#blitzo x reader

[girlboypersonthingy]

Imagine blitzø's reaction if he was hooking up with you for the first time and he discovered you have a horse tattoo 😂 man would lose his damn mind lol

-🐈‍⬛ hazbinshusk

THIS…I BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS FOR MONTHS OMFGGGGG sorry again for being gone forever.

TW: like almost smut but not quite, 18+ on this post,

Notes: LISTEN it’s been a minute since I’ve written anything okay? Take it easy on me. Blitzø invites reader to Ozzie’s when spying on Mox and Mills instead of Stolas. He takes reader home after aaaaand 👉👌 not full sex so this is GN reader. Couldn’t think of a title for the life of me…anyways ENJOY~

As your hands roam slowly and aimlessly across his shoulders and neck, Blitzø keeps both his claws glued to your hips as he kisses you. He kisses you messily, happily but without much care. He’s pretty drunk…and ready for a good end to a shitty night. “Fuuuuuuuck…you’re like the hottest thing that’s ever agreed to hook up with me.” He pulls away now- well, he stumbles away before chuckling softly. Blitzø leans against the door frame of his apartment, fumbling with his keys as his eyes examine every inch of you. “Why…are you letting me do this again?” After several seconds of him jingling the keys around without even looking, you can’t help but laugh at him. He looks less serious and lustful suddenly, now more genuinely confused and legitimately questioning.

“Hurry up and open the door, stupid.” You reply with a mischievous smirk then swoop in quickly to kiss his face as you palm his half-hard cock through his pants. Blitzø’s insecurities and lingering sober thoughts are washed away by the feeling of you all over him. The feeling is so spectacular that…He drops his keys…then mumbles some incoherent curse words under his breath before capturing your lips with his own. As you gently moan into the affectionate kiss, he leans down to grab the keys very slowly, making you smile against his lips but follow along, gradually lowering down to the floor as you keep your mouth on his.

Finally, after a few seconds of swapping spit with the imp before you, he breaks the kiss and grabs you by the arm, yanking you up with him. That hot, slow and clumsy kiss seemed to sober him up for a second, just long enough for him to get the door unlocked and open. A growl leaves his throat as his smile grows ear to ear, all the while he’s grabbed ahold of your waist and begun guiding you backwards into the open doorway of his home. His lips find yours again, his sharp teeth teasing your bottom lip painfully, his hands grip and then loosen and then tighten again on your sides. Muffled yelps and soft sighs sound from you as you allow him to take you where he wants you.

Before long, you’re sort of turned to the side by his guiding hands, shuffling backwards and FLOP! Your back meets the couch and a few seconds later, Blitzø’s body is flush against yours, lips back into a rhythm with yours. Your fingers feel his warm skin. Holy shit, is he shirtless? How did he manage that so fast? Blitzø lets his hands venture over your chest and stomach briefly before he’s tugging at your top, wanting that skin to skin contact with you immediately. Your hands attempt to help him in getting rid of your shirt but you just sort of get in his way.

Blitzo huffs and grabs your wrists, pinning your hands above your head as he glares down at you. His eyes look over your face, his smile only getting bigger as he watches you wiggle and tug against him. Without a word, he releases your wrists and goes back to your shirt, getting it off easily this time around. That gesture left you a bit stunned, definitely excited and throbbing between your thighs.

As soon as your shirt has been tossed to the ground, Blitzø has his mouth all over you. His knee slides up between your thigh and puts pressure where you need it most, his long tongue softly teases at your neck and collar bones as his hands fumble with the hem of your pants. His knee presses further, his hands squeeze your thighs and hips repeatedly as he sucks and bites a mark onto your shoulder. As soft moans and quickening breaths leave you, it’s all becoming too much. It’s too difficult to wait any longer. You have to speak up, tell him what you want or he’s gonna go on teasing forever I’m sure-

“HOLY FUCKING HELL!!! YOU-YOU HAVE- WOW HAHA OH MY GOD. CAN YOU BE ANYMORE PERFECT?!” His words jolt you from your place of building pleasure, making you sit up a bit and eye him. Blitzø is leaning back now, admiring the art work on your body. Regardless of its back story…you have a horse tattoo. And horses happen to be one of Blitz’s favorite animals so yeah, he gets excited and has to geek out for a moment. “Ugghhhh you’re so fucking hot…” He groans in disbelief of his current situation, rubbing his forehead as he continues to admire your half naked body and the tattoo(s) that decorate it.

Of course, you decide to tease him on this. “Oh you like horses huh?” Your smile is huge, matching Blitzø’s now. “I do~” He says in a deep and hushed voice, leaning in closer and closer. His breath smells like alcohol and his eyes are trained on your mouth and the way your lips move as you speak. “Me too. I’d say I’m a pretty good rider~” Your snarky wink and quick reply nearly has Blitzø foaming at the mouth.

“Oh. My.- Get over here.” Before you can argue with him, Blitzø stands up off the couch and pulls you along with him. In an instant, he’s fully stripped both of you of your clothes now. Blitzø slumps back into the couch, his erection hard and as eager as he is. He puts his hands behind his head before giving you a searing stare down, his eyes lingering on your awaiting crotch.

“Okay, cowboy. Show me whatcha got~”

[onetoomanyfandomfixations]

Helluva Boss Characters Reacting to You Asking for a Hug

Tbh this series is just for my own enjoyment at this point lmao

I’m so normal about them, I swear.

BLITZØ

Honestly, it depends on what type of relationship you have with him

Familial relationship? Best BELIEVE he’s coddling the shit outta you rn

^ def a cheek pincher

“Hey sweetie? Do you need me ta fuck someone up for ya?”

But if y’all are platonic, or SATAN FORBID

R O M A N T I C ?

Ur not getting Shit

Well, until you start crying

“You’re a fuckin’ baby, you know that?”

Very casual hugs

Always sits his chin on you

Will complain the entire time

But you both know he loves you

LOONA

“Oh shit, you good?”

She’s blunt, not heartless

Honestly pretty touched that you asked for a hug instead of just going for one

Like her adoptive dad, very casual hugs

Usually just slings an arm over your shoulders

Won’t talk to you about it

Y’all just sit in comforting silence

Don’t let anyone point out that she’s letting you touch her

Will get v flustered

Depending on how you both feel - may let you play with her hair to self regulate

MILLIE

“Sure thing, hun!”

Doesn’t matter who you are, or why you need a hug, she’ll take it

Physical affection is her top love language idc

Squeezes super super tight

Like, you can barely breathe

Gushes over how sweet you are

Will probs pepper your face in kisses too (doesn’t matter what ur relationship with her is)

((Millie is a strong believer in non-romantic kisses, she told me herself))

Will probs ask Moxxie to bring y’all a drink

MOXXIE

“Uhh, you sure you want a hug from me?”

Yes babe I’m sure

Doesn’t think he’s the best one to be comforting you - will palm you off to Millie if he can

But will be offended if anyone else says he can’t look after you

^^ Gets all huffy about it

Distraction is his new best friend

Will tell you a mixture of stories and fun facts to try and make you feel better

Will also make you a hot drink

If you want to, will talk out your feelings with you

STOLAS

Babes just blinks for a hot minute as your words register with him

Has the softest smile

“Of course, dearest. Come here.”

