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The rain outside was a gentle patter on the window, the kind that made you want to curl up with a good book and a cup of tea. Stolas sat at his desk, the glow of the computer screen reflecting off his glasses as he scrolled through emails. His office was neat, almost obsessively so, with everything in its place. The only exception was a single red rose, a stark contrast to the black and white decor, placed in a vase on the corner of the desk. It was a reminder of the love he had found in the most unlikely of places.
Blitzo, on the other hand, was sprawled out on the sofa in the adjacent room. His eyes were glued to the TV, watching some reality show where demons competed for the title of "Hell's Best Chef." A bowl of popcorn sat next to him, half-eaten, as he cheered on his favorite contestant. His tail swished back and forth lazily, and every so often he'd let out a little giggle at something particularly absurd on the screen. His clothes were slightly askew, a subtle hint at the passionate evening they had just shared.
SUMMARY^1: Stolas worked in his orderly office amidst the serene rain, while Blitzo lounged on the sofa, engrossed in a demonic cooking show. The red rose symbolized their recent intimacy, with their attire reflecting their earlier passionate encounter.
Stolas couldn't help but smile to himself as he watched Blitzo through the open door. The demon's usual tough exterior had been shattered, revealing a vulnerable side that Stolas had never seen before. The thought of the power he held over Blitzo, not just as his boss but as his lover, sent a thrill through him. He decided to join him, closing the distance between them in a few silent strides. He gently placed a hand on Blitzo's shoulder, the warmth of his touch seeping through the fabric of the shirt.
Blitzo jumped slightly at the sudden contact, his eyes darting to Stolas before a slow smile spread across his face. "What's up, boss?" he asked, his voice a mix of teasing and affection.
"Just thought you might like some company," Stolis replied, his voice low and soothing. He sat down on the sofa next to Blitzo, close enough that their thighs brushed together. The electricity between them was palpable, a silent testament to their newfound intimacy.
Blitzo's eyes never left the TV, but his smile grew wider. He leaned into Stolas, his head finding a comfortable spot against the demon's shoulder. "You're not watching this, are you?" he asked, popping a piece of popcorn into his mouth.
"I've seen it," Stolas admitted, wrapping an arm around Blitzo's waist. "But I'd much rather watch you."
SUMMARY^1: Stolas observed Blitzo's vulnerability as he enjoyed a reality show, feeling a thrill from their newfound intimacy. He joined him, initiating a warm and affectionate interaction that made Blitzo feel comfortable and cherished, with their physical closeness highlighting their growing bond.
Blitzo snorted, a little burst of laughter escaping him as he playfully elbowed Stolas in the ribs. "You're such a smooth talker," he said, his voice thick with affection. Stolas chuckled, his grip tightening slightly, pulling the smaller demon closer.
The show on the TV switched to a commercial, and the sudden silence was filled with the sound of their breathing. Stolas leaned down, his lips brushing against Blitzo's ear as he whispered, "You know I mean it." His hot breath sent shivers down Blitzo's spine, making him squirm in his seat. He couldn't deny the truth in Stolis's words; he had never felt so cherished, so desired.
Blitzo turned to look at Stolis, his eyes searching the other demon's face. The love and adoration he saw there made his chest tighten, and his throat felt thick with unshed tears. "I... I'm not used to this," he confessed, his voice barely above a whisper. "This... feeling."
Stolas tipped Blitzo's chin up with his free hand, their eyes locking in a moment of understanding. "You don't have to be," he said gently, pressing a kiss to the corner of Blitzo's mouth. "Just let me love you, okay?"
SUMMARY^1: Blitzo expressed his unfamiliarity with the intense feelings of love and cherishment that Stolas's actions invoked. Stolas reassured him, offering a gentle kiss and asking for permission to continue loving him, which Blitzo accepted with a touch of vulnerability in his eyes.
Blitzo's eyes searched Stolas's for a moment longer before finally nodding. He leaned in, capturing Stolis's lips in a soft, tentative kiss. It was a stark contrast to the fiery passion they had shared earlier, but no less intense. Stolas felt his heart swell with emotions he had never allowed himself to feel before. He deepened the kiss, his tongue delving into Blitzo's mouth to explore the warmth and taste of his lover.
