"OH FUCK BLITZY~" Stolas screamed.
"RIGHT THERE, OH FUCK, DON'T STOP BLITZY~ FUCK ME SO HARD I CAN'T WALK FOR WEEKS. FUCK MY LIKE A DIRTY WHORE UNTIL I'M SCREAMING YOUR NAME, BEGGING YOU FOR MORE~" Stolas moaned loudly, sharp talons digging into the soft bedsheets, as Blitzø thrusts roughly into Stolas. Blitzø rolls his eyes and grabs onto Stolas's hips, thrusting as hard as he physically could.
Stolas grabbed the imp's horns, gripping them as Blitzø thrusts into him mercilessly. Blitzø leaned forwards, not stopping his rough thrusts, and attached his lips to Stolas's neck. Stolas softly moaned as Blitzø bit down hard, drawing a small bit of blood. "Oh fuck Blitzy... please more" He begged, as the imp bit and sucked harder on the prince's neck.
"You like that, huh? Blitzø asked, smirking, pulling his dick out leaving only the tip inside of Stolas. "You liked being fucked by an imp? Someone as high up as you begging me for my dick and loving every second of me ruining you. You like that bitch?" Blitzø hissed. He shoved his dick back into Stolas and fucked him at a harsh pace.
"OH FUCK YES BLITZY! I love when you shove that fat fucking cock up my tight hole and fuck me until I can barely stand up straight!" Stolas cried out. "Oh fuck Stolas... I'm going to cum..." Blitzø groaned, his thrusts becoming sloppy. "Me too... cum inside me, Blitzy~" Stolas begged, reaching down to touch his own aching cock. Blitzø groaned and leaned his head on Stolas's forehead as he shot his seed into Stolas, the owl releasing onto their stomachs.
"Oh fuck Blitzy..." Stolas moaned, the two demons breathing heavily. They cleaned up the mess and Stolas climbed into his bed. "Oh, Blitzy~ do you want to-" Stolas began, smiling, but Blitzø cut him off. "No Stolas. I don't want to cuddle. I want the book, we made a deal remember?" He said, putting his clothes back on. Stolas smile faltered. "Yes, I know you want the book but it's not going anywhere," Stolas said. Blitzø looked at the owl, frowning. "I'll sleep in the same bed as you but if you so much as touch me, I'm walking out."
Stolas smiled and quickly agreed. Blitzø climbed all the way to the other side of the bed and slept with his back to Stolas. Stolas sighed quietly to himself, mentally face-palming for tricking himself into believing Blitzø was his. It was just a quick fuck and nothing more, and Stolas had to get used to it.
He glanced over at the sleeping imp next to him, sadly smiling as he fell asleep, staring at the ceiling, wondering what it would be like if Blitzø returned his feelings.
**
Stolas yawned as he woke up, stretching his body, looking next to him for Blitzø. But he wasn't in the bed. He looked around and noticed his grimoire was also gone. Blitzø had left, yet again, while Stolas was asleep. He didn't even have the decency to leave a note.
Stolas was mad. Not at Blitzø, but himself. He had let himself be fooled into thinking Blitzø cared enough about him to leave a note. He was mad at himself for thinking Blitzø wanted his company, he just wanted his grimoire and nothing more. "I think it's time I stop this.." Stolas muttered to himself.
He pulled out his phone Octavia gave him and opened Voxtagram. He didn't want to call Blitzø in fear of hearing his voice and wanting to continue whatever was going on with them now. He unfollowed and blocked Blitzø, then he got out a paper and started writing.
'Dearest B̶l̶i̶t̶z̶y̶ Blitzø,
I think we should stop whatever is going on with us. I still need my grimoire once a month but no sexual activity is necessary, just drop the book at the doorstep and pick it back up the next day. Knock a few times to make sure someone gets it. I assume you are pleased to hear that we no longer need to engage in such activities and can go about your life as you please. I'd hope to see you another day but I doubt that can, or will, happen.
-Stolas'
Stolas pushed down the sinking feeling in his heart. He knew Blitzø never even wanted to have sex with him. He knew it was only because Blitzø needed the book for his job. Stolas lied on his bed, staring at the note in his hands, debating on whether or not to tell Blitzø face to face or send him the note.
Suddenly the bedroom door opened and Octavia was walking into the room. "Hey dad, can I go to Stylish Occult?" She asks. Stolas hesitates for a moment but lets her go, she can take care of herself, right? Octavia looks at the paper in Stolas's hand and asks, "What's with the paper? Are you writing a love letter to that red dickhead again?" Stolas sighs and smiles softly at his daughter, "It's not a love letter Via, I'm sending a note to... a client of mine, we have to... get rid of him and I don't feel in the mood to do it face to face."
"Oh," Octavia says. "Alright, well, bye dad." Stolas waved goodbye to her and looks back at the letter in his hand. Stolas didn't want to do this but if he didn't stop, he would've been setting himself up for a bigger heartbreak. Stolas found himself looking through his Voxtagram pictures, he hadn't even sent the letter and he already missed Blitzø.
He forced his eyes off his phone and turned it off. He thought of Blitzø, probably with his employees, killing people in the human world. Stolas sighed loudly and got off his bed. He went to find an envelope and he told one of the nearest servants to deliver it to the I.M.P building.
Stolas collapsed on his bed, tears beginning to form in his eyes. "It's for the best." He whispered to himself. He loved Blitzø, as much as he loved Blitzø fucking him he didn't want Blitzø to be unhappy, and Stolas could tell he didn't enjoy being near him. Stolas began to cry silently. He didn't want his servants to hear him crying.
Stolas hated himself for loving Blitzø.
He hated himself for falling so hard..
And he hated himself most of all for putting a false fantasy in his head that he and Blitzø could be happy together...
Look at me trying to write smut AND sad shit-
I just got into the Helluva Boss fandom and I'm in L O V E. I had this idea for a story and I kinda think it's good so far- I have every chapter in drafts and I will post a new chapter every Tuesday!
11/09/22 EDIT: wtf i came back to this story after MONTHS of not even looking at it and I'm honestly in SHOCK at how many comments this has LMAO-
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FanfictionStolas is tired of getting rejected constantly by Blitzø. Stolas cares for Blitzø in more than a fuckbuddy way but has trouble telling him and shows it differently than most, that way being begging Blitzø to fuck his brains out and ruin him until he...