A hug isn’t enough for him, you’re in for a full blown cuddle sesh now

Likes the feeling of having you fully wrapped up in his arms

Forehead kisses. Forehead Kisses.

Will sometimes swaddle you in blankets like a literal baby

Hums softly for you

Tries to ask what’s wrong, will def push the subject

He just wants to fix it, okay?

Will just,,, smother you in affection until you’re okay

And then some

OCTAVIA

Judgemental eyebrow raise.

Judgy, judgy girl

Y’all gotta be CLOSE for her to hug

((But not really, she’s so touch starved its not funny, but we don’t talk about that-))

Long, comforting hugs

If u end up crying, will fix your makeup for you

Don’t mention it though

Like, literally don’t mention it or it won’t happen again

She probs just breathes a sigh of relief when y’all hugs

Holds on a little too tight, for a little too long

If you ask first, she’ll start coming to you for hugs now too

FIZZAROLLI

Baby. Baby, baby man.

Will wrap his arms around you several times over

Another really tight hugger

You had shit to do?

Sike, not anymore

Now you’re spending all day with Fizz

Your fault, you started it by asking for a hug

Is super worried about you, but tries to play it down

Will do stupid shit just to see you laugh

Will ALSO flirt with you until you can’t stand it anymore

ASMODEUS

Immediately concerned, does not try to hide it

Much like his bf, cancels all plans for today

Y’all are gonna be chilling in bed and cuddling now

Just kinda,,, scoops you up?

Definitely plays with your hair

Gives a SOLID head massage

So so gentle and sweet

Just lays you on his chest

Draws pictures on your back and makes you guess what he’s drawing

^^ he does this to help ground you

Tbh he’ll probably drag Fizz to bed too, so know they’re both looking after you

Mans isn’t gonna let anyone get left out

[voxsremotec0ck]

Imagine

Getting kidnapped/captured with your boss Blitzø wasn’t ideal, obviously, but you aren’t really worried. The two of you are assassins, not to mention your assassin coworkers were no doubt on their way, so it’ll be fine.

Your captors leave the two of you alone in a locked room tied up together. It was obvious that you and Blitzø had pissed them off your endless stream of sarcastic quips and insults.

“Alright, what’s the plan?” You ask, wiggling in your restraints to see how much give they had. Not much.

“To break out, what else?” Blitzø said, and you looked over to watch him slide a knife out of the sole of his shoe.

You just stared at him with wide eyes as he cut himself free, trying to figure out why you suddenly felt hot all over.

Blitzø finished cutting his binds and turned to you, ready to cut you free as well when he noticed your expression. He smirked at the blush staining your cheeks and crossed his arms, “Well well, didn’t take you as the knife kink type.”

“I- no-“ you stuttered and Blitzø chuckled before cutting you loose.

“Oh my dear second favorite employee,” he said, booping your nose with the flat of the blade, “We’re definitely talking about this after we escape.”

IT WAS HOT OKAY LEAVE ME ALONE

[voxslays]

SATAN’S S/O HEADCANNONS

Satan with a sinner S/O!? Crazy right…? Not really. He would totally have you in the court room helping him relax, all the while he is casually sentencing a poor random imp to death for the smallest crime. Yeah…you’ve got to work on that.

Bodyguards? What are those? Unless you aren’t with your dragon boyfriend (in which case he will likely either hire a highly trained team of the best assassins in wrath to protect you from any idiots with a death wish, who will face his wrath…ha-!), He can protect you. He is a gym bro afterall.

Is definitely softer with you than most people. When he is throwing a raging tantrum, who is there to calm him down? Yogirt You of course! Will also totally show you off to the other sins, especially Lucifer. “Lillith can do this? Well MY S/O CAN DO THIS!”

[hellvcifer]

they get jealous when you're talking to/about someone else

ଘ smau┊part 2 ft :: vox, lucifer, adam, blitzø // gn!reader note :: hopefully this makes up for last smaus angst hehe <3 warnings :: jealousy, suggestive, pet names used instead of y/n, MDNI !!

vox

lucifer

adam

blitzø

[hazbinshusk]

a masterlist of my unofficial attempt at this year's kinktober event. 25 days of kinky x reader love. all fics are 18+ in nature, so please, mdni. hope you enjoy, please remember to like/reblog your favourites, and I'd love to hear your thoughts :)

Note: almost all the reader characters are afab. their relationships with stolas and angel are qpr within the larger poly!dynamic. husk and blitz serve as the hinge in these dynamics. individual fics will note which ones feature gn!readers.

colour coding: huskerdust | husk | blitz | stolitz

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day one: breathplay

day two: titty-fucking

day three: mirror sex/body worship

day four: balcony sex

day five: lingerie

day six: phone sex

day seven: sleepy sex

day eight: shibari/sex toys/overstimulation

day nine: handjobs/public

day ten: nipple play/temperature play

day eleven: massage/blowjobs

day twelve: keep quiet/formalwear/semi-public/gags

day thirteen: cream pie/cum eating

day fourteen: heat sex/breeding/touch starved

day fifteen: pegging/anal/praise kink

day sixteen: mutual masturbation/camshows/sex tapes

day seventeen: handcuffs/blindfolds/marking/flogging

day eighteen: free use/authority kink/daddy kink

day nineteen: cockwarming/in the workplace

day twenty: size difference/monster fucking/thigh fucking

day twenty-one: voyeurism/dry humping

day twenty-two: bath sex/thigh riding

day twenty-three: knotting/hand kink

day twenty-four: face-sitting/spanking

day twenty-five: aftercare

[mourning-city]

Blitzø x Fem!Reader

Request: This was requested by a friend of mine :) Now, she didn’t give an outline/scenario, so I’m going to place it in the first episode!

Background: Reader is an imp that works for Blitzø, much like Millie and Moxxie. Co-workers to lovers? Mutual crush.

Story outline: Reader works with Blitzø, and it’s no secret that they’re down right in love with each other. Well- It is a secret to Blitz, ‘cause he is the king at ignorance. Contains pet names.

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With busy streets and honking cars, a meeting took place in a fairly sorry excuse for a work studio.

Blitz paces at the front of the room. He claps to get our attention before speaking, “All right, now I know business has been a.. bit slow…” He moves one hand to his hip, keeping one in the air to emphasize his words, “lately, yes. It’s no one’s fault! Okay?” I look at him with an eyebrow raised as he brings his hands up, fully facing us. Ya’ Know he’s going to blame… *someone* he hits his hands on the table we sit at. “I’m not naming any names here-” here it comes.. I sigh at what’s coming next. “Moxxie.” 

I, and Moxxie give Blitzø the same look. “Now.. I don’t think it’s his fault…” I mutter, slinking back into my chair.

“Now, does anyone have any bright ideas?” Moxxie’s face now looks completely with discuss as he looks at him, to which I snort at. Blitzø looks at me, having a short lived smile gracing his lips, before looking forward, and continuing his lecture. “On how we can get business drummin’ up again?!”