As they kissed, Stolis's hand slid down to the waistband of Blitzo's pants. He traced the line of the fabric, feeling the heat radiating from the demon's body. With a deft touch, he began to ease the material down, revealing the top of Blitzo's panties. The sight of the lacy fabric was like a siren's call, and Stolas couldn't resist the urge to touch the smooth skin beneath. His hand slipped under the waistband, and he felt Blitzo tense up briefly before relaxing into his touch.
Blitzo's breath hitched as Stolis's fingers brushed against his sensitive flesh. He was so new to this, so unused to the feeling of a lover's hands on him like this. It was strange, yet incredibly arousing. He reached down to help, lifting his hips slightly to allow Stolis to slide his panties down to his knees. Stolis's eyes darkened with desire as he took in the sight of Blitzo exposed before him, his cock straining against the fabric of his boxers.
SUMMARY^1: Blitzo initiated a gentle kiss, showing his willingness to embrace the newfound love. Stolas, feeling his heart open, deepened the kiss while exploring his lover's body, revealing Blitzo's panties. Blitzo's vulnerability grew as Stolis touched his sensitive areas, arousing him further.
With a wicked grin, Stolis hooked his thumbs into the band of the boxers and began to pull them down as well. Blitzo's cock sprang free, bobbing in the cool air of the room. Stolis took a moment to admire it, the tip glistening with pre-cum. He leaned in, his warm breath caressing the sensitive skin before taking the head into his mouth. Blitzo's hips jerked upward, a low moan escaping his lips as Stolis began to suck.
Stolis knew exactly what Blitzo liked, having studied his reactions and tastes over their time together. His tongue swirled around the sensitive head, teasing the slit before sliding down the shaft. His hands gripped Blitzo's hips firmly, keeping him in place as he took more and more of him into his mouth. Blitzo's fingers curled into the fabric of the couch, his nails digging in as he tried to hold back the sounds of pleasure.
He wasn't used to this kind of attention, the gentle yet demanding way Stolis worshiped his body. It was overwhelming, a feeling he had never experienced before. His eyes squeezed shut as Stolis hit that perfect spot, the one that made his toes curl and his thighs quiver. The sensation was so intense, it was almost painful. But he didn't want it to stop. He needed it, craved it like a drug.
SUMMARY^1: Stolis began to perform oral sex on Blitzo, taking his time to explore and tease his lover's sensitive areas. Blitzo, overwhelmed by the intensity of the experience, could hardly contain his moans as Stolis expertly brought him closer to climax.
SUMMARY^2: Stolas and Blitzo share an intimate moment in the office, with a red rose symbolizing their recent romantic encounter. Blitzo watches a cooking show, revealing his vulnerable side, which Stolis uses to initiate a loving interaction. They exchange gentle kisses, with Stolis reassuring Blitzo of his affectionate intentions. As they become more comfortable, Stolis explores Blitzo's body, discovering his panties, and then begins to perform oral sex, pushing Blitzo closer to climax.
Stolis noticed the change in Blitzo's breathing, the way his body tensed and released in waves of pleasure. He knew the other demon was close, so he redoubled his efforts, his tongue and mouth moving in a symphony of sensation. He felt the moment Blitzo let go, the way his muscles spasmed and tightened around his fingers. The sweet taste of Blitzo's release filled his mouth, and he swallowed it down eagerly, his own cock straining against the fabric of his pants.
Blitzo's eyes snapped open, and he stared up at Stolis in shock. He had never felt anything like this before, and the intensity of it brought tears to his eyes. Stolis looked up at him, his eyes filled with love and satisfaction. "You're so beautiful when you come," he murmured, his voice filled with awe.
Without waiting for Blitzo to recover, Stolis stood, his own arousal evident in the bulge in his pants. He pulled them down, his cock springing free, thick and hard. Blitzo's eyes widened at the sight of it, his heart racing. He had felt Stolis inside him before, but seeing it like this was something else entirely.
