#then he might not have witnessed how blitz truly reacted?

[angel-dust-addict]

Angel studied Blitz consideringly as he talked about the things he wanted to do to Val. All of it sounded quite fitting. When asked if he wanted to be the one to castrate the moth, he smiled toothily. "Fuck knows I'd love ta be tha one ta castrate tha sonuva bitch. Afta' how many time's he's..." He faltered for a moment. "Afta' everythin' he's done, he fuckin' deserves it. He don't need 'is fingahs no more, neitha'. Or 'is tongue. Make 'im shut tha fuck up. But bafore tha spida' gets 'is tongue, I got somethin' that'll make 'im scream like he ain't neva' screamed fa' hours. I been dyin' ta do that to 'im faheva', ya got no fuckin' idea."

The reassurances were sweet, and he mostly believed them, but he needed proof before he could fully believe them. After all the years of feeling at risk, he needed evidence.

His eyes widened a little when Blitz said he wouldn't mind making videos with Angel. The little smirk that turned up the corners of his mouth was mischevious at best. "Nah, you ain't eva' fagettin' that. But, uh, maybe eventually. Ya said ya wanted ta be a pro Dom, so you'd be in tha industry. An' I do do a lotta stuff that leans that way. But let me get ta know ya betta' first."

Angel shook his head when Blitz asked about the knifeplay videos. "Not a stranga'. I fuckin' wish. Fuckin' Steel's a jackass. An' a god damn sleazy one, too. I don't trust tha guy half as far as I could throw 'im. So no, I really didn't wanna do those, but I didn't exactly have a choice about it. 'S not like Val was gonna let me tap out 'cause I didn't like tha otha' guy."

He had felt Blitz tense up. After all, he still had hold of the imp's hand and he had felt his grip tighten. So he knew there was something related to that that had upset him. But there was no point in lying about it. Angel figured it might be something about the extreme nature of the kink that had been forced on him. Given how angry Blitz had been about the things Val had done to him and the imp having mentioned wanting to be a professional Dom, Angel would guess that was it.

Hoping to put Blitz a little more at ease, he added, "Don't get me wrong, I love all that shit. Bondage an' S an' M stuff. Wit' tha right people. An' I ain't opposed ta knives. I was just opposed ta Steel."

One eyebrow climbed towards Angel's hairline at Stolas's fascination with the tentacles. But Blitz's comments were what drew a reply. "I don't think 'e's even got a phone, ta be honest. Too muchuva luddite. An' 'e's a pretty private guy. But if he helps us wit' Vox, ya might get ta talk to 'im then. An' it ain't humans he hunts. 'Least, they ain't humans anymore. I'd, uh, I'd watch out wit' him. Dunno if 'e's got a taste fa' imps or not. I ain't exactly asked 'im."

He really, truly, adamently did not want to know about Alastor's dietary habits. Knowing he was a cannibal was as much as Angel needed to know, thank you very much. He wasn't snacking on people from the hotel, and that was all the spider cared about.

"Fuck yeah!" Angel said excitedly, squeezing Blitz's hand a little when he mentioned the possibility of Angel working for him as an assassin. "I got a couple'a tommy guns. Really only break 'em out fa turf wars an' drug deals. I ain't got my brothah's skill as a snipa', but I'm a good shot. An' like I said, I can hold six guns at once. Not six tommy guns - too much kickback ta fire more'n two at a time - but give me a few pistols an' I'll mow down as many scumbags as ya want."

That eyebrow began it's ascent once more as Stolas reacted to his current living arrangements. "Yeah, we're on real good terms. I'm 'er test patient fa' this whole rehab thing. Got me outta a real bad housin' situation wit'out me havin' ta move back inta tha studio. I'd soona' be homeless than let Val have that kinda access again. That was why I left in tha first place. An' it was when he stranded me on that streetcorna' fa' skippin' out on that gangbang that I met 'er. Paid me ta sign up fa' tha program, since I'm tha test subject. It was more'n enough ta cova' what Val wanted me ta make up. She'd argue wit' me fa' sayin' so, but I owe 'er a lot.

"An' don't get me started on Cherri. I told tha prince, I met 'er back in tha eighties, an' she came by ta see me one night when we were still gettin' ta know each otha'. An' it was afta... like I said, Daddy gets what Daddy wants." There was a viciously angry sort of spite to the word that turned it into more of an obscenity than a title. An audible sneer as he vented his rage at his situation. But he softened as he continued, "An' she didn't say a word, didn't ask me nothin', just sat wit' me an' held my hand an' let me cry. An' she stuck around. Wasn't tha last time she did that. I stay at her place sometimes, afta' somethin's happened. An' I'm more'n happy ta help 'er out wit' turf war shit or anythin' she needs. She's my ride or die. I ain't about ta take that fa' granted."

