eliza-Darling, my grimoire is actually incredibly important. And it isn't supposed to be lent out to itty bitty imps like yourself." Stolas replied, playfully bopping the imp's nose, causing her to giggle.

"The Harvest Moon is a very special occasion. It's been my annual duty to showcase it in the Ring of Wrath. It's celebrated by a very charming little festival with the locals." He added.

"The Ring of Wrath? My coworkers, Moxxie and Millie, are from there, but I've never been. Blitzø just told me it was full of 'inbred chuckle fucks'. And I would have told you we hired a new employee." Elizabeth smiled briefly.

"Oh, really? Who's the other lucky worker?" Stolas asked gleefully.

"Theo. The imp used to live in the human world." Elizabeth replied. "All I know that his father, Chaser wants us to take care of him."

"Chaser? As in the Wild Sharpshooter?" Stolas asked. "He used to be part of the Red Hair Demon crew. I never know he had a son."

"Theo wasn't ready to be the assassin and needed time to train a lot. So, we thought we can invite him in the Harvest Festival." Elizabeth explained.

Stolas sits up in realization. "Oh! Why don't you all join me at the festival? I can guarantee you all..." An Ars Goetia Prince pulled the covers over his head, appearing near the female imp's lower half. He chuckles at the imp's flustered expression. "...special access. And I will provide another event in honor for another employee."

"That's so generous, Stolas. Are you sure it's safe?" Elizabeth stuttered and blushed. "He is still young and can't handle things on his own."

"Nonsense, my dear. I suggest you ask Morbius and have him support the fellow. And I assure you, I'm simply offering a work-free day of fun. I feel quite safe at the Harvest Festival. It's the same every year." Stolas stood up with the blanket covering his head, doing a playful owl head tilt.

"It does sound like it could be a blast! And Morbius dislike your idea, thinking it was a f-fest invite." Elizabeth sounded the last part in exasperation.

"Please ignore his complaints. And I'm sorry your clients will have to wait." Stolas leaned forward to her with a baby voice.

Elizabeth giggles as she wraps her arms around his neck. "Oh, fuck my clients~ Now, let's make another round."

"Sure, anything you want from me." Stolas spoke in the same tone as his lover.

"Well, get dressed already before your wife starts screaming at you for having a fornication session!" Morbius scolded, causing Stolas and Elizabeth to be startled in surprise.