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“ you’re really good at that. “ [Stolas to Blitz]
Blitz doesn't pause entirely - only slows down enough to look up at Stolas through his lashes, from where he's stationed firmly between his thighs. His tongue, long and strong and absolutely skilled, is exploring Stolas' entrance, only occasionally teasing up to the real treasure of the bud at its apex. He'd discovered very early on the process of driving Stolas absolutely crazy - how to draw out the buildup with deliberate slowness, speeding and slowing as unpredictably as possible to try to elicit delight through the surprises, the little sparks of pleasure preceding the explosion. - Usually the first of many.
Blitz relishes in the sensations. They are everywhere - a symphony of sounds and motions, each of them falling one into another. As he laps lazily, still admiring up the length of Stolas' body, Blitz leans his cheek against one of his thighs - feels the minute trembling, the twitching at the contact, the way it so delicately and unintentionally pulls against the restraints. Blitz is well versed in the language of bodies, and Stolas' is so enthusiastically communicative. He pulls back enough to exhale dreamily against the inside of that thigh, relishing in the fluffing and fussing of feathers that he leaves in his wake.
Then replaces his lips and his breath with a quick grazing of teeth - enough to toy with the line between pleasure and pain, always searching for the next moan that tells him he's on the right track. Whenever he gets one, it lights him up inside - fills him with the warmth of knowing he's done a good job. It's a kind of joy that's so infrequent and shines so fucking bright that he'll stay here for hours, orchestrating every swell of pleasure until Stolas is well and truly spent.
After a moment, he leans up, tail twitching, the spade of it oh so casually brushing against the lips of his pussy, Blitz's claws moving to dig a little into the dips of Stolas' hips - pleasure and pain, never too much of the latter now that they're fucking with love instead of desperation. Just enough to heighten every sensation, to make Stolas pull at the rope, to lose himself in the ecstasy of it.
❝ Eh, I've had some practice. ❞ Blitz's smile is coy, his tail still working gently among the folds, starting to penetrate the hole just a little, searching for a hitched breath. ❝ But, uh, does that mean you can still put sentences together ? Guess I'm not doing my job, then. ❞ He pushes a little deeper, digging his claws a little more into Stolas' soft side, relishing the way the feathers ripple around his hold.
He stays there for a moment longer, if only to admire - Stolas splayed out, flushed and soft, feathers ruffled, expression soft. He looks - fuck he looks happy. Blitz will chase that expression for the rest of his life if Stolas lets him - will keep him in his hold and drive pleasure through every inch of his body, every night, forever.
Blitz lowers himself down, lying on Stolas' pelvis for another few seconds, watching the way his red eyes glitter brighter in the moonlight, his feathers shine brighter, his smile light up. He watches the shifting of Stolas' expression at the different ministrations and angle of his tail, and then - still yearning to look at him, but equally yearning to get back to using his mouth - Blitz sinks back down to his knees and chest and quickly replaces his tail with his tongue.
❝ You don't need sentences to tell me how good you feel, Songbird. Just let go. I've got you; you don't need to think so much. Let me just hear those beautiful moans. ❞
Blitz flicks his tongue up sharply, pressing harder into the bud, holding the pressure, then moving in with lips and teeth, kisses and nips, conducting the crescendo of sensation - every pass, every movement a hymn of worship.
I love you, I love you, I love you.
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the unfortunate thing about listening to the duet on repeat is that there's a hook that reminds me so much of more than survive from BMC & now i need to listen to it on repeat & it's stuck in my head so fuckin' bad.
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just a little housekeeping - i'm still trying to get back into writing mode & tackle threads, but since i've been feeling muse for the inbox lately, i am always accepting unprompted asks AND i've been trying to send more !! so if you get something from me, you're under no obligation to answer - it's just there if you want to, & to spread the creativity and love!
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Stolas is no longer on bedrest, but he's still not back to 100%, probably won't be for a while. The stress of the past few weeks has triggered an early molt, and he'd been pretty much hiding out in his room for a week, attempting to avoid actually seeing anyone. Or at least, that was his usual method of dealing with the embarrassment of losing his feathers. He'd always been told to keep himself out of sight until his plumage was back to the way it should be, that they couldn't risk the Goetia family appearing less than perfect, at any time.
And old habits die hard.
Which is why he's in the bathroom now, trying to deal with the wings he usually keeps retracted, brushing out errant feathers. Usually, he can deal with his wings in an afternoon, but it's much slower going than usual, with his still-healing injuries. He knows he's been holed up in here too long, but he's still working on getting his confidence and self-esteem back, and right now…., he still wants to look his best when he's around anyone else, especially Blitz.
@helldustedstories
❝ Guess who's so fuckin' good at killin' he got to close up shop early ! ❞ There was no denying that it's been a pretty relentless few weeks, in just about every possible way. Blitz hasn't really settled in one place for more than a night - some with Loona, some with Stolas, some passed out at his desk as the business has been piling up at a steady pace for once - and when he's not in the human realm, taking out targets like a certified badass, he's been keeping an ear to the ground for word of Striker - and then, of course, there's Barbie's trail that's come back up that he's been keeping more than an eye on -
Suffice to say, Blitz is pretty damn pleased with himself today.
For once, things were going right. They'd taken three back to back cases and finished them in record time, sending all three human dipshits plummeting right into hell to face retribution ( or, well, one of them to a pretty disgusting makeout session right in his fucking office, but he did charge an extra fee for emotional damages ). Moxxie and Millie were able to slip away early to get some well deserved alone time, and Blitz had given the extra cash to Loona so she could get some retail therapy in.
