Dom male imp overlord SO taking care of Blitzo, Moxxie, Striker and Collin when they're sick or injured. Makes them homemade meals and medicine "because everything in hell is laced with something", cleans the place and is not afraid to magically put them to sleep if they get to fussy.
Dominante Male Imp overlord taking care of sick S/O
Blitzø could be difficult, being even more so when he got sick.
But you knew how to keep him in line, The Imp already as obedient as he could probably get.
Getting him to bed would be a task, but youd carry him there if necessary. And it usually was, the Imp loved to be babied by you.
Placing him in bed, the Imp would playfully asking if you just wanted him in bed so you could ravish him. Yup you thought it would be a good idea to buy him a thesaurus.
And so, after flicking him between the eyes, youd begin checking his symptoms.
Once you were satisfied you knew what was ailing him, you quickly went about preparing his medicine.
You were exceedingly picky about what you put into your body, something Blitzø made near constant jokes about.
And above all you were most distrustful of the medicine in hell.
Half of them were spike with either poison or other another drug to make them addictive. And the other half were so expensive you'd need to sell a heart and kidney to pay for them.
So with all your resources you made sure to make a habit of making your own medicine.
Hell had a variety of flora with amazing medicinal purposes, the hard part however, was just figuring out what could be used and what would kill you horrifically.
You made most the cures into tea, or boiled the herbs into soup. Blitzø much prefering the latter.
Not many knew about this, but you had quiet the green thumb. Owning a small plot of land, growing much of your own food. Your vast resources allowing you and your boo to stay well fed and healthy, without having to risk them being laced with something far worse then just a cold.
Blitzø was usually really fussy with food, especially while he's sick. But he loved your cooking. Usually refusing to eat anything if you didn't cook it.
Of course it would only take a stern look from you and he'd eat just about anything you put in front of him.
But you liked to cook and Blitzø loved your food. And you loved caring for your baby.
Moxxie would probably be the easiest to take care of, with you already his Dom.
The little Imp would already be under your spell, absolutely eating up any affection you gave him.
When Sick, the Imp would happily let you care for him, happily eating or drinking any medicine you brought him without complaint.
He'd usually want to cuddle with you, getting all upset and grumpy if you refused, not wanting to get sick yourself.
Though more often than not, you'd just risk it, holding the little Imp close, comforting as illness ravaged him.
You absolutely spoiled the Imp, and him getting sick would only intensify that urge to pamper him, getting the Imp anything and everything he could desire.
But most of all, Moxxie would just want you to stay close. Hearing your soothing voice as you comforted him, telling him how much you loved him and how you were going to stay by his side.
Hed practically crave your touch. Especially if he haf a fever, nothing soothed him like you gently stroking his hair while placing wet cloths on his forehead, gently soothing him.
Each time you nursed him back to health, your bond only growing closer and his dependency on you only grew deeper.
Striker was simultaneously both easy and difficult to deal with when he's sick.
Because he was mature enough to understand he was sick, and thus understood he wasn't as capable as when he was all healthy.
But the annoying part, was that he would refuse treatment. Believing it was something his body had to fight on its own.
Doming Striker would be something of a challenge as Striker was this confident, charismatic and capable Imp, as such, dominating the Imp was a challenge.
But for an Imp that clawed his way to the title of Overlord, if anyone could tame this bronco. It was you.
He wouldn't so much submit to you, as he'd acknowledge your superiority in the hierarchy.
So when Striker gets sick, you'll usually have to get serious. If you couldn't convince him to let you care for him, you'll end up just end up ordering him to let you care for him.
The imp would always get all huffy, but wouldnt resist, just grumpily accepting anything you gave him.
Though, no matter how grumpy he got, you'd just plant a kiss atop your head, the simple act of affection always managing to break his tough demeanour.
After that he would usually play ball, letting you tend to him as you wanted.
When Collin was first cast from heaven he was completely out of his element.
The poor fawn would have been chewed up and spat out.
You quickly took the fallen angel under your wing keeping him close and safe.
The Sheep would fall for you, quickly falling under your sway, allowing you to completely dominate him.
He was already a dainty submissive creature, so when he got sick he was even easier to sway.
Youd get him into bed, quickly cooking up his medicine. The fawn always taking it down without complaint, like a good little fawn.
Perhaps the hardest part was when he had a fever, his already fuzzy sheep body only increased his temperature, so much so, you couldn't even hold him as his temperature was dangerously high.
It'd pain you to hear his little mewls of pain as the illness ravaged him. If it got to much, you'd likely end up shaving him. Yes, it would be strange, shaving another person. But his health would be your top priority, and if that meant Collin would look a little odd for a while, you could accept that.
