Stolas let's his black jacket slip off his shoulder to sit at the crook of his elbows, putting all his soft gray feathers on display. The way the imp looked at him with heat in his eyes... it was enough to make his quills stand on edge.

The young prince bit back the urge to say that he's never had sex before, but he might have been clued in when earlier he stated that he's never been kissed. Though, he did know what made him feel good. Stolas wasn't completely innocent in the ways of his own anatomy. He was a teenager with... curious needs after all.

"Your first time with a goetia? Well then, allow me to educate you on avian anatomy." Again Stolas rocked his hips deliberately down on the apex of Blitzø's bulge. His talons tighten on the imp's shoulder as he shutters a soft moan. "Lesson one.... we are very sensitive to rubbing."