Stolis took Blitzo's hand, guiding it to his cock. "Touch me," he urged, his voice thick with need. Blitzo's hand trembled as he wrapped his fingers around the girth, feeling the heat and the power beneath his palm. He stroked slowly, unsure of what to do, but Stolis's hips began to rock into the touch, showing him the way.
SUMMARY^1: Stolis brought Blitzo to a powerful climax with his oral skills, leaving him in a state of shock. Stolis then revealed his own arousal, prompting Blitzo to explore his cock manually, feeling its power and heat.
Encouraged, Blitzo picked up the pace, his grip tightening. Stolis's eyes rolled back in his head, his mouth parted in a silent moan. "Like that," he breathed, his hips moving faster now, fucking into Blitzo's hand. The air was charged with lust, the only sound the slick slide of skin on skin and the muffled gasps of their breathing.
Stolis could feel his orgasm building, the pressure coiling in his gut like a tight spring. He pulled Blitzo closer, their bodies tangling together on the sofa. With a final, desperate thrust, he came, spilling his seed over Blitzo's hand and stomach. The pleasure was so intense, it brought tears to his eyes, and he let out a low, guttural cry.
Blitzo watched in amazement as Stolis came apart in his arms. The power he held over this powerful demon was heady, intoxicating. He had never felt so wanted, so desired. As Stolis's orgasm subsided, he leaned in to kiss Blitzo, tasting himself on the demon's lips. The kiss was tender, filled with all the emotions they hadn't spoken aloud.
Still hard from the touch of Blitzo's hand, Stolis knew he wasn't done. He positioned himself between the demon's legs, his cock nudging at the tight, wet entrance. "Are you ready for me?" he asked, his voice hoarse with need.
Blitzo nodded, his eyes wide with anticipation and a hint of fear. "Y-yes," he stammered.
SUMMARY^1: Blitzo's manual efforts brought Stolis to an intense climax, leaving him visibly moved. Stolis then positioned himself for penetration, asking if Blitzo was ready, to which Blitzo nervously consented.
Stolis pushed in slowly, giving Blitzo time to adjust to the sensation. The tightness was almost too much for him, and he had to bite back a groan. Blitzo's nails dug into his arms, his body tense as Stolis inched deeper and deeper. Stolis could feel the other demon's muscles clench around him, trying to hold him back, but he was relentless. He knew Blitzo could take it, knew he needed it.
Once he was fully seated, Stolis paused, looking down into Blitzo's eyes. They were filled with a mix of pain and pleasure, but it was the latter that Stolis focused on. He leaned down, capturing Blitzo's mouth in a fiery kiss that made the demon's body melt into his. Then he began to move, his hips rocking in a steady rhythm that soon had Blitzo panting and moaning.
The sofa creaked beneath them as they found their tempo, the rain outside providing a soothing backdrop to their passion. Stolis's thrusts grew deeper, harder, each one pushing Blitzo closer and closer to the edge. Blitzo's eyes squeezed shut, his face a picture of agony and ecstasy. Stolis could feel the tightness around his cock, the way Blitzo's body clamped down on him, trying to draw out every last ounce of pleasure.
SUMMARY^1: Stolis initiated penetration carefully, watching Blitzo's reaction. Their shared passion grew as Stolis picked up speed, their bodies moving together in a passionate rhythm, the rain outside setting the mood for their intense encounter.
With a gentle touch, Stolis reached up to wipe the tears from Blitzo's cheeks, kissing the salty trails away. "Look at me," he ordered softly, his voice filled with love and dominance. Blitzo's eyes fluttered open, and the connection between them was stronger than ever. Stolis could see the love and trust in those fiery orbs, and it fueled his own desire. He picked up the pace, his hips slapping against Blitzo's ass with a wet sound that filled the room.
