"Do it?"

Stolas blinks down at Blitzo with a wide-eyed expression. Oh... oh bold of him to ask such a thing to someone he only just got reacquainted with. Again, two voices tore at him. The dutifully son screamed at him that he was promised to another. He needed to father an heir! Satan, his father would be furious if he ever found out about this. But... on the other.... Did he want to spend his first time with a woman he felt nothing for? Something about her needled at his insides. Fuck. Call him easy, call him mad for wanting to give it all away for an imp he only spent a day with as a child. There was no denying the sparks he felt between them... Everyday those bars inched ever closer... Forgive him if he wanted to be a little selfish.

Stolas held the imp's eyes with his as he wordlessly got up on his knees to reposition the heat that was building between his thighs to sit squarely on the hard spot that rose up from Blitzo's tight jeans. Pressing down against him, the goetia slowly rocked his hips.

"Do with me as you wish..." Stolas breathed down at him.