#helluvabossfanfic

Stolitz pining era is here. And therefore I've written a fic, set post Sinsmas and looking at their life together, and how they finally get to do the ✨️thing✨️

Ever since divorcing Stella, Stolas has been slowly but surely recovering from Stella’s constant cruelty and abuse. And it’s all thanks to Blitzø being there for him during his lowest moments. That is until one morning, he wakes up to discover…his pants shrank. One check on the scale, and Stolas finds out that over the course of a few weeks, he has been gaining a couple of pounds. Horrified and disgusted by his newfound weight, he tries to get back to his scrawny twig self…only to find that he’s not satisfied either way…

Fandom: HelluvaBoss

Pairing: Crimson/Alessio

Rating: T

Crimson pushed open the large ornate door to his bedroom giving an irritated sigh as he entered the dark room. Running a crime syndicate wasn’t all it was chocked up to be, his work had gone long into the evening leaving Crim longing for a good night’s rest, trudging to his closet the imp shrugged off his suit jacket which he promptly hung up when a subtle clicking noise caught his attention. Crim turned to stare into the darkness across the room behind him, squinting suspiciously before kneeling to pull a small pistol from his ankle holster. Cautiously Crimson proceeded into the blackness only to feel a hand wrap around his throat from behind followed by another wrapping around the wrist of the hand he had holding his pistol, violently twisting it till Crim was forced to drop the gun. Crimson gave a strangled yelp fading into a hiss as he clawed at the hand around his throat with his free one before being forced to his knees by a harsh kick to the backs of them. As both his arms were easily yanked behind his back by two powerful hands from the blackness emerged a stocky hellhound with a bulldog face and upon looking behind him, Crim could see another hellhound this one with a wolfish face.

“Get the fuck off me!” Crimson demanded struggling against the hounds grasp around his wrists.

“Nah-uh, you’re coming with us,” The stocky bulldog stated, prompting the wolfish hound to shift to holding Crim’s arms with one hand while wrapping some kind of fabric around crimson’s mouth and nose. Crimson could smell something sweet on the fabric as he struggled harder to get loose only to feel his mind getting foggy.

Suddenly the wolfish hound released a harsh yelp, both hands disappearing from Crim allowing him to move freely unfortunately whatever he’d been exposed too made him sluggish. Crawling off to the side a bit the imp could make out the familiar form of Alessio silhouetted in the light filtering in from the hallway. Alessio had heard crimson’s conversation from the hallway thus he’d entered the room to investigate where he discovered Crim being held by a hound prompting him to attack, using his thick tail to shove the hell hound off Crimson.

“Crim!” Alessio exclaimed seeing crimson leaning against the wall by the hallway door barely conscious however that momentary distraction cost the shark greatly. The bulldog hound managed to come up behind Ale, surprising the shark with a pistol whip across the back of his head sending him to the ground.

“Grab the fucking imp and let’s get out of here,” The wolfish hound demanded of the bulldog.

“Right,” The bulldog agreed walking over to Crim, punching him once across the face promptly knocking him out before snatching him up.

“C-Crim…” Alessio trailed off as his vision faded to black watching the two hounds make off with his boss.

 …

 Crim started getting his vision back what he could only assume was hours later giving a soft groan in response to his aching head. Looking around briefly it appeared he was in a dark room with cement walls, a basement perhaps or…a warehouse? Either way it wasn’t an ideal situation. Moments later a door creaked open opposite of where Crimson was allowing a sliver of light to illuminate the small square room along with the chair Crim was currently tied too. Casually wiggling a little Crimson determined his hands were tied behind the chair and his legs were tied to the chair legs, his tail was tied to itself in a loop. The two hounds from before entered the room leaving the door open behind them.

“Well, look who’s finally awake,” The wolfish hound growled.

“Unfortunately, now I gotta stare at your stupid mug,” Crimson retorted.

“You might think your funny now but just wait till we sell you off to the highest bidder,” The bulldog hound shot back.

“Yeah, you’re one of the most wanted in all of Greed. The money we’re about to make off you is gonna be a fortune,” The wolfish hound added with a smirking grin.

“Whatever, I’ll have yer pelts on my floor before the end of the evening,” Crimson growled back.

“Ha! As if!” The wolfish hound barked, delivering a hard punch to crimson’s face making the imp groan in pain.

“You’d do well to just shut your face,” The bulldog hound advised.

“Never been great at that,” Crimson chuckled, spiting out a bit of blood to the floor.

“Oh, you’ll learn,” The wolfish hound chimed in delivering another punch this time to crimson’s side making the imp double over with a sharp inhale.

“My late wife couldn’t…get me ta shut up…what makes you think you can?” Crimson shot back, trying to catch his breath.

“I think you’ll find us far more persuasive than your late wife,” The bulldog hound growled lowly inches away from crimson’s face, one hand yanking crimson’s head backwards by his hair followed by raking his claws across one of the imp’s thighs causing him to scream out in pain.