He stared at Stolas for a moment, easing the grip he had on the owl's hand. He'd tightened it when he was talking about Cherri comforting him after he'd been assaulted. Tilting his head just a little, he told him, "I think you two're some'a tha only people who think so. Most people think I'm 'prickly', was how Charlie put it. But, uh, thanks. It's nice ta have people like me fa' me an' not just 'cause they wanna fuck me."

As he listened to Angel's explanations of what Valentino considered a punishment, Blitz's tail started to swish, but it wasn't the happy, excited swishing Stolas usually saw, it was more of an angry, threatening type of movement, like a shark moving through the water, waiting to chomp down on the nearest thing that had the audacity to bleed in the deep blue of the sea

It was incredibly rare to see his tail moving out of anger, and although Stolas felt it too, he distantly wondered what exactly crawled so deeply under Blitz's skin about sexual abuse that had him so torn up over every word Angel said...

"Hey..... question time," he said slowly, dangerously, as his tail continued that threatening, thresher like movement

"I usually like taking my kills pretty fast, or atleast at an average pace- guns are my favorite thing for a reason and all- but..... would either of you mind if I took my time with this fucking garbage ass shitlord? I'm thinking... THEATRICS... removing body parts one at a time, keeping 'im hopped up on one of those paralytics that makes you immobile but forces you to still feel everything and keeps ya' awake... I wanna chop up that motherfucker wile he's still breathin'...."

Stolas shivered, though he honestly couldn't tell if it was out of fear or arousal, listening to Blitz drone on in that crisp, venomous tone had a tendency to inspire both in equal measure...

"..Well, I wouldn't mind it," Stolas shrugged easily

"But I'd prefer if you let us do some of the work darling," he added teasingly, earning a hum in response

"Yeah, no, 'course.... sure, just.... I just wanna castrate the fucker- oh! Unless that's something you'd rather do? You get dibs, ofcourse," Blitz added suddenly, attention turning fully to Angel, as if offering him the last peice of pizza

"Nobody's gonna make you do anything you don't wanna do as long as we're around," he promised softly

"And I can't speak for myself, but Stolas is fucking immortal so ya' know, you're safe with him an' all,"

Blitz didn't notice it, but Stolas tensed a little at that, feathers starting to stand on end, he still didn't quite grasp the concept of "Don't remind me that your life is in a far more precarious state than my own" apparently....

"If you choose to do anything at all, ofcourse it'll be on your terms, any videos would be all your choice- the kinks, the themes, the partners, I mean fuck, I'd do a few with ya' if ya' wanted,"

Realizing what he just said, Blitz almost instantly paled and covered his mouth, instantly regretting his lack of fucking filter

"Sorry, sorry, FUCK... I didn't mean that- I mean, I meant it, I didn't mean to say it, I don't-... I absolutely am not trying-.... I shouldn't have-... that was extremely inappropriate-.. fuck... fuck fuck can we please pretend that I've had my mouth shut this entire time? Shit, I'm sorry..."

Stolas, personally, wasn't really sure what to do with that- not Blitz offering to be in a porno video (or several) with Angel- that was damn near expected, knowing his partner- but he had never seen Blitz so flustered like this...

And then, as if to make things that much worse, something else Angel said caused Blitz to go even paler, and- not knowing what to do with the situation- Stolas simply leaped in to help fill in the reassurances Blitz had been making, hoping that nothing was about to fall apart

"Ofcourse we promise that," Stolas insisted softly

"I'm sure you've gathered by now that we're extremely safety-concious people, Blitz won't even engage in sexual activities when he or his partner are tipsy because he worries over consent and physical safety- isn't that right Blitzy?"

Blitz, however, seemed stuck on whatever Angel had said before, not even acknowledging Stolas's assurances

"..The..... the knife play videos weren't consensual?" he asked quietly, moving a little bit closer to Angel, just an inch or so, clearly not wanting to invade his personal space

"They just..... set you up with some stranger...?"

...Ah.. now Stolas understood why Blitz had looked the way he did... those were the first porn videos he'd ever shown to Stolas, wanting to give him an idea of how the kink worked, a "masterclass" he had called them, for someone as consent-conscious as Blitz to find out that something he considered to be a "masterclass" on any kink- let alone one of his favorites, one he'd used to teach his own sub with- was just assault...