I jump as Millie enthusiastically suggests, while standing on her seat and leaning over table; “What. About. A car wash?” 

“Why a car wash..?” I ask, “To be frank, it really mostly helps with school fundraisers… in the living world.”

With Blitzø's arms crossed, he brings an argument to Millie, “Yes, what [Name] said. And this is Hell, Millie.” He throws his arms out, “No one cares about CARS BEING CLEAN HERE! Okay?!” He rubs his temples, before getting quite, the mood changes with it. “Oh- What about a billboard?” I swear to Satan’s red Hell, that he just summoned sparkles out of thin-air with the childish-cheeky attitude.

Moxxie looks to the side, “We can’t afford a billboard, Sir-” he trys to explain, before being interrupted by Blitzø sliding next to him, and throwing his arm around Moxxie's shoulders.

“Helpful, Moxxie. Really glad you’re in the room right now.”

“This room is drowning with sarcasm, my dear, Blitzø.” I say, with my cheek propped up on my palm, a straight face, and almost hooded eyes.

Blitzø looks at me with jutted out lips, almost a mocking pout, before clearing his throat, and continuing to speak. 

Not before throwing Moxxie off his seat, anyway.

“Have you guys forgotten what service we provide?!” He reaches into his inner coat pocket, fishing out a remote.

As he presses it, the 80’s styled TV turns on and plays an ad that Blitz paid to air. An ad I didn’t feel like participating in, even after all Blitz’s whining and begging.

Blitz whacking a character with a wooden sledgehammer with a short cackle as the other falls off screen. 

While watching it, Blitz stands in front of the TV with raw amusement,  holding a bowl of popcorn in front of Loona while she eats it. Millie sitting on the table, Moxie in front of her rubbing his head, and I, right next to Loona, occasionally reaching for a kernel or two.

“Ah. Those were the good times.” Blitz says as if he was an elder looking back to his teenage years.

“I don’t need any reminding, Sir,” Moxie responds, almost bitterly.

“You tell him, Mox..!” I say with boredom.

“Now- wait a minute, whose side are you on?” Blitz turns dramatically to face me.

“Mine.” I reach over, grabbing a popcorn kernel, popping it in my mouth while I stare at him.

“Anyway…” Moxxie says, “I don’t need any reminding, considering YOU blew most of our salaries on an obnoxious TV ad last week.” He holds his face in annoyance, while Blitzø continues throwing handful after handful of popcorn in his mouth, staring at the TV while sitting on the floor. “One that you then additionally paid to run for a full THREE HOURS on a channel NOBODY. WATCHES.”

I sigh, rolling my eyes, “Blitzø, baby, at the very least look at him?”

He sighs, responding to Moxxie, peaking at him over his shoulder, “Uh- Hey- excuse me! What’s obnoxious about a super fun jingle? All right.” M&M sit back down in their respective seats at the table. “It’s a fun distraction when an advertisement spittin’ bullshit!” 

I exhale dramatically, Not what I meant- “you know what..? Good enough!” I slam my hands on the table, standing up.

Everyone’s eyes widen, looking at me, even Loona.

I lock my hands together, taking a deep breath… “Sorry. It’s just… can’t you two be in the same room without grabbing each other's throats..?”

“Ha-”

“Blitzø.” I interrupted. Pointedly staring at him. His face falls as he clears his throat, waiting for me to finish. “As I was saying,” I side eye him, before switching my gaze between him and Moxxie, “You two are always at each other's throats, bickering, pointing out the others faults.” My grip on the table gets stiffer, my nails scratching the wooden surface. “And right now, it’s just about to get on my last damned nerve…”

They both swallow.

“Now, let’s get back to /business/ shall we?” I sit back down, with an one-eighty attitude and a feigned smile.

“People love musicals, sir!” Millie tries to break the tension.

“Exactly, Millie!” He points at her, then brings his arms to a shrug, “and we’re basically doin’ a musical.” He makes jazz hands, before pointing at Moxxie with an incredulous attitude. I roll my eyes once again at what’s coming. “Are you gonna crush my musical theater dreams, like my dad did?” 

“Well damn, que the dramatics.” I say with an impressed expression.

“Sir-”

“‘Cause right now.. All I see is just my dad’s ASSHOLE talking to me. Crushing my dreams of being who I truly am inside..” He faces away, closing his eyes, and clutching his fist.

“Are you trying to crush his dreams, Moxxie?”

“I- what?”

“I thought I knew you..” Millie leans into Moxxie with a sultry tone.

I blink in surprise. Then I turn to look at Blitzø. Then back at M&M. Then at the table in the areas that I scratched up. I start picking at the indents.

“I’d like to go on record-” Damn, did I space out? “and say that the incident was /Loona’s/ fault. Dispatch is suppose to give us the right info on the target. It’s very simple.”

Oh… That’s what's going on…

“Oh, sit on a dick, Moxxie.” I snort at Loona’s response, quickly looking away and covering my mouth.

Moxie attempts to backhand Loona; “You sit-- Sit on a-- and the-- di-- DO YOUR JOB!” He gives up. He hits his hand on the table, making a small *thump*.

“Hey! Now we don’t blame our screw-ups on Loona, okay?” He walks behind Loona, also ending up behind me as well. “She didn’t do anything wrong.” Blitzø wraps his arms around her, and rubs his cheek against hers.

I smile, even as she growls.

“Are you kidding me sir? She’s awful.”

My smile drops as I look towards Moxie, “Moxxie, not really the time.”

“Oh, please, just because you’re in love with sir doesn’t mean you can just boss us around! You have to agree that Loona is at fault, at least some of the time. And that she doesn’t know how to do her job, let alone have a decent amount of respect for anyone here!”

“Well, that is true, and I will not deny that, but now is not the time, Moxxie-”

“Wait, wait, wait. What did you just say Moxxie..?” Blitz puts his hands up in a back-away motion, eyeing Moxxie wearily.

“I said; just because she’s in love with you, sir, doesn’t mean she can just boss us around. And--”

“In love… with me?” He points at himself, confused. He then gestures to me, “Her? In love… with me?... Yeah. No way. Don’t lie here Moxxie.” He tries to play it off, waving his hand, as if trying to wave away the thought of me actually liking him.

“Sir, is it really not that obvious? She chooses to go with you if we have a split off mission, with just three or all four of us. She asked you directly where you live, and your number so she can check up on you, make surprise visits, and make sure you’re happy, and in no way lonely. She has everything about you memorized. She’s practically obsessed with you, sir.”

His gaze drifts to mine. Wide-eyed. I carry a blush on my cheeks, and an upside down smile.

“I wasn’t really trying to hide it…” I divert my eyes, slowly moving my head to face away from Blitzø. Moving my hands to my lap, I squeeze my thighs with anxiety.

"While we're on that subject," Millie speaks up, "maybe, you should say something. Blitzø?"

"I--..." I feel his hand slowly and hesitantly reach towards me. It doesn't make contact. He slumps it back down to his side.

"Oh, my-- Satan on a stick! The dickwod likes you, too!" Loona cries out. I'm frozen from her volume.

"Good..?" I say. I giggle at myself awkwardly. I look back at Blitzø. "And, you're free when?" I ask, hoping to get him talking again.