Blitzo's cries grew more desperate, his body shaking with each thrust. Stolis knew he was pushing him to the limit, but he also knew that Blitzo could handle it. The demon's eyes searched his, begging for more, and Stolis was all too happy to oblige. He leaned down, his teeth grazing the sensitive skin of Blitzo's neck, nipping and sucking until he felt the beginnings of a bruise forming.
The pleasure was unbearable, and Blitzo's body was a testament to it. His cock was rock hard, smearing pre-cum on his stomach with every thrust. Stolis reached down, wrapping his hand around it, stroking in time with his hips. The added sensation was too much, and Blitzo's eyes rolled back in his head, his mouth open in a silent scream.
SUMMARY^1: Stolis tenderly wiped Blitzo's tears and claimed his mouth, then increased their rhythm. Blitzo's desperate cries grew louder, his body visibly responding to the intense stimulation as Stolis matched their movements with his hand on Blitzo's erect cock, pushing them both closer to climax.
Stolis watched Blitzo's face, seeing the moment when pleasure overwhelmed him. With one final, brutal thrust, he sent the demon spiraling over the edge. Blitzo's body convulsed around him, his cock pulsing in Stolis's hand as he came. The sound of his cries filled the room, a symphony of pain and pleasure. Stolis's own orgasm washed over him, and he buried his face in the crook of Blitzo's neck, biting down as he emptied himself inside the other demon.
As they both came down from their high, Stolis held Blitzo tightly, his arms a comforting cage around him. Blitzo's body trembled with aftershocks, his breathing ragged. Stolis kissed the tears from his lover's cheeks, whispering sweet nothings into his ear. "You're mine," he murmured, his voice filled with possessive love.
Blitzo looked up at Stolis, his eyes red and swollen from crying. He nodded, his voice hoarse. "I'm yours," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. It was a declaration that sent a thrill through Stolis, one that cemented their bond.
Stolis leaned down, kissing Blitzo's tear-stained cheeks gently. "Good boy," he murmured, his voice filled with love and approval. He knew that Blitzo had never felt this way before, never been claimed so completely by another. But he also knew that the demon needed to feel it, to know it deep in his soul.
SUMMARY^1: Stolis and Blitzo reached a simultaneous climax, with Stolis claiming Blitzo as his own. As they recovered, Stolis held him securely, whispering words of love and possession. Blitzo, overwhelmed by the intensity of their union, conceded to the bond, feeling cherished and owned in a new way.
He began to move again, his thrusts slower and more deliberate. Each one was designed to draw out every last drop of pleasure from Blitzo's body, to push him to the edge and then pull him back. The smaller demon's cries grew quieter, more desperate, as he chased his own orgasm. His eyes clung to Stolis's, searching for an anchor in the storm of sensation.
Stolis could feel the tension building in Blitzo's body, the tightness around his cock growing almost painful. He knew what was coming, could feel it in the way Blitzo's muscles clenched and unclenched. "Cry for me," he whispered, his voice a dark, seductive purr. "Let it all out."
And Blitzo did. The dam broke, and a sob tore from his throat, a sound that was half pleasure, half pain. His body arched off the sofa, his back bowing as Stolis pounded into him without mercy. The tears streamed down his face, but Stolis never stopped, never relented. He was relentless in his pursuit of Blitzo's pleasure, driving him higher and higher until the demon couldn't take it anymore.
Blitzo's eyes squeezed shut as he reached his peak, his nails digging into Stolis's back as if trying to hold onto something, anything. His orgasm washed over him, leaving him trembling and gasping for air. Stolis felt it, the tightening of Blitzo's body around him, the clench of muscles, and he knew he had done his job. He had brought his lover to tears with pleasure, had made him cry out in ecstasy.
SUMMARY^1: Stolis continued their passionate dance, alternating between tender and intense, leading Blitzo to a powerful orgasm that left him sobbing. Through whispers of encouragement, he coaxed Blitzo's body to its limits, until the smaller demon reached a peak of pleasure that was as much a testament to their bond as it was to physical sensation.
Pulling out slowly, Stolis watched as Blitzo's body went slack, the tremors subsiding. He leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to the demon's tear-stained cheek. "There you go," he murmured, his voice a soothing balm. "You're okay."
