Hell has its fair share of sex icons, but what happens when one of them grows tired of being in the spotlight?
Join Splice as they begin a new career, transitioning from one of Hell's top porn stars to being an assassin.
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Helluva Boss a...
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Splice sat absentmindedly in the office, kicking their legs back and forth as they awaited the return of their coworkers. ".. why didn't they let you go this time?" Loona asked, sounding somewhat upset by her lack of solitude. Splice shrugged. "I dunno. Blitzø said something about liability or whatever. I'm starting to think the guy hates me." They said with a sarcastic smile.
Loona scoffed and rolled her eyes playfully. "Oh, whatever. That fucker practically adores you." She replied absentmindedly. Splice straightened out. "What?" They asked. Loona glanced up at the imp. "He spends more time at your place than anywhere else. Plus, the whole liability thing is bullshit. He just doesn't want you to get hurt." She answered with a shrug. Splice blinked in confusion. "Oh..." They muttered.
Before the conversation could go any deeper, Loona received a text on her phone. She let out a deep sigh. "Speak of the devil." She said, reluctantly opening a portal. A tree crashed through the portal as it opened. Moxxie and Blitzø clambered out of the tree. "Woo! That was a fuck ton of lumberjacks!" Blitzø cheered excitedly. Millie skittered through the portal, axe between her teeth. "I'm still so jazzed up!" She said excitedly, snapping the axe in two.
Moxxie smiled lovingly at his wife. "Well, you better stay jazzed, babe, because guess where I'm taking you tonight?" He said proudly. Blitzø waved a hand dismissively. "Don't you dare finish a filthy pun in my presence, Moxxie. Besides, drinks are on me tonight. Let's hit up the new dive down the street!" He offered. Moxxie frowned.
"Actually, sir, it's our one-year marriage anniversary. So, I'm taking Millie to Ozzie's in the Lust ring!" Moxxie announced. Splice shot up and Millie's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Ozzie's?! No way! That place is always booked!" She exclaimed. Moxxie smiled sheepishly. "Yeah, well.. I've been planning it for quite a while." He muttered.
Millie pounced onto her husband affectionately. "Oh, Moxxie!" She pecked his lips a few times before engaging in a make-out session. Blitzø pursed his lips uncomfortably, turning toward Splice and Loona. "Okay, uh.. the three of us tonight! How 'bout it?" He offered.
Splice's eyes narrowed. "Was I.. not invited originally?" They asked. Blitzø tensed. "No! I mean- you were- just- uh–" He spluttered. Splice rolled their eyes playfully. "I don't think I can tonight, anyway. I was planning on having a night to myself." They replied. Loona looked up from her phone briefly. "I've got plans." She said.
Blitzø frowned, glancing back to Moxxie and Millie. The couple were still lip-locked. "Ugh. Can.. can you guys not?" He asked. Moxxie pulled himself away from his wife, taking a moment to catch his breath. "I'm sorry, sir. Maybe some other time?" He said softly. Blitzø smiled. "No, it's fine. I can go with the two of you! Help you celebrate your boring as fuck monogamy." He replied. Moxxie frowned. "Uh, no. The reservation is for us." He corrected. Blitzø stared at Moxxie blankly. "Uh-huh." He said. Moxxie stared straight at Blitzø. "Just us." He confirmed.