"Tonight... tonight's good." So many thoughts race through his head while he answers.

"Perfect," I smile. "I think we should get back to business, now!" I turn away, facing back towards the others.

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Requests: Open

[littlepputo]

Hb head canons of how they would be during yk 🫣

A/N: Idk if I'm going to do a part two to this lovely request

Warnings: smut, Gn reader , Praise kink, degrading kink, semi public sex

Stolas

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I see stolas as a soft dom or a switch.

He likes to take things slow, likes to take his time with you enjoy every moment he has you in his arms.

He most definitely realises on your praises, telling him he's making you good or that he's hitting all the right places.

And seeing as he never got the love and praise he desperately needed from his father or even Stella. He's basically putty in your hands when you do praise him.

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Asmodeus

Heheh

I think much like Stolas he likes to take it slow, enjoying his time with you.

Finding out what places of your body is most pleasurable, what makes you scream and moan out his name.

He's the embodiment of lust he's had years centuries to learn what makes a soul scream out his name.

And don't even get me start on that wife beater.

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Andrealphous

This sassy man knows his way around the bedroom, pleasuring his partner is basically what he's focusing on whenever he gets the chance.

He definitely praises and degrades his partner, anything to get a raise out of them. Hes totally into begging, it makes him feel like he has much more power and control over the situation.

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Blitzø

Blitzø definitely has a high sex drive, and he'll basically do it anywhere. This man has no shame.

It gets him more excited than he should be, covering your mouth to keep you quiet as he basically pounds into you as if its his last day in hell.

Whenever you guys are in his office he'll sometimes if not all the times having you give him a bj while he's talking to a client, trying to keep a straight face.

[cherryrainn]

begging u for some fem reader blitzø smut 🙏 we need more blitzø content in this world

━━ ✧ 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

─ ✩ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ; blitzø + fem!reader

─ ✩ 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 ; i'm proud of this. and YEAH SO TRUE

─ ✩ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ; sexual content, smut, oral sex, penetrative sex, rough sex, dirty talk,

you push open the heavy door to i.m.p headquarters, expecting to hear the usual cacophony of voices and the shenanigans that often accompany a typical workday. instead, you're met with an unsettling silence. the absence of moxxie's chatter, millie's boisterous laughter, and even loona's sarcastic remarks leaves the place feeling eerily still.

raising an eyebrow, you shrug off the unusual quietude and decide to head straight to blitzo's office. the walls adorned with contracts and pictures of past assignments close in on you as you make your way down the corridor.

you've always sensed a strange, electric tension between you and blitzo. the stolen glances, the lingering touches — yet, neither of you has dared to cross that unspoken boundary.

as you approach blitzo's office, you can't help but feel a flutter in your chest. was he even in there?

you've had your eyes on each other for what feels like forever, but circumstances, or maybe just sheer cowardice, have kept things between you strictly professional.

you knock lightly on blitzo's door, already half-expecting it to swing open without a response. to your surprise, the door creaks open almost immediately, revealing blitzo leaning back in his chair, feet propped up on the desk cluttered with paperwork and empty whiskey bottles. was he waiting for you? classic.

"ah, if it isn't the most fuckable employee walkin' through that door," blitzo drawls, his red eyes lighting up with mischief as he takes in your appearance. "took ya long enough."

rolling your eyes but unable to hide the smirk tugging at your lips, you step into the room, closing the door behind you. "looks like everyone decided to play hooky today. even loona?"

blitzo chuckles, lowering his feet to the ground as he leans forward, resting his elbows on the desk. "yeah, somethin' like that. mox and mil.. more like a 'family day out,' or some sappy shit like that. loona.. i dunno. left me here all alone, can you believe it?"

you say nothing. you move closer to the desk.

it's just you and him.

blitzo breaks the silence first, his voice husky and laced with an unfamiliar vulnerability. "y'know, for all the shit we've been through, all the near-death experiences and fucked-up assignments, there's somethin' i've been meanin' to tell you."

your heart pounds in your chest as you lean in, captivated by the intensity in his eyes. "oh? and what's that?"

he smirks, a devilish glint in his gaze as he reaches across the desk, his fingers lightly grazing yours. "fuck the paperwork."

before you can process what's happening, blitzo is standing before you, his arms wrapping around you, pulling you into a rough kiss.

your lips crash against his as he tightens his grip on you, his hands roaming over your body, desperate and hungry. he bites your bottom lip, earning a moan from you, and your tongues dance together as you deepen the kiss.

heat pools in your core as blitzo's hand slips under your top, his claws raking down your back. he pushes you onto the desk, and you find yourself trapped beneath him, his frame pressing you against the wooden surface.

the sound of ripping fabric fills the room as blitzo tears off your top, exposing your bare chest. he lowers his mouth to your breasts, his tongue teasing your nipples before sucking on them. you writhe beneath him, your breath hitching as his fingers trail down your stomach and under the waistband of your jeans.

"tell me you want this," blitzo murmurs, his voice hoarse with desire as his fingers brush against your clit.

"yes, please, i want you," you whisper, your own voice trembling as you cling to him.

that's all the encouragement he needs. in a blur of movement, blitzo yanks off your pants (or whatever you're wearing) and underwear, tossing them aside as he kneels between your legs.

his tongue flicks against your folds, causing you to buck your hips against him. he chuckles, his breath hot against your sensitive skin, before pushing his tongue inside of you.

you let out a moan as he begins to lick and suck at your entrance, his fingers massaging your clit. the heat inside you is unbearable, and you arch your back, trying to pull him deeper inside of you.

blitzo pulls away, his eyes burning with lust as he looks up at you. "god, you taste so fuckin' good."

you reach down, grabbing his horn, guiding his head back down to your dripping cunt. he groans against you, his tongue plunging inside of you once more, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your body.

the wet sounds of his mouth against your pussy echo throughout the room, mingling with the sounds of your whimpers and moans. you feel yourself growing closer and closer to climax, your grip on his horn tightening.

"fuck, blitz," you whimper, your thighs quivering as you teeter on the edge of release.

suddenly, blitzo stops, pulling away from you. you whimper, the loss of his touch leaving you feeling cold and empty.

"why'd you stop?" you pant, your eyes pleading for him to continue.

"i think you can do better than that," blitzo smirks, his gaze never leaving yours as he slowly rises to his feet, unfastening his pants.

your eyes widen as his cock springs free, already hard and throbbing. his hands grip your thighs, spreading your legs open as he positions himself between them.

you bite your lip as he enters you, your walls stretching to accommodate his size. he grunts, his hands digging into your flesh as he begins to thrust into you.

the sensation of him filling you, his cock hitting every right spot, is almost too much to bear. you cry out, arching your back as he pounds into you, his movements frantic and desperate.

"oh, fuck, blitz!" you moan, your hands grasping his shoulders, holding on for dear life.

"that's better," he growls, his voice ragged and full of need.

his fingers dig into your thighs, the pain mixing with the pleasure, sending you spiraling towards your release. your muscles tense, your body tingling with the delicious friction of him moving inside of you.

"are you gonna cum for me, baby?" he whispers, his eyes locked with yours.

