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[Another lustful squawk bounced off the wall of the prince's bedroom, his feathers standing on end. Thankfully for him, his daughter was away for the weekend to spare her the naughty sounds of her father getting unapologetically railed. Though the same however could not be said about the poor unfortunate imp Help Stolas had roaming in the palace. The pleasure that racked his body temperately rendered him unable to form proper words other that proclamations to a higher power. Blitzø was far too good, and he knew it. Bully him more.

Somehow, Stolas mustard up the strength to speak between his whimpering gasps.]

FUck- Yes! [Pants.] Give it to me Daddy~ I'm your filthy little whore.

Fuck, Stolas...

[Sometimes, the man just made him speechless. It was just them, just the heat of their mingling bodies, just pleasure and wetness and dirty fucking ~~love-making~~. Grabbing the owl's hips, Blitzø plunged deeper and folded him harder, all so he could actually reach that heart-shaped face for a sloppy, horny kiss.]

[When Blitzø said he was going to fold him in half, he really meant fold him in half. The imp was putting the bird's flexibility to the test with the goetia's knees almost around his ears. But Blitzø wouldn't hear any complaints from him as he eagerly returned the sloppy kiss, snaking his long tongue around his. The way Blitzø devoured him like some wild beast excited him. Made him feel that the imp hungered for him, wanted him.

Fuck, Blitzø was in deep. With each penetrating thrust, the owl swore that his dick was kissing where a belly button would be. A tingling heat started to grow in his belly causing his insides to pulse and tighten. He was almost there, the a tidal wave waiting to crest. Lowering his arms that were bracing them from the board he wrapped them around the imp's back to hold him close as muffled moans passed between their lips.]

[Hell yes. The way Stolas was so loud and deliberate and present was fucking hot. Every thrust got a squeak, a moan, a cuss, all muffled in their wet kissing. He definitely wasn't going to last much longer than this, not that he'd mind fingering or eating out his bird if the other didn't make it.]

I'm gonna pump you full, fuckin' feathery cumdumpster, you're gonna beg for it. Gonna make your insides burn. Be a good cumdumpster for daddy and take it.

[Oh Satan, it absolutely drove the owl mad when Blitzø lost all control. Seeing the imp so into this just amplified his own pleasure ten fold. He made Blitzø this way, he made him want him. It was the best euphoria the prince could ask for. As long as the imp held it, the goetia returned the feverish kiss consumed by his desire for him. But when Blitzø pulled back, Stolas took that as a chance his catch his breath.]

Oh fuck, yes! Give it to me, my big dicked imp stallion. Fill me to the fucking briiiiim!

[The owl's last word sounded more like a loud squawk than any hellish tongue as his whole body seized, claws digging into the imp's shoulder blades. Stars flickered in the prince's eyes, hitting his peak causing his insides squeezed down tight and his legs to tremble in the air. Sweet merciless Satan, he's never came this hard before. Even after when the wave subsided, he clung to Blitzø though his breath was labored and head hung with messy feathers.]

[Fuck, Blitzø came hard too with how wild Stolas got. Heavy smooching turned into impish growling as he pulsed over and over in orgasm, going from kissing to nibbling to feisty biting at Stolas' neck to milk their pleasure for all it was worth. Fuuuuuck, that was a good one, and they hadn't even gotten out any of the fun toys they usually did to goof around beforehand.]

Fuuuuck... damn, Stolas...

[A chuckle rumbled deep in the owl's throat, lifting his head to look the imp is the eyes.]

Where you a bit backed up, Darling? Better have more in reserve~ I won't be satisfied until you're cuming dry. [Stolas peppered the imp's face and neck with lazy kisses.] Give me five minutes and I'll be good for round two.

[After spending that night getting frisky, wild and losing 'count', it's back to business as usual at-- well, business.

By the time Stolas is trying to call him, it's in the middle of work. So his initial response is,]

call u back

[Which left the owl to sit on the news for like.. an hour. Before he got a follow up text.]

ok gud 2 talk

[Stolas had a death grip on his phone the whole time waiting for Blitzø to get back him. Anxious he paces his bedroom and paused in front of his full length mirror. Staring back at him was his altered self from that wild, and passionate, night. He had been stuck in this body for over a week, stumping him as for the reason behind it. Countless times he read over the spell thinking maybe he made a mistake, but no matter what he tried, nothing worked. It wasn't until today he finally figured out why.

It was barely noticeable at first, the bugle is gut. Could have been caused by eating fat too much. Which... his appetite had shifted. However there was no denying it now. It was still hard to miss but there was a beginning of a bump emerging from the owl’s pelvic region. An egg.

Dressed in his red robe, he brushed his palm over his stomach. There was a whirlwind of emotions that collided together. Excitement, confusion, and fear. It started the goetia when the phone buzzed in his hand and he adjusted his night gown to conceal his secret.]

I have something urgent I need to discuss with you. I know you're busy but I really would like to see you. I feel this news requires a face to face conversation.