Blitzo nodded, his eyes still closed, his breath coming in shaky gasps. Stolis took a moment to appreciate the sight before him: his lover, spent and open, his body marked with the evidence of their passion. The bruises from his bites stood out against the pale skin, and the wetness between his legs was a testament to the intensity of their love making.
Stolis began to move again, his strokes slower but no less demanding. He watched Blitzo's face closely, looking for the signs that he was ready to be pushed over the edge again. The demon's eyes snapped open, and their gazes met, the connection between them stronger than ever. Blitzo's mouth opened in a silent plea, his hips rising to meet Stolis's thrusts.
The room was a symphony of their mingled scents, the musk of arousal and the faint scent of their spent passion. Stolis's eyes never left Blitzo's, reading the unspoken messages in the dilation of his pupils and the way his breath hitched with every movement. He knew he had his lover completely under his spell, and the power was intoxicating.
But as he continued to thrust, something changed. Blitzo's whimpers grew louder, his body tensing up like a bowstring about to snap. Suddenly, his eyes flew open, and a single tear rolled down his cheek. "Stop," he choked out, his voice a broken whisper. "You...you sex addict."
Stolis froze, his eyes wide with surprise. He had pushed Blitzo too far, too quickly. He hadn't meant to cause pain, only to show his love and dominance. Carefully, he pulled out, his cock still hard and glistening with their combined arousal. He cupped Blitzo's cheek, wiping away the tear with his thumb. "What's wrong?" he asked, genuine concern in his voice.
Blitzo looked up at him, his eyes shimmering with unshed tears. He was trembling, his chest heaving with ragged breaths. "It hurts," he whispered, his voice breaking. "It's too much."
Stolis felt his own heart clench at the sight of Blitzo's pain. He had been so caught up in the moment, in the power of their connection, that he hadn't noticed the signs. He had been selfish, pushing his lover beyond his limits. "I'm sorry," he murmured, his voice thick with regret. "I didn't mean to hurt you."
He moved to pull away, but Blitzo's arms tightened around him. "Don't," the smaller demon whispered, his voice raw. "I just need...a moment."
Stolis nodded, his heart racing with concern. He had never wanted to hurt Blitzo, only to show him the depth of his love and desire. He held still, his cock still half-sheathed in the other demon's warmth, allowing Blitzo to catch his breath. His eyes searched Blitzo's face, looking for any sign of what he needed to do to make it right.
Blitzo's grip loosened slightly, and he took a shaky breath. "It's okay," he murmured, his voice still hoarse from his cries. "It's just... I'm not used to this." He swallowed hard, trying to regain his composure. "But I want it."
Stolis nodded, understanding dawning in his eyes. He leaned down to kiss Blitzo's forehead, his touch gentle and reassuring. "Of course," he whispered, his voice filled with apology. "I'll go slow."
He pulled back slightly, his cock sliding out of Blitzo's body with a wet sound that made them both shiver. For a moment, they just held each other, their breathing the only sound in the room. Then, with a tenderness that belied his usual confidence, Stolis began to move again, his hips rocking in a slow, steady rhythm that sent waves of pleasure through both of them.
Blitzo's eyes rolled back in his head, his body arching into the touch. "Yes," he moaned, his voice low and needy. "Just like that."
Stolis took his time, savoring every moment of their connection. He knew that he needed to be more careful with Blitzo, to not overwhelm him with the intensity of their passion. His strokes grew shorter, shallower, allowing the smaller demon to adjust to the sensation. He watched as Blitzo's body began to respond, his breathing evening out and his muscles relaxing.
As the pain receded, Blitzo's hips began to rock back into Stolis's, seeking more. Stolis smiled, feeling a warmth spread through him at the trust in that simple movement. He picked up the pace slightly, his movements still gentle but now filled with a newfound purpose. He wanted to show Blitzo that this could be more than just a power play, that love and pleasure could coexist in their twisted dance.