"yes!" you moan, the heat building inside you reaching a breaking point.

blitzo smirks, his thrusts becoming more erratic, more frenzied. "go ahead then, cum for me."

you cry out, the coil of pleasure inside you snapping as you reach your peak. your body shakes with the force of your orgasm, the waves of pleasure crashing over you, leaving you breathless and spent.

blitzo lets out a guttural groan, his cock pulsing inside of you as he comes undone. his hips slam against yours, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room as he empties himself into you.

you collapse onto the desk, sweaty and panting, the euphoric afterglow of your orgasm washing over you. blitzo leans over you, his face inches from yours, his red eyes gazing into yours.

"shiiit," he says, a satisfied smile spreading across his face. "i think i love you."

you smile, a warmth spreading through your chest as you wrap your arms around him, pulling him closer. "i think i love you too."

[girlboypersonthingy]

Hey! I saw you were starting to write for Blitzø so I’d love to request something! Could you do Blitzø x fem or gn reader in which reader comforts him after he has a very bad day and reassures him about his insecurities? That man needs to let himself cry in front of someone and also needs a hug! I love him sm I need more works where we can comfort him!! 🫶🏻

SORRY NOT SORRY I SKIPPED OVER LIKE 6 OTHER REQUESTS BC I NEED TO WRITE THIS ANGSTY BLITZ REQUEST IMMEDIATELY ITS TOO GOOD IM SO- 😳🥺 I just wanna hold him…enjoy, anon~

Notes: imp!reader, gn!reader, not an established relationship but mutual crushing and pining, reader works at IMP, angst to fluffy comfort

Blitzø x reader- Bad Day 💔

Blitz had the shittiest shit day ever and was ready to fall asleep and stay asleep forever. Between feeling excluded and lonely after seeing Millie and Moxxie’s displays of affection during dinner at Ozzie’s, then Fizz and Verosika giving him shit in front of the entire restaurant and Stolas being disgustingly clingy as always, Blitz felt himself breaking down, deteriorating from the inside out. It really stuck with him when he heard a restaurant patron shout, “YOU��RE SLEEPIN’ WITH AN IMP?” when referring to him and Stolas. What an embarrassment for both of them. He already has a very low self-esteem and that comment just solidified all his intrusive thoughts- no matter who he’s with, how successful he becomes, how much money he has, he’ll always be just an imp.

Blitzø stumbled through the front door of his apartment, rapidly proceeding to Loona’s room with a small smile. His precious girl always cheers him up, even when she’s in a bad mood…which is always. At the exact moment he sees the note on her door saying that she is out at a party, his smile drops to a disappointed frown. With the upper half of his body hunched over, his arms dangling limply by his sides, he trudges over to the couch and collapses on it with a huff.

This feeling was way too overwhelming- he felt suffocated by his clothes, pushed around and beaten by his own mind. He felt defeated and had no idea how to get himself out of this state of mind. He pulls out his phone to scroll through some pictures, maintaining his lonely frown the whole time. Blitz rolls his eyes at an old pic of him and Verosika. Then, he finds himself looking at a photo of his mom, sister and him, so happy, so close. After only seconds of looking into the picture, all his feelings unexpectedly erupt from him. The tears forced their way to the surface, gushing down his red and white cheeks. His chest felt like it was gonna cave in any second now, his lungs forgetting how to breath calmly.

“Fuck…” He chokes out while tossing his phone aside and sprawling out over the couch. He couldn’t hold it in anymore. He couldn’t stop the tears from welling up and overflowing, he couldn’t slow his breaths, he couldn’t even open his eyes they felt so swollen already. He had never felt so alone before. Laying on his stomach with his wet, snotty face in the pillows, he completely lets loose. A guttural, miserable, shaky moan leaves him as he weeps, his fists clenching around nothing in particular.

Just as he sucks in a quivering gasp of air, the sound of the front door opening caused him to hold his breath and stay completely still. “Blitz?” Fuck…of all people to walk in on him during his pathetic mental breakdown, why you? He’s literally praying that you’ll just go away but he knows you won’t, you’ll keep looking until you find him. He knows this, but he stays hidden and silent on the couch until you finally walk around and see him.

“Blitz? Whats wrong? What happened?” Stepping over to him quickly then kneeling on your knees beside him, he seems to retreat even further away. Blitz scoots into the couch more, turning his head away from you as he exhales then inhales and then holds it again. “Are you okay?” Obviously, he’s not okay but he nods his head anyways. “You can talk to me, Blitz.” Finally, he lets out all the air he was holding in. “I don’t wanna fucking talk right now.” He manages to mutter out between hiccups and sniffles. “Oh…okay.” Your voice a soft whisper now, Blitz again finds his hands balled up into tight fists, his fingers digging deeply into his palms. Dammit…he did mean to snap at you.

But instead of abandoning him, you shimmy your way onto the couch next to him, one arm coming to wrap around his torso as you lay your head against his back. You can hear everything with your ear to his back- his shaky breathing, his soft whimpers he’s trying so hard to hold back. “We don’t have to talk. We can just…lay here. I’m with you, okay?” You pull him closer, his back up against your stomach as you give him a gentle squeeze.

He tried so fucking hard to conceal it, to play it off in front of you, he really did but he lost it again, crumbling apart right in your arms. After hearing the sweet words of reassurance you offered him and the way your hand was now rubbing slowly across his heaving chest and the way you didn’t leave him…he can’t help but let it all out. Blitz softly shakes against you, making your heart ache for him. You’ve seen him in so many different moods and different situations, in so many silly costumes and you’ve heard some pretty vile things leave his mouth but you’ve never seen him like this. He was an absolute mess.

Slowly and carefully, you scoot closer, fitting your knees perfectly in the back of his. With a slight hum and one hand still rubbing his chest, you close your eyes as you rest against his back still. “Is there anything I can do for you?” Softly, you speak as Blitz exhales deeply once again. “Anything you need, just say the word.” Your hand stops the rubbing of his chest as you take a moment to squeeze him again.

“Don’t leave me…” With a crack in his voice, Blitz finally responds before curling in on himself even more. “I’m not going anywhere, promise.” As you nuzzle your cheek against his back. Your reply calms him, allowing his body to finally soften into your embrace. Together, you lay like this for a while, finding comfort in the sound of each other’s breathing.

Eventually, Blitz weakly turns himself around to reveal his somewhat improved mood. His eyes are puffy and glossy but the tears had stopped. His frown is a nasty one, one of the worst you’ve ever seen him wear but his eyes show a hint of something more positive as well- a look of hope? admiration? appreciation? Now facing you and looking at your face right there in front of him, hope, admiration and appreciation all swelled within him. He felt so lucky to have you, as an employee, as a friend… and maybe you two would be more one day. Maybe more…today? Right now?

“Do you think I’m… just a stupid imp? That I’ll always be seen as just an imp?” He can’t bring himself to look at you now, eyes scanning the ceiling instead. “Do you think I’m just a stupid imp? Is that all you see me as?” You immediately reply, watching as he starts to over analyze the situation. “No, no, of course not. You’re…fucking awesome.” His eyes land on your face for a second before they shift back to the ceiling. “So are you, boss.” Blitz scoffs lightly at your words, giving you a disapproving glare. “No! Really! I mean it, Blitz.” A soft sigh comes from him and he’s having a hard time believing your words.