[Oh great, sounds serious and probably bad news. Looking forward to THAT. Could Moxxie and Millie handle the job and the customer on their own, even with how unruly the customer was being? Eh... they had Loona, they would probably be fine and Millie could be trusted with the wrap up of the sale afterwards. After a bit of false starts when typing where he was initially typing all those thoughts out, he finally just sends,]

b ther in 10

[Enough time to wrap up and give instructions and then portal his way into the palace.]

[By the time Blitzø portaled himself to Stolas’ room, the giant owl had stopped his nervous pacing and was sitting on the edge of his massive bed. There was no hiding that he was sporting the same appearance from the last time they where together. Even though that the prince managed to collect himself, somewhat- his crossed leg was bouncing, there was still a tense look on the goetia's face. The moment to laid eyes on the imp, Stolas bolted up off the bed.]

G-good evening, Darling. Thank you for coming on such short notice. Please come in. You might want to sit down.

[Oh. Oh, he was DEFINITELY still curvy. Blitzø nodded, frustrated mood dissipating as he sat down on the bed next to Stolas.]

Figured out some shit, huh? Congrats. What're your pronouns, now?

My what? [Cue some confused blinking at the imp until it clicked, eyes fluttering.] No no no! That's not it. I'm quite comfortable in my own body. I've been stuck like this since our last rendezvous.

[Stolas took a moment to collect his thoughts, playing nervously with the long feathers that framed his face. Oh dear... here we go. What would be the imp's reaction to all this? Moving to stand in front of him, Stolas huffed a long sigh.]

After you left, I couldn't figure out why I wasn't able to return to my original form. I must have tried that spell a dozen times, but noting I did worked. It recently came to my attention on to the reason that is.... Uh... You see... [Stolas' eyes darted to the floor, tapping his talons together.] I didn't realize when I performed the spell the extent of how it would change my body. So when I changed my sex it did more than alter my outward appearance. Blitz.... I'm gravid.

[As emphasizes he adjusted his robes in a way to display the small protruding bump that was growing in his belly.]

...Really?

[Blitzø's eyes dart up and down...]

Really? I'm gonna be a dad?

--IF. If you actually lay it?? Shit. Shit. Fuck.

[PANIC...]

Fuck. If you don't wanna then I'll take them, okay? Err, shit, it's still your body first, fuck, but if it's raising them then, then I'll take them.

Wait. Fuck. The royalty thing. I'm not supposed to be in the picture at all. I d-don't-- I guess I can... if I can't be around... I guess that's... fuck, I don't want to abandon them--

[Oh, how his heart completely breaks at that idea. What an interesting example of Blitzø spiraling in real time!]

[Blitzø sent the owl on a roller-coaster ride of emotions as he rattled off. First Stolas felt relief at the imp's initial reaction. But then... but then... the downward tailspin was having caused the smile on his face to fade. Woah woah woah! Slow down! As Blitzø stopped his ranting the goetia gently reaches out to cup his face on both sides, trying to ground him as he tilted his head up to look him in the eyes.]

Easy, Darling. Not for a second did I entertain the idea of you not being this baby's father. You think I give two flying fucks what the other Royals think? I want you... I-I mean if you want to.

[R...relief..... he gets to see his baby. Their baby. Holy fuck he's gonna be an adoptive dad AND a bio dad. Holy fuck. His head is SPINNING.

Gently, he goes to touch that bump, curious if the shell's already hard and can even be felt-- but he pauses, looking up at Stolas as if asking permission.]

I want to be here. I really, really want to be here.

I was hoping you would way that...

[Stolas met that imp's gaze with a tender look, pulling his talons away from Blitzø's cheeks to take his out stretched hand to guide it the rest of the way to his belly. There was a firm softness to the to the mound. Something was definitely living and growing inside him.]

I still have a few more weeks until I'm ready to lay but... There's still a slim chance the egg might not be fertile. I mean, it hasn't happened yet but I would hate to get your hopes up. All this is... uncharted territory. There has never been a hybrid imp-goetia before. [The owl paused to flash him a playful smirk.] But we could always... try again. Getting me pregnant on the first attempt is rather impressive~

[He doesn't want to think about how many times it took him and Stella to have Via...]

You're serious?

[Blitzø swears his brain just broke. Cracked like an egg and now is a big runny mess. Why's he so happy?? He is very, very careful about not pressing too roughly.]

H-hey, call me when this is happening, okay? Having a baby sounds scary to do by yourself. The clients that go into labor in my office are always losing their shit.

Of course I am. I wouldn't jest about something like this. I would have one hundred babies with you.

[Well, that number was a bit of an exaggeration but hopefully he got the point.]

For the hatching? Well that's quite a bit ways off. After I lay the egg needs to be incubated for nearly a month.

Nah, I mean, I wanna be there when they hatch too! Holy shit, a month. I meant when you have to lay the egg? How long before then?

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