Stolitz Oneshots

🥺- My love is mine, all mine...

Angst with a happy ending

A/N: This is me changing the ending of "Apology Tour" because WTF I AM FURIOUS RN

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Blitzø was sat on the stairs, watching Stolas dancing with him, the incubus fuckhead that was clearly just trying to get into some royal bird puss. He could never give Stolas what Blitzø used to give him, could never match the level of passion the imp had showed him, could never love him--

"Fuck..." Blitzø whispered angrily, squeezing his eyes shut. "I loved him too late, didn't I?"

Blitzø went and found an empty bedroom to hide in for a while, curling up in the closet. He hugged his knees to his chest, tears welling in his eyes. Fuck, he loved him. He really loved him. He didn't think it was possible for him to love anyone, but now he does, and it's fucking terrifying.

His thoughts were interrupted by the bedroom door being opened. Through the slats in the closet door, he saw a familiar birdish figure being lead to the bed by the incubus, the pair kissing passionately. Blitzø cringed as the incubus pinned Stolas to the bed, starting to take the bird's gorgeous clothes off rather haphazardly.

"Be careful, those buttons are expensive!" Stolas says, his voice slurring slightly.

"Ugh, fine." The incubus grumbled, but he wasn't any more careful as he tugged Stolas' shirt open, and Blitzø saw a button break away from it's stitching and fall to the floor. Ugh, this horny bastard...

He was being downright awful with Stolas, rushing everything. No foreplay, no teasing, none of the things Blitzø had always done. None of the things he knew Stolas enjoyed.

"Wait, I'm not sure about this now..." Stolas whimpered as the incubus feverishly worked to unbutton his pants.

"Come on, baby. You know you want this." He whispered, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a small glass bottle with a heart shaped stopper in it's opening. The bottle contained a smoky pink liquid, and suddenly Blitzø realized what this asshole was about to do.

"What is that? What are you going to do--"

"Shh, I'll take care of you baby..."

"Like hell you will!" Blitzø yelled, bursting out of the closet. He dove for the incubus, knocking the bottle to the floor. It shattered on impact, it's contents spilling out into the carpet. "If you ever try to do that to someone ever again, I will find you and I will feed your dick to piranhas while it's still attached. Are we clear?"

"Yes." The incubus whimpered, shaking from horns to hooves. Blitzø released him, and the perv scrambled out of the room.

"Can't believe I actually fucked that." Blitzø mumbled, shaking his head. "You okay?"

"You...you saved me." Stolas whimpered, wrapping the blanket around himself. "That was...the most romantic thing you've ever done for me..."

"Stolas, I..." Blitzø faltered, unsure of what to do. "I just didn't want that guy to...to take advantage of you. I know what that's like, his kind tend to do it a lot."

There was a tense silence between them, as Stolas tried to compose himself within the cocoon of the blanket. "Are you okay?"

"Thank you, Blitzø. I don't know what would have happened if you weren't here..." Stolas says, fighting the traitorous feelings in his heart.
Despite his best efforts, a tear slipped down his face, followed by another, and another. He was so overwhelmed, he didn't even realize that Blitzø had wrapped his arms around him, doing his best to comfort him. Stolas hugged him back, he had to admit, he missed the feeling of having the imp this close.

"Stolas, I...I'm so sorry." Blitzø whispered. "I just...I thought you didn't want me anymore, I thought you were just throwing me out like I was garbage, I didn't realize...I didn't realize you were trying to give me a choice to stay with you without having to feel like I was obligated to. I... I'm so fucking stupid, Stolas...and I don't expect you to forgive me. And maybe...maybe you are better off without me in your life. Maybe I should leave, before I end up being the one that gets you hurt."

Blitzø was full on sobbing now, his face buried in the blanket. Stolas was speechless, he had never seen the imp this vulnerable before. It felt so wrong, so...strange, but it was also so beautiful. Like Blitzø was finally coming out of the shell he'd formed around himself to guard his heart.

"I forgive you, Blitzø." Stolas says softly, cradling the imp's head. "But I...I need time. Time to heal from...from everything. We both do. We both have deep trauma, we've both been hurt and neglected emotionally. We need some time to grow, some time to learn who we really are, and then...maybe this can work."

"I can wait." Blitzø whispered, looking up at Stolas with a look Stolas was sure he'd never seen before. Love. "I'll wait as long as I have to, I'll do whatever it takes to make this work, Stolas, because... I love you."

The owl's heart skipped a beat, and for a long, beautiful moment, Blitzø's face was all he knew. "Oh, Blitzy." Stolas sobs. "I love you so much..."

Before Stolas could think it through, their lips crashed together. But Blitzø was uncharacteristically gentle with him, tenderly running his fingers through his feathers, savoring every second of the kiss and every inch of contact. Their cheeks were wet with their shared tears, and Blitzø wrapped his tail around Stolas' waist, a common sign of affection among imps.

Blitzø opened his eyes as the kiss broke apart, and they'd been transported to Stolas' bedroom. But instead of it being for sex, Stolas simply held the imp close, a look of adoration and love on his face as he stroked his horns.

"Get some sleep, Blitzy." Stolas whispers, pecking a kiss to his imp's head.

"I really do love you, Stolas." Blitzø whispers, looking at him worriedly.

"I don't doubt it." Stolas replied, his voice oozing with sincerity. "Goodnight, Blitzy."

"Goodnight, Stolas." Blitzø says with a grin as he closed his eyes, sleeping peacefully for the first time in almost two decades.

And they lived happily ever after...

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