“You mother fuckers!” Crim screamed out right before the wolfish hound slashed his claws across Crim’s chest.

 …meanwhile…

 Ale regained consciousness with only one thing on his mind, finding Crimson. Staggering to his feet the shark immediately left the mansion in pursuit of the hounds that had made off with his boss. Ale was always good at tracking that’s one of the many reasons Crim made him the right hand. Morning was just starting to break over the Greed horizon when he arrived at an abandoned business building on the cusp of the city. Clambering out of the vehicle he'd taken Ale armed himself with a revolver before heading into the building, surprised that not only was the door wide open but there was no one in sight. Opting for caution Ale slowly made his way through the abandoned business when he heard the familiar cackling of the two hounds coming from what the shark assumed used to be a main office. Hiding around the corner Alessio listened in on the conversation being had between the two hell hounds.

 "Glad we finally got that ass to shut the fuck up," The bulldog hound snarked.

 "Yeah, I was getting tired of his mouth," The wolfish one agreed.

 "We'll let him stew in the basement for a while then go back," The bulldog continued.

 "Doesn't matter he'll be sold off in less then 48 hours," The wolf snickered.

 "True," The bulldog agreed. 

 Ale snarled although now he had his answer there was no need to be gentle with these two. Taking one final glance Ale determined where the hounds were sitting and flung himself around the corner, firing four shots in total. Two hit the wolfish hound while two more hit the bulldog before either knew what happened, with the hounds taken care of Ale proceeded to the basement where a massive safe took up the one wall. The safe door was slightly ajar allowing Ale easy access however upon slipping inside the dim yellow light from outside illuminated what lay within forcing Alessio to take a moment to compose himself. Crim was still tied to the chair except he was slumped forwards now, black blood soaking his clothes or what was left of them before dripping onto the floor where it pooled around the chair. Claw marks had torn his clothes leaving glaring deep gashes in his flesh. 

 "Crim!" Ale exclaimed once his brain managed to refocus. Running over to his boss Ale knelt in front of the imp, quickly untying the ropes holding him allowing Crimson's body to fall against his own. Gently Alessio lifted Crim, holding him against his chest. 

 "Ugh...took Ya long enough...Ya fucking gal lute," Crimson weakly groused out barely coming back to consciousness. 

 "Sorry sir, I'll get you home," Ale stated trying desperately to hide the concern in his voice although he didn't need to as Crimson passed out again almost instantly. 

 ...Later that evening...

 If he was being honest Crimson was getting tired of opening his eyes to darkness however at least things were familiar this time. Vaguely the imp could make out the familiar shapes of his own bedroom as well as the familiar feeling of his bed underneath him. Shifting Crim made a move to sit up only to be met by sharp throbbing agony in his chest area and sides eliciting an unintentional yelp from the imp.

 "Crim? Please lay back down!" Ale's voice came from a lit corner of the room where an armchair was. The shark hurried to Crimson's side where he gently eased him back into a laying position. Crimson got a glance of his torso revealing bloody bandages wrapped around most of it and what little skin was visible had deep purple bruising.

 “Quit your fussing Ale, I’m not some fragile dame,” Crimson growled with a wince.

 “Forgive me sir, that is not what I meant to imply. You were injured badly by those two hounds I simply didn’t want you to reopen the wounds,” Alessio explained, placing another pillow behind Crimson to help him slightly sit up.

 “Well next time think a little more carefully before opening your mouth,” Crimson retorted irritably.

 “Of course, can I get you anything?” Alessio wondered with a small head nod.

 “Black coffee and my black book, I’ve got some calls to make,” Crimson stated simply.

 “Right away,” Alessio confirmed, heading out of the room to do as asked.

 Crimson had far worse in his day, this wasn’t anything too get excited over at least in his mind although Ale apparently saw it differently as he continued to fuss over the imp. Crim couldn’t understand it but as long as Ale didn’t annoy him too much it didn’t really make any difference although he was curious. Ale was gingerly changing the bandages on Crim’s torso as the imp sat on the edge of the bed, a few days had passed meaning the claw marks were already starting to heal although they were still deep.

 “You’ve been quite dutiful these last few days, if you’re lookin’ for a pay raise it ain’t gonna happen,” Crimson joked.

 “That’s not why,” Ale retorted in his usual stoic way.

 “Then why?” Crimson pushed out of curiosity.

 “Simple, it’s my job,” Ale continued.

 “Humph, shoulda guessed, you’re a workaholic,” Crimson smirked with a small chuckle.

