Helluva Duo (Blitzo x Fizzarolli Fanfiction AU) |

Many Years Later...

(A/N: There's sex in this chapter. You've been warned.)

Eight years had passed since the fateful day Blitzo and Fizzarolli left the circus. Blitzo had matured into a full-fledged adult, his impish nature now complemented by the confidence of experience. He had found a comfortable niche living in his grandmother's newly renovated house in the Pride ring. The lavish surroundings were a testament to his newfound success.

Blitzo now worked alongside Fizzarolli, his boyfriend, in their roles as commercial advertisers for Mammon. They were the faces of the prince of greed's empire, lending their charisma and charm to various products, from cookware to weapons. It was a job that allowed them to enjoy their lavish lifestyle and had certainly taken the couple far from their circus days.

On this particular morning, Blitzo woke up in the opulent surroundings of his Pride ring residence. The sun pierced through the curtains, casting a warm glow in the room. Blitzo stretched and yawned, ready to face another day in Hell.

As he rose from his comfortable bed, Blitzo couldn't help but glance at the picture of himself and Fizzarolli on the nightstand. It was a memento of their journey together, a reminder of how far they had come.

Blitzo dressed for the day and made his way downstairs. The luxury of his new life was something he still marveled at. As he headed out of the house, a sleek limo awaited him outside, ready to take him to a filming set in the Greed ring.

Blitzo stepped into the limo, greeted by its plush interior. It was a far cry from the rickety circus caravans of his past. He settled into the comfortable leather seats and leaned back as the driver began the journey.

The ride was smooth, allowing Blitzo to enjoy a cup of iced coffee to kickstart his day. He couldn't function without caffeine, and the habit had stuck with him throughout the years. He wore a pair of stylish sunglasses, the kind befitting someone of his current stature.

The limo arrived at the bustling filming set in the Greed ring. As the driver opened the door, Blitzo stepped out, ready for another day of work.

Fizzarolli, who had arrived early, greeted him with a teasing smile. "Took you long enough, Blitzo. I've been waiting."

Blitzo chuckled as he walked over to his boyfriend, holding up his iced coffee. "I need my caffeine fix, Fizz. We made a quick stop on the way."

Fizzarolli smirked and sipped his steaming latte. "You and your coffee addiction. Come on, we've got a commercial to shoot."

The two of them bantered playfully as they made their way to the set. Their chemistry was undeniable, not just as partners in work but as a loving couple. The years had brought them closer together, and their shared experiences had strengthened their bond.

As they arrived on set, they were ready to face the cameras, their charismatic presence lighting up the screen as they sold products and brought Mammon's vision to life. They had come a long way from the circus, and life in Hell had taken on a different, more glamorous hue.

The commercial shoot for Mammon's new product, the "Massag-O 400," was in full swing. The two charismatic demons, Blitzo and Fizzarolli, were center stage, ready to work their magic and put their showman skills to the test. The "Massag-O 400" was Mammon's latest creation, a massage chair that promised the world but would eventually cost customers an arm and a leg, just like most of Mammon's products.

The chair came with a plethora of features, each one more alluring than the last. But what the customers didn't know was that, true to Mammon's nature, they'd need to pay extra for every single feature. It was a clever con that the prince of greed had perfected over the years.