⬢⬡⬢GLUTTONY RING⬢⬡⬢

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Everyone deserves a fun night out - why not try out one of those hellhound parties that Loona's friend Tex talked about?

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[noctuagoetia]

The owl was beaming brightly as Blitzø came strolling up from the crowd. It might have been the booze sloshing around in his gut, but Stolas couldn't help but get the warm fuzzies seeing his imp looking proud at him. Feeling as limp as a limp noodle Stolas flopped onto Blitzø’s shoulder looking deeply into his eyes with a goofy grin slapped on his face.

"I love you, Blitzy~" Stolas plants a kiss full on the lips right there in front of the whole party just before he was sky lifted away.

Where were they taking him? The prince's foggy thoughts didn't care as he let's out another 'Whoo' as he was carried away from Blitzø. Though some of those hands were getting a bit too curious, making the great owl hoot in surprise.

[helluvaboss]

With THAT big smooch, Blitzø also gets hoisted up and crowdsurfed, completely used to getting groped and grabbed in the process and drunkenly laughing as he 'caught up' to Stolas, the both of them dumped on some couches and surrounded by cheerful, laughing partygoers.

Quickly wrapping his arms and tail around Stolas, no one seemed to find that particularly out of character for the imp - but they did get some hoots and whistles in encouragement.

[noctuagoetia]

In high spirits, the Goetia was dumped on to one of the many couches that lined the dance floor still giggling from the keg stand. This sure as hell beats the pants off all the stuffy parties he had been forced to attend combined.

It wasn't long after that he was joined by Blitzø as the patrons tossed the little imp next to him. You wouldn't hear any complaints from the prince as Blitzø wrapped himself around his waist and shoulders. Not for a second did he fear what the others might think about seeing them in such a vulnerable state. Something about the vibe here made Stolas feel comfortable being himself. The way Blitzø looked up at him, chin pressed against his plume made his heart do a backflip in his chest. What did they expect them to do now? Glancing briefly to see people entangled with one another, Stolas gathered what his booze soaked brain thought was what was most logical conclusion.

With the encouraging hoots from the onlookers, the goetia leans down to pick up where he had left off before he was interrupted, planting a sloppy wet kiss on the imp's lips.

[helluvaboss]

If he were any drunker, he might have just stripped the owl right here - luckily he'd been having fun instead of trying to forget his woes, so instead just chased after the beezeljuice taste in Stolas' mouth and leaned into him. Fuck yeah, Stolas was getting the absolute sloppy from him, the roar of the party droning out as he dipped the bird to deepen the kiss.