Fandom: Helluva Boss

Rating: T for swearing and mild mentions of sex

Pairings: Stolitz (Blitzo/Stolas)

A full moon was normally a joyous time for Stolas just the thought of Blitz coming to see him was enough to excite the prince for a couple days but today was not the same. Stella had been particularly nasty this week emotionally berating Stolas then today she broke out the physical abuse, Stolas’ ribs hurt from where she’d hit him as did his right shoulder where he’d been hit with a small flowerpot. Looking in the bathroom mirror there were evident bruises forming and Stolas was just mentally drained, barely holding himself together to the point he wasn’t even aroused like normal for his night with Blitz.

“Hey Stolas! Where are you?” Blitz’s voice sounded from the bedroom

“Uh…I’ll be right there Blitzy,” Stolas managed to cheerily sing

“Well hurry up! Let’s get this thing going!” Blitz called back

Stolas took a couple deep breaths while plastering a smile onto his features before dropping his robe and heading out of the bathroom. Blitz was sitting on the bed with his coat and boots already removed sitting on the floor, looking up when he heard Stolas’ foot falls coming into the room from the bathroom. Upon seeing Blitz, a lump instantly formed back in Stolas’ throat causing a feeling of panic to rise in his gut.

“No, no, no, no, he can’t see me like this! He can’t see me…” Stolas thought as tears pricked the corners of his eyes, hands coming up to his chest in tight fists unconsciously as a defence mechanism.

“Hey, what’s that face? What’s happening?” Blitz suddenly asked, arching one brow in surprised confusion.

“I-it’s nothing~ Blitzy~” Stolas chimed although his voice clearly betrayed him as it wavered

“It doesn’t look like nothing,” Blitz pressed

“Really, it’s nothing…now let’s just…focus,” Stolas insisted burying his emotional pain as he crawled up the bed. Blitz still held his confused look but played along bringing a hand up to lightly grab Stolas’ right shoulder instantly eliciting a yelp form the prince.

“What the fuck?” Blitz exclaimed pulling his hand away but moving to get a better look.

“No! No, it’s fine! It’s nothing!” Stolas panicked sitting back on his haunches, rubbing his shoulder with his left hand yet waving Blitz off with his right hand.

“Fuck Stolas, cut it out! Now let me see or I’m going to leave!” Blitz sternly stated

This got Stolas’ attention however not quite in the way Blitz had intended nor expected, averting his gaze Stolas moved to settle on the edge of the bed with sorrow filled eyes. Blitz watched Stolas’ reaction once again confused by how quiet he’d become, the imp had expected a needy reaction with hugging and kissing followed by begging pleas for him to “stay and ravish” him yet that didn’t happen. Stolas’ body gave a small shudder then he sniffed quietly as a few tears started to form in his eyes.

“P-Please…don’t leave…I’m sorry,” Stolas barely managed to get out, struggling to keep himself together.

“Stolas…what the fuck is going on with you?” Blitz asked in a gentler tone this time

“I-I’m fine…” Stolas croaked out only to turn from Blitz when he felt the warm wetness of tears starting to fall down his face.

“Huh? Stolas?” Blitz asked completely taken aback, reaching out to touch Stolas only to have him pull away.

“Don’t! Blitz just…” Stolas trailed off as his voice was cracking with sobs now, standing abruptly from the bed to turn his back to Blitz.

Blitz was thoroughly alarmed now immediately sliding from the bed and once he got close the bruises came into view. Blitz ran around in front of Stolas instantly pushing his arms out of the way of the bruise to his ribs, eyes narrowing in anger for a moment before looking up only to have that look quickly fade. Stolas had a hand clasped over his beak as tears flowed down his face, body shaking as muffled sobs radiated behind his hand. Blitz gently grabbed Stolas by his other hand leading the upset prince back to the bed where he sat him back on the edge allowing Blitz to reach up and cup the owl’s face with both hands, pulling him close till he could place a kiss to Stolas’ forehead.

“B-Blitz…I’m…so sorry…for ruining things,” Stolas whimpered out between sobs

“Hey, you haven’t ruined anything. Do you want to talk about what’s going on?” Blitz asked, crawling back onto the bed, gently pulling Stolas till the prince leaned into Blitz’s shoulder with his hands coming up to embrace the imp.

“I-It’s…just been…a tough week,” Stolas sobbed out into Blitz’s shoulder

“Let me guess…your fucking wife!” Blitz growled as he caressed Stolas’ back

Stolas simply nodded in confirmation, curling into Blitz as the imp wrapped his tail around Stolas’ waist protectively.

“I-I didn’t want…you to…see me…like this…” Stolas whimpered

“You idiot, you should know by now that I don’t care. You don’t need to hide things like this from me,” Blitz assured Stolas still carding his claws gently through Stolas’ feathers.

