Bratty Little Imp

Notes: OK so this happens roughly after season 2 episode 2, I wanted to make a fic where Stolas has a penis and is dominating Blitz. This is a hard S&M fic so it maybe dub-con. If you have an issue with that, you have been warned.  Also, this is like, my first fic in many many many years and I am terrible when it comes to writing anyway so, take that as another warning.


Blitz followed the large owl through the corridors of his palace, the recent events that led him to this point still echoing through his brain. He somehow managed to slip up and put Octavia, Stolas' daughter, in mortal danger in the human realm. As usual, he thought that blame was wrongfully placed upon him, but given the fact that Stolas did entrust the grimoire to Blitz, it was his responsibility to make sure no one misused the grimoire while in his possession and he fucked up. Regardless of how much he tried to spin it, it was his fault.

"So what's this about Stols?" The imp asked, trying to put on a facade of confidence. "You angry at me and now you gonna wag your finger at me or some shit? Come on we both know that me sticking my cock in you will make you feel all better as it usually does, you slut."

Stolas showed no response to Blitz's words and continued to his bed chamber. Blitz wasn't used to this lack of reaction from Stolas. The owl hasn't said a single word to him since Blitz arrived at the palace. Stolas simply told him with a stern voice "We need to talk, my place", Blitz felt like he shouldn't say no to the owl.

They entered Stolas' bedroom, the scent of lavender attacking Blitz's nostrils. The owl stopped, the imp moved past him and jumped on the bed he knew so well, laying on his back, one foot over the other, hands under his head, and with a huge grin on his face filled with razor-sharp teeth, he thought that maybe this just a regular post action banging session and nothing else so he is not as in trouble as he thought.

Stolas took off his cloak and hung it in the closet, he deftly removed all his clothes with his magic and put on his signature crimson robe, the only other piece of clothing on him being a pair of black boxers. Blitz couldn't help but admire his body. "Lookin' good there, birdie!" The owl did not respond. 

"Undress." The word echoed lightly, and Blitz's balls shot up straight into his throat. The stern tone, the deep voice, Stolas wasn't asking, he was commanding. The imp, while starting to feel anxious couldn't ignore the fact he was beginning to get hard. He hastily started removing his clothes, but couldn't help himself when it came to talking back.

"Oh, Birdpuss is angry? Haven't seen that in a while. What? You wanna top me for a change big guy? You don't have a dominant bone in your whole fucking body, every time you were angry at me all it too-"

His words were cut off by a hand over his mouth as a light shot across the room and Stolas reappeared on top of him. One hand covering Blitz's mouth the other pinning his arms to the headboard above his head. Stolas' face was warped with anger and malice, something Blitz only saw once and that is when he was captured by D.H.O.R.K.S.. Blitzo tried to struggle but he came to realize that in all his time knowing Stolas he never thought that he had that much physical strength. The owl pinned him down and regardless of how much he tried to twitch, he couldn't move.

"I don't think you understand the situation you are in, IMP." The owl said, venom dripping from his voice. He removed his hand from Blitz's mouth and snapped his fingers. Before the imp could even think of a comeback he felt something being shoved in his mouth. It was a ballgag, the one he used on Stolas before, and despite his many sexual misadventures, he forgot how it feels to be in this predicament, at someone else's mercy and control. He tried to say something but all that came were unintelligible groans.