As for himself ? He'd swung by to pick up some new takeout for Stolas and Octavia - an unexpected delight has been feeding Stolas things he'd never tried before and keeping track of his favorites - and had even washed up to look mildly presentable before actually walking through the front door of Stolas' estate. Something that still sets him a little on edge, despite the fact that he hasn't seen hide nor feather of Stella since he's been camped out at Stolas' bedside during his recovery.
He really doesn't think anything of trodding the familiar path to Stolas bedroom - then the bathroom when he doesn't find him in the bed - and he's about to keep running his mouth when the sight that greets him renders him momentarily speechless.
Wings.
That's all he notices at first - brilliant silver plumage catching the soft light of the bathroom, fluffing out into wings that hang down from Stolas' arms. Blitz's lips are parted, and his eyes wide - and sparkling. He lingers in the doorframe, entranced by the overwhelming awe that comes with seeing Stolas' wings for the first time, heart warmly thrumming up in his throat -
Then he realizes that Stolas is trying to reach practically behind himself and instinct takes over, crossing over to place a hand on Stolas', urging him to lower his arm.
❝ Hey - are you okay ? You're gonna pull something like that. ❞ Up close now, Blitz can't help but admire the soft array of feathers like it's something new and miraculous, because to him it is. ❝ I didn't know ... should I have known ? They're just so - amazing ... ❞
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Helluva boss is amazing...
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* ― ﴾ 𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚠 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚝𝚜 ﴿ : 𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐘 𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.
personally , i’m tired of the secondhand embarrassment. so here’s a random assortment of nsfw actions and dialogue prompts that don’t feel too over the top. ( don’t forget to add [ reverse ] if you’d like to see the receiver perform the action. )
actions.
[ PULL ]: sender pulls receivers hair.
[ HICKEY ]: sender gives receiver a hickey.
[ TRAIL ]: sender leaves a trail of kisses down receivers stomach.
[ HIPS ]: sender pulls receiver in closer by the hips.
[ KNEES ]: sender lowers themselves to their knees.
[ STRIPTEASE ]: sender teasingly strips their clothes.
[ STRIP ]: sender undresses receiver.
[ GRIND ]: sender grinds on receivers thigh.
[ ORAL ]: sender goes down on receiver.
[ PASSENGER ]: sender touches receiver while sender is driving.
[ DRIVER ]: sender goes down on / touches receiver while receiver is driving.
[ OVERSTIMULATED ]: sender repeatedly making receiver orgasm.
[ PUBLIC ]: sender and receiver have sex somewhere public.
[ CAR ]: sender and receiver have sex in a car.
[ CONTROL ]: sender is riding receiver and receiver takes control by guiding their hips.
[ SHY ]: sender covers their face and receiver moves their hands away.
[ EYES ]: sender makes receiver look them in the eyes.
[ BEG ]: sender begs receiver to touch / fuck them.
[ MORNING ]: sender wakes receiver up with sex.
[ STRADDLE ]: sender sits in receivers lap to tease them.
[ CAMERA ]: sender records receiver.
[ RECORD ]: sender is recorded by receiver.
[ MOUTH ]: sender puts their fingers into receivers mouth.
[ LOVE ]: sender tells receiver they love them during.
[ PUSH ]: sender pushes receiver onto bed.
dialogue.
“ you look so pretty like this. “
“ i want to spend all night learning every sound you make. “
“ let me take care of you. “
“ i’m not wearing any underwear right now. “
“ you’re really good at that. “
“ god, you’re so wet / hard …. “
“ i think about you when i touch myself. “
“ tell me what you want. “
“ please touch / fuck me. “
“ i love teasing you. “
“ touch yourself for me. “
“ i get so wet / hard around you. “
“ get on your knees. “
“ you’re such a tease. “
“ tell me you’re mine. “
“ i’m yours. “
“ i want you to cum for me. “
“ i want you to cum in me. “
“ i’ll be good, i promise. “
“ you’re doing so good for me. “
“ you feel so good. “
“ you sound so pretty when you moan. “
“ i could be your toy. “
“ fuck me like you love me. “
“ i’m gonna cum- “
“ i just want to feel something. “
“ i wanna be on top this time. “
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listening to the underworld saga & wow it's giving me so much inspiration.
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i'm in my fuckin ksdjhg tilla feelings
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"You fucks think you can do this every time. Like you can just play with our feelings, because we're smaller and not as important."
HELLUVA BOSS: SEASON TWO TRAILER
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god i'm TIRED (-ω-、) please feel gently coerced to send me things & i'll be around tomorrow since i have a day off :')
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stolas. i thought we could do a little circus roleplay tonight, that would be fun !
blitz. yeah, sure, it's been like 15 years i should be fine
blitz, immediately upon wearing the red nose. WHY DIDN'T MY DAD LOVE ME
stolas.
blitz.
stolas.
blitz. well. [throws himself off the balcony.]
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THANK YOU for your support of being horny on main !!
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having Thoughts™
i have overcome so much anxiety over the years & genuinely i'm feeling consistently good about my writing these days, but i'm torn. i've never really written nsft, or much, because of that anxiety, and i want to !! write more !! but i'm just like - i feel so weirdly vulnerable ??
i'm considering making a sideblog, but EVERY time i make any other blog it gets! so overwhelming ! and i feel like i SHOULDN'T be nervous to write nsft on main, but is it okay that i am ?? and that i want to anyway ?? also, what is there to be nervous about anyway ??
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not me desperately showing clarke clips & songs from west side story & talking about s/tolitz / goetia parallels and frantically theorizing about the possibility of a heartbreaking reprise
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