After a few days passed by, in Stolas's mansion, a sigh of contentment from Stolas is heard. Blitzø is shown lighting a cigar on Stolas' bed and folds his arms behind his head.
Stolas: I'm sorry for having to move our little rendezvous early. I have an engagement this month on the full moon.
Stolas is shown wearing a ball gag and harness, his hands tied to the headboard with rope.
Blitzø: When this happens, it's not really something I fuss about...
He uses cigarette to burn rope, freeing Stolas, who takes Blitzø's cigarette from him and takes a long drag of it.
Blitzø: But, do you really need the book for this farm bullshit? I have, like, fifteen new clients waitin' for heads to roll.
Stolas: As shocking as it may seem, Blitzy, my grimoire is actually incredibly important. And it isn't supposed to be lent out to itty-bitty imps like yourself.
Stolas puts out the cigarette in one of Blitzø's horns and pinches his cheek before Blitzø shoves him away.
Stolas: 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.
Blitzø pulls a feather out of his mouth in disgust.
Blitzo: Wrath, huh? My employees are from there. I've never really been. I hear it's full of inbred chucklefucks.
Stolas: *sits up* Oh! Why don't you all join me at the festival? I can guarantee you all...
Stolas pulls the covers over his head and his head appears near Blitzø's crotch.
Stolas: ... Special access... *chuckles*
Blitzø: Look, I told you, we're not bodyguards. Okay? That was a one-time thing we did badly.
Stolas stands up with the covers on his head. He does a playful owl head tilt.
Stolas: I'm simply offering a work-free day of fun! I feel quite safe at the Harvest Festival. It's the same every year.
Blitzø: Well, if you promise this isn't some fuck fest invite, it does sound like it could be a blast and a half. Plus, it's not like we can do jack shit without your book anyway.
Stolas: Aww, I'm sowwy your clients will have to wait...
Blitzø: *waves a dismissive hand* Oh, fuck my clients!
Meanwhile, with Y/N and Loona, moaning and gasping was heard in the room as their clothes were seen on the floor. On the bed, they were seen panting heavily and sweating after they had sex.
Loona: *panting heavily* Oh, fuck...! For a human, you have amazing strength and stamina.
Y/N: I'm just doing what I can to satisfy my amazing hellhound.
Loona: *blushes* You really do have a way with words.
Y/N smiled softly and they kissed, enjoying each other's embrace. However, the moment was interrupted when Loona's phone started going off.
Loona: *groans*
Y/N: Ignore it, baby.
Loona: It could be Blitzø, though.
Y/N: Come on, Loona.
Loona: Babe, if I don't answer, he'll keep calling us.
Y/N: *sighs* Fucking Blitzø... Alright.
Loona: Yeah, I know. Give me a moment. *answers* What, Blitzø? I was having a good moment.
Blitzø: Get dressed, Loonie! We're going to Wrath for the Harvest Moon Festival! *hangs up*
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HELLUVA BØSS: I.M.P.'s Human Assassin (Loona Lovelorn x Male Human Reader)
Fanfiction(This story is inspired by a good friend of mine @fearmegu. Go support their stories and follow them to view more interesting stories.) After being abused and neglected by his old family, a young human male was given a new family of demons and devel...