Stolas's stomach was churning just thinking about how his partner must feel, and he reached out to place his free hand on Blitz's shoulder, giving it a reassuring squeeze as the subject began to change

Stolas wasn't much a fan of things like cannibalism, but the eldritch magic did fascinate him

"Tentacles? Really?" he asked with a gleam of curiosity

"Oh I haven't seen tentacles put properly to use in YEARS! What an oddly beautifull skill for a sinner to possess! You know, outside of Leviathan's people, tentacles are very rare even among demon royalty," he mused, entirely unaware that not everyone veiwed a fascination for tentacles as the marker of strong magic the way Stolas did

"...Ok, my boyfreind's apparent new kink aside, your radio freind sounds cool as FUCK and I want his fucking number, I don't really give a shit about human meat- it's not cannibalism for ME after all- so I'd be down for helpin' him Hannibal Lecter some people, honestly sounds like a blast and a half,"

Vox or not, Blitz kinda wanted to collaborate with this guy now....

Between him and Angel, he was really starting to find his groove with sinners, apparently, remembering what I.M.P. could be with a few more really blood thirsty souls like Millie on board

And once again wondering why Moxxie of all people had joined his organization to begin with

It was probably Millie, it was almost definitely her

"Well all-fuckin'-right then, it's settled!` The three of us will set up a date to get this plan on the road! I am SO excited to hear what ideas might be spinnin' around in that vengeance-fueled mind of your's Angel, you have no idea, I've already got six or seven ideas myself but they could definitely use a mobster's touch, and as for gunnin' folks down? Not sure how well that'd work on an overlord but good CHRIST do I know some flimsy ass dipshits who're on my call list that can do with havin' a few holes and it would be my goddamn HONOR to give ya' a set of guns and just let you run wild, fuck it'll probably be THEIR honor to get murdered by you if we're bein' totally honest, I know if I was choosin' my executioner, it'd be you or Stolas hands fucking down, but ya' can't really judge by that because with Stolas it is definitely a sex thing,"

"And I'm fine with that, I respect your job darling, but I have no interest in gaining employment from it," Stolas noted with a deadpan- he wasn't exactly thrilled by the reappearance of the "I'd let you kill me" discussion they'd had a few months prior, but he did understand Blitz's reasoning for bringing it up so he decided not to make a big deal out of it

This time

If he kept saying it though, it would start getting worrisome....

"You're staying with Princess Charlie?" Stolas blurted out suddenly, eyes practically doubling in size

There were very few people in hell that he had any real intimidation from but that girl was one he did NOT want to be on the wrong side of, she may have been saccharine sweet and honestly a bit timid, but she was still Lucifer's daughter, and that was a type of power that most of hell's inhabitants just didn't seem to understand- not unless you were royalty that is, not unless you grew up with the deeply ingrained knowledge that the King Of Hell's daughter could end your entire generational line over a temper tantrum if she wanted to...

"Christ and I thought I was out of the political loop, she's doin' that rehab hotel shit thing? Do you like, ever watch the news?"

Blitz, given how casually he was saying this, clearly didn't understand it either- so atleast it wasn't just the sinners....

As if snapping himself out of a daze, he smiled anxiously at Angel, his expression doing nothing to hide his nervousness

"You call her Cha-Cha..? That's absolutely adorable... I... take it you're on very very good terms with Her Majesty then?"

I hope and pray...

"Nugs?" Blitz questioned, catching Stolas's attention

"Oh! That's right, you said you have a pet pig before, didn't you? I meant to tell you dear, I absolutely ADORE animals, I'd love to meet him if you ever wish to bring him with you for a visit! I have carnivorous plants myself who are absolutely darling, you're welcome to pet them any time you wish, I promise they only bite on command,"

Blitz shook his head slowly, hardly believing that for a second- even he hadn't touched the damn plants yet, he loved them on Stolas's behalf but like hell he was going to risk getting a finger taken off just to show he felt comfortable around them

"I'm glad you have a freind like that," Stolas smiled warmly

"You certainly deserve someone who will blow things up for you, and that kind of bond is rare to find down here,"

"I think it's rare to find anywhere," Blitz commented with a small shrug, bonds like that had always been.... fleeting.... for him....

Stolas nodded in understanding, making a note to himself that that would have to be the last time he offered during this visit- he didn't want to upset Angel after all, or make him feel pushed....

Blitz took note of the exchange, very breifly glancing back to just how thin Angel was, and feeling a knot form in his stomach

...So that was another thing they'd have to tackle then, huh...?

"Well, you're extremely easy to grow fond of, pornography aside, it's no wonder you have such a loyal fanbase, you're an incredible person my dear,"

"He's right, I don't exactly get attached to many people but you're somethin' else," Blitz agreed with a nod

"I bet even my daughter would like you, and she hates fuckin' EVERYBODY,"