The two of them stayed like this for some time as Stolas slowly started to calm down, his sobs getting noticeably less intense till he was just holding onto Blitz. The imp simply continued his gentle movements to help sooth Stolas, occasionally taking a glance at the massive bruise turning black and blue on his shoulder. Blitz wanted to tare that harpies throat out, make her scream for mercy but he held his anger at bay for the moment because right now Stolas needed him. Eventually Stolas turned his head, so he was simply laying on Blitz’s collarbone still sniffling a bit, but his hands had moved to Blitz’s chest where one just gently rubbed along the soft fabric of the imp’s crimson button-down shirt.

“Hey…come here,” Blitz whispered after a few moments, giving Stolas a little brush with his nose to get the owl to look up. Stolas looked up as prompted only to find Blitz leaning closer their lips brushing sweetly till, they pressed together into just as sweet of a kiss. Stolas felt himself tearing up again as Blitz kissed him so lovingly, so gently.

Blitz brought a single hand up to cup the back of Stolas’ neck then moved it to cup his cheek before pulling from the kiss, using his thumb to swipe away the fresh couple tears that fell from Stolas’ eyes. Blitz smiled warmly then tapped their foreheads together.

“I love you stolas, don’t ever forget that” Blitz whispered

“Hmm, I love you too. Blitz…” Stolas returned

Fandom: helluvaboss

Pairing: Blitzo/Stolas/Striker

Rating: T for swearing mostly

Panic, panic was the only thing that described how Stolas was feeling currently. Three days ago, Stolas participated in the usual full moon activities with Blitz and Striker which was amazing like always unfortunately he’d forgotten about something very important. Nineteen years ago when he and Stella were trying to have Octavia, Stolas had consulted the grimoire where he found a spell that would allow him to potentially conceive the only problem was it wasn’t a single go spell...essentially after casting the spell Stolas would become fertile immediately then once again every 10 years for 2 weeks and of course this full moon had landed on the first day of those 2 weeks. Stolas had completely forgotten about the spell till today when he awoke feeling off, upon remembering the spells cycle Stolas started using his magic immediately to check to see if he was pregnant…he was. Luckily Striker and Blitz were off on a job currently leaving Stolas a bit of time to try to figure out how to tell them…especially Striker who on more then one occasion had expressed how he didn’t want to be a father. Stolas sat on the edge of his four-poster bed in the master bedroom of the palace with his head in his hands, heart racing at the thought he could potentially lose one of his mates or perhaps both if Blitz decided he didn’t want to have a child with him. Worst of all though was even if he told them there was no guarantee the egg, he lays is fertile making things even more complicated.

 The imps returned 3 days later from their relatively simple job instantly becoming aware of Stolas’ odd behavior. Stolas could get busy with his princely duties however since they got back Stolas seemed to be busier then usual to the point it was more like he was avoiding them. Stolas would wait till they’d gone to bed before joining them, he wore more clothing specifically baggier clothing, he often ate in his office with the door shut and got so he locked the bathroom door when bathing. Blitz was concerned from the jump about Stolas’ behavior however Striker had been a little more reasonable with his concern simply assuming Stolas was stressed about work or something to that effect until that is a 2-week period passed with the behavior getting worse instead of better at which point even Striker was growing a little worried. The imps decided that perhaps a night together might put Stolas back into proper sorts thus one night they stayed up unbeknownst to Stolas surprising him when the prince entered the bedroom to find both imp’s waiting for him.

“Oh! I didn’t know you two were still awake,” Stolas nervously stated.

“We thought tonight would be a good night to have a little fun,” Blitz seductively explained with a little eyebrow wiggle.

“Oh…um…I see…” Stolas stammered nervously as he tried to figure out how to get out of this.

“Yeah, gonna treat Ya right,” Striker seductively drawled coming around behind Stolas.

“That’s…very kind…truly but…” Stolas stammered again desperately trying to find some excuse to get out of this.

“Just relax babe,” Blitz cooed, grabbing the hem of Stolas’ baggy gray T-shirt to slide his hands under it. Stolas immediately became alarmed at this action however his response was too slow, Blitz managed to slide the shirt up before Stolas could stop him promptly revealing the prominent bump Stolas had developed over the last couple weeks.

“Blitz, Stop!” Stolas declared only to stare in horror as Blitz looked on in shock.

“What the?” Striker questioned also staring at what Blitz could see.

“Oh shit, oh shit, oh shit! I’m sorry! I’m so sorry I didn’t tell you!” Stolas was in a full-blown panic attack, hands pulling down his shirt as he curled in on himself trying desperately to not make any eye contact with either imp, breath coming in short heaving gasps.

“Hey, whoa! Easy Stolas, look at me. Take a couple deep breaths,” Blitz encouraged, cupping his hands around Stolas’ face to make the prince focus on him. Tears pricked the corners of Stolas’ eyes as his gasps turned in to partial sobbing hiccups.

“Easy Stolas, easy…try ta breath through it,” Striker encouraged next, rubbing a gentle hand along Stolas’ back as the prince sunk to the floor.