“It’s gonna be okay.” You say with a light hearted tone and a small smile. Gently, teasingly you reach up to his face and use your thumbs to pull the corners of his mouth up into a smile. “Awww! There he is, there’s my guy!” As you pull your hands away, a smile finds your face as you notice his smile doesn’t fall, he’s smiling for real now. It’s not a big smile, honestly it’s barely a smile at all but it’s something. It’s better than the horrible frown he had on earlier.

“You sure you don’t wanna talk about it?” You ask cautiously, not wanting to upset him anymore. “I’m sure.” His reply is immediate and short, making you stay quiet after. Instead of using your voice, you go back to comforting him physically. With one hand on his cheek again, cupping his face this time, Blitz leans forward to rest his forehead against yours. Simultaneously, you both close your eyes and let out a deep breath.

As you let your thumb trace back and forth over the skin of his cheek, Blitz opens his eyes again and takes this chance to just stare down at you, at your eyelashes, at your skin and any little scars or blemishes that decorate it, at your lips as they part momentarily to suck in a breath. Without thinking it over, he kisses you. It’s quick, not necessarily soft because he came in kind of fast but it wasn’t hard or sloppy or anything like that. It was sort of a test of the waters for Blitz. He wanted much more than a measly peck from you but he didn’t want go all in on you and scare you off or weird you out.

To his surprise, before he can get a good look at your reaction, you’re chasing his face as he pulls away. As you lean forward, a shocked ‘mmm’ rumbles from Blitzø’s throat when your lips meet his again. This time, the kiss lasts longer. It remains sweet and simple, there’s no tongue, no spit or even much movement from your mouths at all. After locking lips for a few seconds, you part to finally look at each other. Your smiles mock each other’s, both growing bigger and bigger.

This isn’t at all how either of you imagined your first kiss together. Blitz had something more rough and dirty in mind but he’s beyond grateful that you still respect him after seeing him in such a lowly position. You’re not sure what comes over him as he stares at your lips but he confidently yanks you back into him, kissing you again.

With his mouth still covering most of your own, he mumbles, “Earlier, you said anything I need and now I need you.” The kiss is deepened by Blitz carefully moving his lips against yours, both your heads tilting to find the perfect position. His hands roam up and down your back at an extremely slow pace as his mouth follows along, moving in tandem with yours.

“Yes, sir.”

And the rest of the evening is spent gently coddling and lovingly appreciating each other at such a close range. The kissing lasts so long, that eventually you’re both just lazily pecking each other on the lips over and over and over again with closed eyes and relaxed limbs. It’s nice, it’s simple yet romantic and Blitz has never felt more safe or comfortable in his entire existence.

“And if you tell anyone about this, I’ll kill you.”

“No, you won’t.”

“You’re right, I won’t. But please don’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t. I promise.”

[signedkoko]

Heyo! I return!!!!

Could I get a mammon, blitzø and alastor (separate) with a wife reader who’s really oblivious and ditzy? Sorta like a bimbo?

🦷 anon! <33333

Alastor | Blitzo | Mammon [Romantic]

In which their partner is extremely oblivious and ditzy.

Well, that's what he was here for, isn't it?

To make it look like you know what you're doing, to be the reason or you little 'show'

According to the public eye, if you're his partner then theres no way it's not a character, Alastor would NEVER date a clutz, let alone have the patience for one

Alastor found these little whispers amusing

Everyone thought they had some idea of what he was, but they were always throwing darts at the wrong board

All the better for him, he gets the joy of you making every day new and exciting as well as the strange rumours people came up with about the two of you

Everyone else was just so boring, so pitiful to the overlord

Either kneeling to his every wish, or putting on a face until he left them alone, or the rare run away screaming

But when you bumped into him on the street, you asked him if he was that 'one guy who tortured people and put it online' before you even apologized

Then you asked if he would kill you, and when he said yes, you asked if he could not

Oh yes, that made him laugh alright, you were such a cracking star

Anytime you might ask something stupid, he turns it into a joke and explain it to you later behind closed doors

Falling? tripping over yourself? He catches you and makes it look like a romantic dip, or a small dance

To him, you're cluelessness has its charm, because you've always been so honest and forward about everything that he doesn't ever feel like he has to pull secrets from you

You also amuse his every little quirk, which everyone else just finds weird, so that's a major plus

Oh my god he is so stupid

But you make him look so smart it's insane, just add you to the room and suddenly he's a genius

At first, it was just by comparison, but now in order to compensate for you he is always trying his best to be the smartest he can be

Especially in his line of work, Blitzo doesn't like the idea of making a mistake that could cost your life

So instead he trains to make sure he can save you when you need it

You guys are very damsel in distress/knight in shining armour

Except this kind of backfires because him being so serious starts to get him caught a lot...and you always manage to get him out (usually by mistake)

Like that one time you busted into a room full of 20 armed demons and dropped your gun when they came at you, but it went off and landed in a crate of explosives

I mean both of you were very injured but you both got out soooo

" You really are the dumbest slut I know, my sweetie-pie. "

He gets really defensive about you, though

Sure, he’s your husband so he can make fun of you

But if anyone else calls you anything along the lines of stupid or useless he blows up on them

Sure, you're a bit oblivious, but they don't know your talents, and all the things you teach him behind closed doors

He won't let anyone get away with being cruel to you

A little bit of a roger rabbit and jessica rabbit duo

Honestly exactly his type

Extremely wealthy husband and his bimbo wife?

The newspaper headlines go crazy for you guys and your strange duo, and a lot of photos of the two of you together are popular

Sort of funny looking tree man and his dolled up wifey

He's not really the brightest either, not when it comes to simple things that don't have to do with money or his status

So you are both very oblivious to things that aren't entirely straightforward and always have to whisper back and forth about a topic until you can figure it out

Two idiots in love

Nevertheless, he loves your dependance on him

He likes that you are always by his side in case you need help, so you are safe and sound

He's just as clingy as you are, he always has one arm around your waist

Calls you all sorts of sort of derogatory pet names but in a loving way

Dolly, sweetheart, gorgeous, legs, etc etc

Honestly though you are also probably explaining as much to him as he is you, just in different topics

But he has the confidence to go with his lack of knowledge and obliviousness

And confidence gets you far

" Yeah, like, the moon is full once a week or some shit "

" Isn't it once a month? "

" No doll, that's how often a blue moon occurs. "

" Ohh! Like once in a blue moon? "

Anyone overhearing this shit is fucking rolling in their grave 

Author's Note - Hiii welcome back tooth anon!!! Sorry this took a hot min, for some reaosn this prompt was so hard for me but I REFUSED to give up (Never sleep never what!?!?!) Thank you for requesting, and I hope you enjoy!

