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Blitza used a pair of tongs to pick up the bear traps and drop them back into Starla's closet with a series of loud, metallic clatters. She didn't have instant-healing magic, so she'd better put away the bear traps before she rolls over in her sleep and gets her arm snagged in one.

"You okay, Blitzy?" Starla asked from where she sat on the bed.

"Just tired." Blitza said, also putting away the dildo she'd been using on Starla and then shutting the closet doors before coming back to the bed. "First I have to kill a billion demon-hunting agents, then I have to fuck the shit out of you. I'm not a machine, Starla."

"Of course you're tired." Starla held out her arms, beckoning Blitza closer. "Come over here, dearie."

Blitza came into Starla's embrace, letting the other woman pull her into the bed. Starla tucked her under the velvety covers.

What Blitza didn't mention was that she wasn't just physically tired (although she was that too), she was also mentally drained from her hallucination. How her hallucination had preyed on her secret fears. Now that she was done having sex with Starla, all her thoughts were about the hallucination again.

"Would you like some hot chocolate? That's what always helps me when I'm super tired and stressed."

"Yeah, hot chocolate sounds fine."

Starla reached for her phone, clicked something on it, and in only a few seconds Starla's imp butler came upstairs with a tray of two hot chocolates filled with marshmallows.

"Thanks, buddy." Blitza said as she took one mug and Starla took the other, then the butler left. Once he was gone, Blitza commented, "Sometimes I wonder what your staff think about me always popping in here."

Starla chuckled. "I'm sure they have mixed feelings about you."

Starla sipped her hot chocolate without a care in the world, but Blitza was still brewing over the hallucination. Beneath her snarky, bitchy demeanour, Blitza did get hurt when people left her. She didn't want to be completely alone, although sometimes it felt like she might end up that way. She had already been abandoned before:

It had broken her heart when her crush/bestie Fizzarollia and her sister Barbie-Wire had cut contact with her.

She thought she and Verosika would get married and be together forever, but that didn't happen. Even though Blitza was the one who ended the relationship, she had still been heartbroken over it.

She had dared to think Striker might have feelings for her, but he used her as a quick hookup and then betrayed her.

Lunar kept on insisting Blitza wasn't his real mother. Which was true, she supposed, but she was the one taking care of him and shit. She deserved to be treated as his real mother even if she hadn't given birth to him.

And Moxxie..... Obviously Moxxie is the person she had learned the most new things about today. She was so rude to Moxxie all the time. But she wasn't lying when she said it's mostly because she knows he has untouched potential if someone pushes him in the right direction. She wanted to see Moxxie become the man he could be, and that meant giving him tough love sometimes.

But was it too much tough love? Would Moxxie end up leaving her? If he did, no doubt Millie would do the same, since M&M are a package deal.

But she tried to remind herself what Moxxie had told her, about his boyfriend Chaz Thurman turning his back on him when they were in danger, and how Moxxie no longer trusted anyone to stick around for him when he was in danger, but Blitza did. That had to mean something. That had to prove to Moxxie that Blitza likes him deep down. Plus, he seemed to genuinely love his job at I.M.P. and he loved how I.M.P. was proving to all of Hell that imps are more than they're given credit for, so she doubted he would quit on her.

As for Starla....... Blitza didn't even know what to think. Millie called them "girlfriends", but they weren't really. Girlfriends do more than just have sex, but Blitza and Starla had never been on a date or spent any time together when they weren't having sex.

Blitza didn't love Starla, did she? She couldn't. But when she'd seen Starla in action today, opening her full eldritch form and ferociously protecting Blitza... it had sparked a feeling in her chest that she'd never felt in her whole life. It was shock, obviously, as she'd always known Starla was a powerful demon but not this powerful. But there was something else there too...

Was that love? Did she officially love Starla now?

Blitza's hand tightened its grip on the quilt, her nails digging into the velvety fabric. God, love could be scary sometimes.

But then her heart sank as she remembered the thing Starla had said before she did her whole demonic eldritch performance. 'My impish little plaything'. It made it sound like she only viewed Blitza as a sex toy, or as a slave who only existed to come stick a dildo in her pussy whenever she snapped her fingers. That wasn't love. That was just horniness and degradation toward imps.

Blitza sipped her hot cocoa and glanced over at Starla, who still sat next to her. Blitza knew all her troubles would be solved if she just asked Starla what her feelings were. The owl-girl was literally right here! But Blitza had always sucked balls at talking about feelings. How do you do it without making it awkward and cringeworthy?

Starla put her emptied mug on the nightstand. "So I suppose I'll see you on the next full moon?" Starla asked, adjusting the straps of her satin nightgown in preparation to go to sleep.

With a burst of confidence, the imp said, "Uh, you know what? Why don't I stay?"

Starla blinked. "Wait, what?"

"Sure. Why not? I'm too tired to make the long-ass journey back to my apartment anyway. And your bed is cozy!" She chuckled.

"But you've... never spent the night before." Starla said in confusion. "I asked you to one time, but you just said "Stop being ridiculous, Starla"."

"Yeah, well, that was only the first or second time we'd had sex so I wasn't too sure. But now that I'm more familiar with your palace and all that shit, I could spend the night." Then hopefully you'll stop viewing me as just a plaything.

Starla was quiet, still unable to believe it.

Blitza bit down on her lower-lip, cheeks heating up with embarrassment. "I mean, if you're not comfortable with it then I'll GTFO." She pulled back the cover and started to get up. "I would hate to—"

"No!" Starla dove forwards and wrapped her arms around Blitza's waist to pull Blitza back down. Blitza just barely managed to keep her remaining hot chocolate from spilling all over the sheets as she got jolted around. "No, silly-billy, I never said that! Stay if you want."

Blitza chuckled affectionately and patted Starla's head. "That's my girl."

The women shifted around until they got comfy in each other's embrace. They faced each other, Starla in between Blitza's arms. Blitza tucked Starla's head under her own arm, the princess making an "mmm" sound of contentment as she smiled and buried her face in Blitza's arm. As Blitza looked down at Starla, looking all cozy and relaxed as she fell asleep in Blitza's grip, she found herself wishing they could be like this every night.

Blitza did find relationships boring at times, but would it really be that bad to come home to a girl like Starla every night?

She waited a minute or so to be certain that Starla had fallen asleep. Then Blitza bent down, smoothed her hair-feathers back, and gave the princess a kiss on the forehead. "We'll be like this one day, Starla. Okay? Just give me time."

The end