“I should…told you…” Stolas sobbed as he pulled his knees to his chest.

“Told us what?” Blitz wondered.

“I’m…pregnant…” Stolas hiccupped.

“What!?” Both imps simultaneously exclaimed in surprise.

“That can happen?” Blitz wondered arching an eyebrow.

“Mm-hm…it was a spell…19 years ago…I forgot about it and now…you’re both going to leave me,” Stolas uncontrollably sobbed burying his face in his arms, wrapping them around his knees.

“Whoa! Where’d Ya get that idea?” Striker asked a little taken back by Stolas’ out burst.

“Oh please…you’ve already told me you don’t want a child and…I’m sure…neither of you appreciate me…keeping this from you…trust was everything…between us…” Stolas rambled through tears.

“Stolas…that’s not true…we’re not going anywhere,” Blitz tried to reassure his distressed mate.

“Yeah, we’re still here aren’t we,” Striker added.

Blitz gently rubbed his hand up Stolas’ forearm while Striker continued rubbing the prince’s back, leaning in to nuzzle at Stolas’ temple. After a few moments Stolas lifted his head slightly prompting the imp’s to gingerly pull him to his feet, guiding him to the bed where they settled on either side of the Goetia. Stolas still pulled his knees to his chest while refusing to look at his mates, simply staring straight ahead with tears still rolling down his cheeks.

“So how did this happen? And have you been pregnant this whole time?” Blitz asked gently.

“Yes, when me and Stella were trying for Via, we were having trouble conceiving so I consulted my grimoire to see if there was something that would help…I located a spell that would allow me to conceive in Stella’s place. We were desperate so I cast the spell…it would make me instantly able to conceive…but…it was going to be a permanent spell. Once every 10 years I’d be able to potentially conceive again for 2 weeks.” Stolas began to explain.

“When did it happen?” Striker asked.

“On the full moon…I completely forgot it was coming up…I’m so sorry! I’ve not had anyone for so long…normally it’s not really a problem,” Stolas exclaimed starting to sob again.

“It’s okay…you don’t need to apologize,” Blitz assured Stolas rubbing his shoulder for comfort.

“Blitz is right, don’t stress yer self,” Striker agreed.

“Look, explain how this all works,” Blitz encouraged.

“Well, in about 2 more weeks I’ll be laying,” Stolas sniffled.

“Wait! You’re going to give birth in 2 weeks?” Blitz wondered once again taken off guard.

“Yes, in the Goetia family we’re only pregnant for 5 to 6 weeks then we lay either one or two eggs,” Stolas explained.

“So, in two more weeks we’re going to have a baby?” Blitz asked seeking confirmation.

“Um…not…necessarily…just because I lay doesn’t mean the egg or eggs will be fertile. We can have duds,” Stolas continued.

“Oh…there’s no way to tell before hand?” Blitz wondered curiously.

“No, we’ll find out once I lay…but…there’s already something strange…I’ve gained so much weight…more then what should be normal for even two eggs,” Stolas explained in a concerned tone, shifting slightly to pull his shirt up.

“Have Ya seen anyone about it?” Striker asked returning Stolas’ concerned look.

“No, I was afraid you two would find out if I tried to see a doctor,” Stolas sheepishly admitted.

“We’ll need ta fix that…Ya need to take care of yer self,” Striker insisted.

“I have a doctor I can call…she’s the royal physician…I just haven’t,” Stolas explained.

“Good, you’ll call her first thing tomorrow and get you looked at,” Blitz insisted.

Fandom: Helluva Boss

Rating: M for sexual content and swearing

Pairings: Blitzo x female! Kitsune! Reader

Blitz trudged through the door of his apartment shedding his coat followed by toeing off his boots with a heavy sigh. Pulling out his hell phone Blitz sent a text telling Moxxie and Millie that he wasn’t going to be in tomorrow after the shitty mission he’d just had it was worth a day off to recoup but as he was staring at the screen a pair of gentle hands wrapped lovingly around his waist. Craning his neck slightly to look up a little Blitz smiled at seeing his beautiful mate, a gorgeous white Kitsune with blue markings on her fur named (Y/N).

“Hmm, rough day,” (Y/N) inquired nuzzling against Blitz’s cheek

“Exhausting, I’m not going in tomorrow,” Blitz responded, turning around to face (Y/N).

“Oh, well…I hope you’re not too exhausted,” (Y/N)’s voice dropped a little to a seductive tone as she bit down on her lower lip, arms draped over Blitz’s shoulders.

“Hmm, I’m never too exhausted for you babe,” Blitz confessed as he placed his hands on (Y/N)’s hips.

“Good,” (Y/N) grinned before capturing Blitz’s lips in a kiss.