[voxsremotec0ck]

𝐇𝐚𝐧𝐝'𝐬 𝐎𝐟𝐟.ᐟ

⋆｡ﾟMaking out with the no touch rule is harder than it seems ﾟ｡⋆

— Lucifer, Vox, Blitzø, Adam

ib: @angelltheninth

Lucifer is confused as to why you even want to do this, like isn’t touching your partner the best part of make-out sessions? When you two try it he realizes that, yeah he was right, holding you is the best part. So fuck the game, he loses if being able to grab your hips qualifies as a loss.

Vox thinks is going to be easy. All he has to do is wait for you to break, which you obviously will, and then he’ll hold it over your head for the rest of your afterlives. Having to buy a new couch after he ripped the previous one with his claws trying to stop himself from touching you was a real humbling moment.

Blitzø loves a good challenge and he’ll win this little game of yours even if he has to cut his hands off. He also plays dirty, he knows exactly how you like to be kissed and he’ll do it until you break. This imp will bring frustrated tears to your eyes with how well he’s kissing you with his hands firmly at his sides.

Adam smirks at the suggestion and leans back in his seat all cocky. It’s just kissing, how hard could it be? Very hard, actually. He never realized how much touch played into kissing until he wasn’t allowed to do it. He tries to ask for a tie, but when you refuse he groan like a bratty baby before grabbing you and kissing you for real.

I just had to do it myself yaknow??

[voxslays]

Could we get more Satan or Vassago Headcannons please?

ofc anon! I’ve never written for Vassago before, so I hope this is ok! I also included Blitzø and Stolas bc I love them. <3

HB MEN IN RELATIONSHIPS

Featuring >>> Blitzø, Satan, Stolas, & Vassago (separately) in a relationship with the reader.

Satan

As we’ve seen in mastermind, this man has EXTREME anger issues. And while I doubt he would take it out on his S/O, that doesn’t mean he won’t take it out on the people looking at said S/O longingly. That’s right, this man is possessive. That guy over there who’s looking at you? What guy? He just threw him into the abyss.

Drinks energy drinks and eats a ton of protein. What’s for breakfast? A protein shake. Lunch? Greek Yogurt. Dinner? Chicken breasts. All extremely high protein.

Not good at comfort, but will let you cry on his shoulder…and then slip away to go murder whoever made you cry. Not on his watch.

Vassago

SPANISH BABY! Will sweet talk/call you pet names in Spanish. Corazón, Mi vida, Preciosa, Tesoro—you’ve heard them all in one way or another. It doesn’t matter if you actually speak Spanish or not—Vassago will teach you!

The two of you have extreme discussions (and gossiping sessions) about both the other Goetic demons and their beliefs. There is no way the night of Blitzø’s court trial Vassago didn’t come home and gossip with you about Andrealphus.

I headcannon Vassago and Stolas are friends or acquaintances in some way or another, so at some point the two of you will meet. You are eventually introduced to Via…and let’s just say you love her! (Platonically.)

Blitzø

Oh man. After years of being friends and earning his trust, you are now in the dating stage. Congrats. Blitzø has closed himself off from almost everyone, so him finally letting someone in is shocking to everyone around him—especially Loona.

You have to take baby steps. Although this imp loves you to the moon and back, he hasn’t been in a committed relationship (not counting Stolas bc they are purely transactional) since Verosika, which ended horribly—because of him.

On the topic of Stolas, I’m not sure if they would stop their transactions. Blitzø needs that book, and depending on Stolas’ mood on loosing the love of his life (his non-requited love is so tragic), he could either give Blitzø the Asmodean crystal like he does in the show and let him be free, or he could be a total asshole about it. Blitzø would feel terrible about it either way. Poor baby.

Stolas

Our beloved owl. Before you two even get together, there is a LOT of yearning from him. He will dramatically stare out of windows thinking of your guys’ future.

Once the two of you get together, he will immediately introduce you to his daughter. And although he worries that the two of you will dislike eachother, you love eachother! The two of you actually get really close and Via eventually accepts you as a new mother of sorts, since I doubt Stella was good to her.

Stolas will find a way to bring you up in any and every conversation. ‘Oh! My beloved partner can do this and that!’ He is completely head over heels in love with his S/O. You’d better not break his precious heart.

[hellvcifer]

telling them you got your period and they take care of you part 2

ଘ smau┆part 1┆part 3 ft :: blitzø, lucifer, angel dust, husk // afab!reader note :: more floof and comfort warnings :: i'm in no way revised on the actuals with the bible so take lucifer's with a grain of salt

blitzø

lucifer

angel dust

husk

[hazbinshusk]

So you know when Blitz ate a bunch of coals and then cuddled up to Stolas to warm him up and stuff?

Yeah, I’ve been thinking about that but with a reader whose on her period and he just acts like a heating pad <3

combined with a kiss prompt request because they're super cute together.

prompt #37: a kiss to the back of the neck.

You groan heavily into the downy weight of your pillow as you feel the blankets beneath you being tugged insistently. “Go away, Blitz.”

You hear the imp snicker, and you respond by blindly tossing your pillow over your shoulder and burying yourself deeper into the couch. You hear the cushion hit the carpet, obviously having missed him, but instead of returning the favour, you feel him smooth his hand up over the back of your thigh.

“You smack my ass, B, and I swear to Satan, I will put a bullet in your dick.”

Your insult is muffled by the couch, but he clearly catches the gist of it, and you can practically hear the eye-roll in his voice. “Christ on a stick, you’re dramatic when you’re on the rag.”

“Ugh.”

You feel him brush hair away from the back of your neck, surprisingly gentle. It makes a shiver run up the length of your spine, as does the equally soft kiss Blitzø brushes against the back of your neck. It does nothing to stop the pain radiating through your abdomen, but you hum gratefully all the same. Or at least, that’s what you intended; the sound comes out more akin to a groan. He chuckles again. “Just roll over, ya big baby.”

“Hnnn…” your brow furrows, your hand pressed to your stomach in a vain hope that the pressure will help ease what the painkillers didn’t. “If you’re gonna try and feed me whatever you just cooked, you can forget it. It smells like burnt.”

“Fuckin’ wordsmith, you are.” he replies, grabbing your shoulder and forcing you onto your back.

“Ugh, why?”

He shrugs a shoulder. “Because I like your tits more than your ass.”

You flip him off, trying to turn back over. “Asshole.”

Blitzø laughs, turning you back onto your back, and he straddles your thighs when you try to roll away again. You make to complain, to shove the imp away, but stop as he lowers himself on top of you.

Heat radiates out of Blitzø’s body, immediately sinking through your skin to ease the cramps that have been twisting through your middle. You can’t help but sigh, your thighs coming up automatically to squeeze around his hips and hold him in place. He hums a pleased smile at the sound you make, nuzzling his chin into the curve of your sternum comfortably. You realise the smell of him now – burning coals – and the heat of them in his stomach radiates out of him and into yours.

“Ohhh… I take back everything I said.”

“Bet your ass you do,” Blitzø groans back as your hand finds the space between his horns and your fingertips begin to massage into his scalp. You feel his tail wind slowly around your calf. “You wanna start apologizin’ now, or…?”