(Y/N) caressed her hands down over Blitz’s forearms coming around to massage up his chest while gingerly moving them towards the bedroom. Blitz brought his hands to knead at (Y/N)’s ass cheeks as his tongue pressed into her mouth, wrapping around hers. (Y/N)’s nimble fingers worked swiftly to undo the buttons on Blitz’s button-down, massaging up the newly exposed flesh of his chest and stomach before moving to his belt. (Y/N)’s six large tails came up to sway as her blueish marks began to glow as she easily undid Blitz’s belt, moving down to give a light squeeze to his half hard cock through his jeans eliciting a moan from her mate. The imp’s hands were snaking their way up (Y/N)’s shirt to cup her breasts gently fondling them in his palms as the backs of his legs bumped against their bed.

Blitz sat down on the edge of the bed causing (Y/N) to lean over him as the two crawled up onto the bed, (Y/N) breaking from their deep kiss just long enough to lean back on her haunches and pull off her navy green tank top. (Y/N) leaned over Blitz again to nip along his jawline, moving down his neck, a hand caressing down his right side over Blitz’s stomach to the front of his jeans, popping his button then unzipping the zipper.

“Roll over babe,” (Y/N) whispered into Blitz’s ear making him groan.

(Y/N) crawled off to allow Blitz to roll over, yanking off his pants and underwear before undoing and removing her navy green cargo style shorts. Blitz already had his front pressed to the mattress with his ass in the air by the time (Y/N) was finished and returning, humming in approval as Blitz smirked over his shoulder. (Y/N) grabbed at Blitz’s hips, giving a light swat to his right butt cheek but even that single action made Blitz keen, lightly biting his bottom lip as he arched into the mattress with his tail swishing from side to side in anticipation. Chuckling (Y/N) spread Blitz’s butt cheeks, pressing the pad of her one thumb against his hole while rubbing subtly in small circles making the imp keen further.

“My, my, so eager tonight,” (Y/N) crooned

“W-we…oh…haven’t…ah…done it…this way…in a while,” Blitz breathed out between moans

“I know, that’s why I figured I’d treat you,” (Y/N) agreed

(Y/N) started pressing the tip of her thumb into Blitz before pulling back out to continue rimming him causing Blitz to press backwards seeking more. (Y/N) released one of Blitz’s butt cheeks to snatch the base of his tail immediately stopping the imp’s movements along with a high-pitched whimpering moan.

“Have patience, darling,” (Y/N) scolded in a firm tone, leaning forwards to lick a strip up the underside of his tail eliciting a full body shiver from Blitz.

“S-Sorry,” Blitz stammered gingerly spreading his legs a little more

“Good boy,” (Y/N) praised in a low seductive tone

Caressing her hand up Blitz’s tail (Y/N) slid her thumb over his hole, down his sack right between his balls making sure to use the tip of her claw. Blitz bit hard on his lower lip while his claws dug into the sheets, eyes slightly rolling back in his head with pleasure. (Y/N) latched her mouth on the base of Blitz’s tail sucking liberally while her hands alternated between stroking the rest of his tail and lightly tapping his sack. Blitz started whimpering, face flushed bright red, eyes half lidded and tongue falling from his mouth combined with moans of pleasure. (Y/N) sucked down to Blitz’s hole, lathing her tongue over the ring of muscle before pressing the tip in.

Blitz let out a string of curses as his claws tore the fabric beneath him, (Y/N) sliding her fingers up the underside of his hard cock feeling the precum drooling down onto the sheets below him. Halting all contact (Y/N) pulled back instantly making Blitz wince with a hefty, dissatisfied groan causing the kitsune to chuckle as she reached into the side table pulling out two items, first was the lube bottle and the second was a vibrator. (Y/N) placed the vibrator on the bed then popped the lid on the lube bottle, drizzling some onto two of her fingers before closing the bottle to add it to the bed next to the vibrator. Gently she pressed a single finger into Blitz knowing they’d not done this in a little while she didn’t want to hurt him although honestly her finger slid in easily right up to the second knuckle. Pumping liberally (Y/N) drew those delicious sounds back out of Blitz only to make them louder as she added a second.

Once a third finger easily slid in (Y/N) pulled out once again making Blitz whimper disapprovingly as she reached for the vibrator and the lube. Drizzling the lube over the vibrator (Y/N) slicked it up then closed the lube bottle, setting it on the floor as she brought the vibe to Blitz’s stretched hole. Pressing into Blitz carefully (Y/N) watched his expressions to make sure he wasn’t feeling any pain or discomfort, luckily Blitz was clearly not feeling either as his face went completely laxed with a huge grin of satisfaction indicating it clearly felt amazing. A few moments later the vibe was to the hilt inside Blitz eliciting a moaning sigh from him at being filled as (Y/N) waited a few moments for him to adjust before switching it on. (Y/N) could easily see Blitz’s cock throbbing from this angle with basically one long string of precum drooling down to the sheets. Securing the vibe in Blitz’s ass (Y/N) walked around to crawl onto the bed right in front of Blitz’s flushed, sweat soaked face, settling on her haunches allowing Blitz the perfect view of her pussy.