“Shut up,” you mumble, and he grins, moving up slightly to bury his face in the curve of your neck. His breath tickles hotly against your skin, and you let your hand travel down to tease around the spikes on the back of his head. You can feel more than hear the deep, rumbling purr that sounds in his chest and throat at the touch. “You know you’re not getting up for another, like, three days, right?”

He shrugs a shoulder. “Fine. But what if we turned it around, kept that mouth of yours busy?”

You laugh despite yourself, wincing as the pain returns to your middle. “Fuck, you’re a dick.”

Blitzø’s lips touch the side of your neck teasingly. “Yeah, you fuckin’ love it, though.”

send me a prompt and either husk or blitzø

[roo-bi-unrestricted]

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ᴛʏᴘᴇ : ᴍɪɴɪ ꜱᴇʀɪᴇꜱ [2] [3]

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ʙʟɪᴛᴢᴏ

At first, Blitzo started to think that you were joking about this ' challenge ' that you had stumbled upon up in the human realm. Since Blitzo loved a good challenge, he couldn't help himself from participating.

" No Nut November? " Blitzo snickers before continuing, " Who do you think I am, ( Name )? I can last more than a month without cumming. Hell, I could even last a whole year if I really wanted to. "

I could imagine him boasting to you about how he's going to win the challenge and how easy it is for him to not cum, but not even a week in, he's struggling a bit. It doesn't make it any better how you accidentally tease him.

He can't even stare at you for too long. Seeing you come back into the I.M.P building, covered in blood with your uniform clinging to your skin, Blitzo immediately looks away from you and takes a deep breath.

He tries not to be obvious about it, but whenever you walk past him or sit next to him, he would have to move a little further from you. Blitzo even has to temporarily cancel his agreement with Stolas to avoid the prince from seducing him.

Stolas doesn't make his situation any better, either. He will send Blitzo erotic pictures and voice messages of him. It's a struggle to not jerk off to the prince and a huge challenge for Blitzo when Stolas starts to call him.

With Blitzo being a week in, he fails. He called you into his office and straight up told you to give him a blowjob. You could see his raging erection through his pants, and while you would have normally said yes, you turn him down.

The imp begins to beg you to do something to him. Anything. He was a complete wreck by the time you got to the office. You do end up reliving the poor thing, but not with the way he would want.

You give him a handjob.

You make sure to take your sweet time as you jerk him off, hearing him growling and mumbling underneath his breath, demanding you to go faster.

By the end of it, he came on his desk, staining his paperwork and making a mess. When you were finished, Blitzo quickly pulled you up onto his lap. You could hear his strangled and harsh breaths against your neck.

Fuck, you could even feel his cock right up against your ass.

" You aren't going anywhere until you help me fix this mess. I don't give a fuck if the others hear us or if they come in. You started this, now help me clean it up. "

ᴍᴏxxɪᴇ

The idea of N.N.N. came to Moxxie because of Millie. The two of you had been planning to do this to Moxxie for a while now. When telling him about the challenge, he was extremely flustered. Was this going to mess up with his work, and was it going to make him lose time on the tasks assigned to him by Blitzo?

" Millie, ( Name ) I don't know if we- I can do this.. This ' challenge ' sounds concerning, to say the least. It is too much of a risk for us to do so, and we would be wasting time. "

" Aww, come on, Moxxie!" Me and ( Name ) had been waiting for the perfect moment to try this out, and now we got the opportunity. Come on, let's just try it at least once. "

Moxxie sighs, rubbing the side of his face. He had been thinking about it. He sighs, " Alright... I'll do it. "

" Oh my goodness, yes! Thank you, Moxxie!~ " Millie gives a small kiss to Moxxie's cheek, causing the white-haired Imp to blush slightly. You give the imp couple both a kiss on the cheek before going back to the work that Loona forgot to do.

The challenge wasn't that hard for Moxxie.. well, until his boss started to make lewd comments around him, trying to make him slip up.

Millie teased him a bit, but not that much. She would always whisper what she was going to do to him once the day was done, and it was driving him insane.

" Damn, Moxxie. Is that a boner or are you happy to see me? "

Moxxie looks down at his crotch to see that he was getting a boner from just the thought of his wives. He quickly gets up and bolts into the bathroom, hearing Blitzo burst out into laughter.

While you on the other hand, would sometimes walk past him, letting your tail brush against his leg, and sometimes, letting your hand trail down his inner thigh, making the poor imp flustered as hell.

You would also tell him what you and Millie are going to do to him, which would only make his erection more visible. Moxxie is able to keep his composure and beat the challenge. Millie was quick to take you and Moxxie to bed.

When she finally got her hands on him, she had him pinned against the wall, giving him a few hickeys here and there. She takes him to bed and strips him, and the both of you begin to pleasure him.

Millie explained to him that he was going to get a huge reward for being such a good boy. Moxxie, who currently had a hard-on and was horny as hell, wanted his 'reward' as soon as possible. Seeing the two of you with two large strap-ons really does something to him.

" Fuck.. Please, I want to feel the two of you inside of me. Please, let me have my reward. "

ꜱᴛʀɪᴋᴇʀ

Asking Striker about participating in N.N.N was easy enough. He seemed a little confused by its concept at first but quickly agreed to do it. He even teased you a bit, never expecting you to suggest something so lewd and scandalous

" You want me to not get off to nothin' for a whole month? " He asked you, " Ya know what that means, right? That means you won't be allowed to get me off neither. " Striker has a grin of his face as he saw your face heat up with embarrassment.

" Well yeah, I guess... Sure.. " You grumble before going back to what you were doing. Striker knew that you were going to tap out long before he would. This was going to be fun... for him at least.

The challenge was easy for him. All he had to do was bury himself in a fuck-ton of work, assassinating, and not let his mind wander off. If it did, he'd just think about his job and nothing else.

You, on the other hand, weren't fairing too well. You weren't used to having to deny yourself from your lovers' touch. So when Striker would brush against you or give you a kiss, it made you hot and bothered. You missed him.

Even though he was there with you every day, he was working his ass off to avoid getting aroused. And he did a pretty good job of it. You, on the other hand, didn't. You had no idea how you were going to last a whole month without sex.

As sad as it sounded, you did your best to pleasure yourself without him catching you. When he would go off to work you'd sneak away into the bedroom and fuck yourself with the dildos he gave you. You even got the one with his cum still on it, you were that desperate.

He noticed you acting more needy lately. Striker wasn't stupid. He knew what you were doing while he was gone. He wanted to catch you in the act.

His schedule was empty, so instead, he was going to sit back and let you do the work. You were already in your shared bedroom, laying on the bed.

Striker had come into the room to see you with your legs spread wide and a dildo shoved inside of you. You didn't even realize that he was in the room, too lost in your lust. The loud sequencing noise echoes and merges with your soft moans.

" Well, well. What do we have here?" He smirked, " I wonder where this came from? " Striker chuckled as he made his way over to you, causing you to jolt up in surprise. Before you could even cover yourself up, Striker had pounced on top of you and pinned you down onto the bed.

" Couldn't wait a month without me having a bit of fun?" Striker cooed as his tail snaked its way over to your discarded sex toy, " Maybe I should punish you for breaking our little deal. " He chuckled, pulling the toy from out of you.

" You'll like that, won't ya? "