Blitz needed no prompt or instructions on this one he moved forwards, hands coming to rest on (Y/N)’s thighs as his long, forked tongue swiped along her folds. (Y/N) gave an approving sigh as she brought a hand up to caress along the top of Blitz’s head over to the base of one of his horns. Encouraged Blitz started licking steadily along his mate’s folds slowly pressing between them only briefly lathing over her clit before dipping lower, using his thumbs to spread her folds for better access. (Y/N) let out a moaning purr as Blitz pressed his tongue inside her pussy, (Y/N) was fondling one of her breasts with one hand while the other hand rested behind her on the bed for support. Blitz tongue fucked (Y/N) slowly getting deeper with each thrust as one of his thumbs moved from spreading her open to toying with her clit eliciting beautiful purring groans and moans from the kitsune’s throat.

(Y/N) started lightly thrusting her hips into Blitz’s mouth as her breathing got shallow, hand tightening on Blitz’s horn to hold him in place as her six glorious tails spread behind her and her markings started glowing brightly. Blitz pressed two fingers in along side his tongue, curling them upwards as he pumped at a quick pace making (Y/N) toss her head backwards with a gasping cry, thrusting her hips harshly into the feeling as her insides tightened around Blitz’s fingers and tongue. Blitz used his other hand to roughly rub (Y/N)’s clit finally pulling the kitsune to climax as she cried out, squirting juices all over his face, tails flaring as she planted both hands on the mattress behind her. Smirking cheekily Blitz continued tongue fucking (Y/N) even after pulling his fingers free and ceasing touching her clit making his mate shudder as her hand come back to grip Blitz’s horn, pulling gently yet firmly all but forcing him to pull off her.

“Let’s…move…this along,” (Y/N) panted out

“F-fuck yes…please…” Blitz pleaded

(Y/N) crawled off the bed to move behind Blitz again, teasingly thrusting the vibe a couple times before pulling it free. Going back to the bed side table (Y/N) pulled out a large butt plug, grabbing the lube from the floor to slick up the toy. Blitz groaned in anticipation as he felt the tip of the plug against his hole, shifting into a high-pitched moan as (Y/N) carefully started pressing it into him, wiggling the plug slightly to ease the muscles open till it popped in. Blitz let out a hum as he wiggled his ass loving the feeling of the plug situated inside him.

“Alright, come claim you’re prize,” (Y/N) cooed moving to the bedside table once more to pull out a condom.

Blitz got up on his knees to watch as (Y/N) laid down with her head on the pillows near the headboard allowing him to easily crawl between her legs. The kitsune used her teeth to tare the condom open, tossing the wrapper on the floor before handing the condom to Blitz who easily slipped the rubber along his hard length. Pulling her knees up (Y/N) invited Blitz to enter her which he happily accepted, lining up with her pussy then gently pushing forwards eliciting a strained moan from them both.

“C-can you take it all?” Blitz asked stopping midway

“I-I…think so…” (Y/N) breathed out

“Okay…I’ll go slow…” Blitz assured (Y/N) although she already knew Blitz would never hurt her.

Blitz slowly continued pressing in with his hands planted on either side of (Y/N)’s body for leverage till he was fully hilted inside her. Taking a moment for the two of them to adjust Blitz enjoyed the look of (Y/N) beneath him, face flushed, tails sprawled on the mattress beneath her as she panted lightly truly the most gorgeous creature in all of hell. Blitz leaned up to capture (Y/N)’s mouth in a passionate kiss, heaving her knees right over his shoulders while simultaneously giving a roll of his hips.

“Hmm, harder…faster…Blitz…oh! Please!” (Y/N) pleaded, pulling from the kiss.

Blitz huffed a laugh as he picked up the pace already feeling his mate starting to clench around him. Blitz reangled his hips ever so slightly and went just a little faster easily pulling the kitsune into her climax, back arching with a growling cry followed by a wave of power that rippled through the bedroom. Blitz quickly followed Cumming while seated to the hilt inside (Y/N), forehead tapping to her collarbone as he panted and shuddered through his orgasm. (Y/N) worked on catching her own breath as she brought up a hand to gently caress up the back of Blitz’s neck to the back of his head. A few moments later Blitz pulled his hips backwards to pull out, reaching down to yank the condom off not worrying where it landed on the floor as he laid out over (Y/N), tucking his head up underneath her chin, tail coiling around her one thigh. (Y/N) drew nonsensical patterns along Blitz’s back as they basked in the euphoria of their respective highs as well as each others company.

“I love you,” Blitz whispered into his mate’s fur.

“I love you too…should I take this out?” (Y/N) retorted moving her hand down to pat lightly at the plug still firmly situated in Blitz’s ass.

“Not yet…fuck, maybe I’ll wear it until tomorrow,” Blitz chuckled, giving a little wiggle of his ass.

Fandom: Helluva Boss

Pairing: Blitz/Striker

Rating: K

Hellmas was never a holiday Blitz put much stock in until that is he'd adopted Loona and now that he had Kaiden, Kirin and Striker it was all the better. Striker took the kids out to cut down a black hell pine that grew on their property then set it up in the cabin's living room for decorating after they were done with baking. Blitz had the kitchen set up for making Hellmas treats of all kinds.

“I want to make sugar cookies,” Kirin chimed happily

“Well, I want to make chocolate chip cookies,” Kaiden retorted

“Relax you two, there is plenty of ingredients to make both kinds of cookies and more,” Blitz assured them with a light chuckle.

The four of them got settled in the kitchen to start mixing batters which ended about how you would expect, batter on almost every surface as well as on the kids from head to toe. Once the baked goods were in the oven the kids got cleaned up, coming out just in time for the goods to be coming out of the oven. Striker settled them at the kitchen table to make homemade garlands out of pop corn while the baked goods cooled, and Blitz prepared hot chocolate as well as coffee. Garlands in hand they moved into the living room to start decorating the tree, wrapping the garlands first around it followed by grabbing ornaments out of their boxes.  

Striker helped lift Kirin up to put some ornaments on the higher branches while Kaiden helped Blitz decorate the mantel of the fireplace, hanging the stockings along with a garland. Once the decorations were up all four of them went to retrieve the wrapped presents to place under the tree and in the stockings. Striker lit the fireplace while Blitz got the kids snuggled on the couch with blankets, pillows, and their hot chocolates in preparation to watch a movie with some pizza for dinner.  

A few hours later Kirin and Kaiden had fallen asleep on the couch prompting Striker and Blitz to gather them up, tucking them in to their beds with kisses goodnight leaving the rest of the night for Striker and Blitz to enjoy a couple beers in front of the fireplace. Striker stretched out putting his feet up on the coffee table with Blitz curling up beside him, intertwining their tails together while some crap tv show played in the background. Striker wrapped his arm around Blitz to pull him close, planting a gentle kiss to the top of Blitz’s forehead.

Fandom: HelluvaBoss

Pairing: Chaz x OC

Rating: T

Chaz trudged into the apartment he recently started sharing with Xain, tiredly placing his backpack on the ground near the front door. The duo hadn’t been living together for long and most of that time thus far had been spent working thus they’d not seen a lot of one another since moving in together. Today was one of the few days they’d had a moment to be together, Xain was currently having a nap or that’s what he’d texted Chaz earlier that day after getting home from one of his jobs early luckily tomorrow they were both free meaning they had plenty of time to be with one another. Trying to be as quiet as possible Chaz made his way to the bedroom to grab a change of clothes only to stop in the doorway in complete surprise. Xain had obviously just awoken from his nap, hair a mess from sleeping as he yawned while rubbing his eyes with one hand. Xain was wearing a long baggy T-shirt and a pair of loose baggy shorts that barely clung to his hips, the demon hybrid was kneeling on the bed with his wings tucked behind his back as the long baggy T-shirt draped down over his knees. Chaz swallowed around the lump in his throat as his cheeks flushed a deep crimson, he’d never seen this side of Xain before all Chaz had ever seen was his mate’s dominate side.

“Hey,” Xain greeted sleepily upon seeing Chaz standing in the doorway.

“Hi, sleep well?” Chaz inquired.

“Yeah, mind if I use the bathroom really quick before you get in there?” Xain asked in turn, slipping off the bed causing the long T-shirt to fall off his shoulders slightly.

“No, go ahead,” Chaz answered as he felt his cheeks heating up to match the heat pooling in his lower abdomen, Xain was adorable in this state.

“Awesome, I’ll be just a minute,” Xain stated brushing past Chaz to the hallway where he went into the bathroom.

Chaz changed into his loose-fitting jogging pants as well as a grey T-shirt when Xain returned walking up behind the shark, wrapping his arms around Chaz’s torso while Xain rested his chin on Chaz’s nape. Chaz jerk a little in surprise only to smile happily, bringing his hands up to caress along Xain’s forearms in a loving manner.

“Was your shift, okay?” Xain wondered.

“Yeah, my boss is still a dick though,” Chaz responded feeling Xain’s tail wrap around his own.

“Aw, well you’re home now. Mi Corazon,” Xain softly whispered against Chaz’s skin before kissing along his shoulder. The nickname always sent shivers down Chaz’s spine according to Xain it was a phrase some of the sinners used towards their loved ones meaning ‘my heart’.

“I love you,” Chaz retorted looking over his shoulder at Xain.

“I love you too,” Xain agreed as they nuzzled one another before pressing their lips together in a gentle kiss.