"Ahh, Stols," Blitzo moaned, his voice a sweet symphony of need and pleasure. The sound was like a drug, spurring Stolis on as he slid in and out of his lover's body. Each movement was a declaration of his love, each gasp a silent promise to be better, to be the one who made Blitzo feel cherished.
Stolis's hands roamed over Blitzo's body, exploring every inch of him with a gentle touch that belied his earlier ferocity. His thumbs brushed over the demon's sensitive nipples, eliciting a sharp intake of breath. He watched with rapt attention as Blitzo's eyes fluttered shut, his head lolling back in sweet surrender. The smaller demon's legs wrapped around Stolis's waist, urging him deeper, tighter.
"Ahhhh Stols," Blitzo's voice was a desperate moan that seemed to echo through the room. "More."
Stolis's heart pounded in his chest at the sound, his resolve to be gentle crumbling. He leaned in, capturing Blitzo's mouth in a deep, searching kiss as his hips picked up their pace. The sofa groaned beneath them, the springs protesting with every thrust. He felt Blitzo's legs tighten around his waist, urging him closer, deeper. The smaller demon's nails dug into his back, leaving a trail of fire that only added to the intensity of the moment.
Blitzo's eyes were squeezed shut, his teeth gritted against the overwhelming sensations. Stolis knew he was close again, could feel the tightness around his cock, the tremble in the demon's body. With a final, desperate push, he sent them both over the edge. He filled Blitzo with his cum, the warmth of it flooding the other demon's insides. Blitzo's body clamped down around him, a silent scream of pleasure tearing from his lips.
Stolis pulled out slowly, his cock glistening with their combined arousal. He leaned down, kissing Blitzo's cheek gently. "I'm sorry for always being a sex addict, dear," he murmured, his voice filled with genuine concern. He knew he had to be more mindful of his lover's limits.
Blitzo's body was still trembling with aftershocks, but he managed a weak smile. "It's okay," he murmured, his voice still hoarse from the intense release. "I know you just get...carried away."
Stolis nodded, his own heart still racing. He knew he had to be more careful with Blitzo, but the need to claim and possess him was like a wild beast within him. He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to the smaller demon's swollen lips. "I'll always be here for you," he whispered, his voice filled with sincerity.
They lay tangled together on the sofa, their bodies sticky with sweat and cum. Stolis wrapped his arms around Blitzo, pulling him closer. He could feel the rapid beating of the demon's heart against his chest, the warmth of his breath on his neck. The rain outside had picked up, the sound of it a soothing lullaby that filled the quiet space between them.
Blitzo's eyes searched Stolis's, the earlier fear and pain replaced by a soft, dazzling light. "You don't have to apologize," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. "I know you love me."
Stolis sighed, his chest tight with the weight of his emotions. "But I don't want to hurt you," he said, his thumbs ghosting over the bruises on Blitzo's skin. "I want to be gentle, to make you feel good."
Blitzo reached up, his hand shaky but determined as he cupped Stolis's cheek. "You do," he said, his voice filled with conviction. "But sometimes, the best kind of love is the one that makes you feel alive. Even if it's a little painful."
Stolis searched his eyes, the depth of the love and acceptance he found there taking his breath away. He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to the bruised skin of Blitzo's neck. "I'll always make sure you're okay," he promised, his voice a soft growl.
Blitzo nodded, his eyes drifting shut as Stolis's lips continued to move against his skin. The kisses grew more insistent, the gentle nips and licks a reminder of their earlier passion. He felt the beginnings of arousal stirring within him once more, despite the intensity of their recent lovemaking. Stolis's hands roamed over his body, rekindling the flames that had only just begun to die down.
"I need to be inside you again," Stolis murmured, his voice a seductive purr that sent shivers down Blitzo's spine. He didn't wait for a response, his fingers finding Blitzo's entrance and pushing in, testing his readiness. Blitzo's body responded immediately, the tightness giving way to the familiar stretch. Stolis watched with hooded eyes as he worked his fingers in and out, preparing his lover for what was to come.
"Ready?" he asked, his voice thick with desire.
Blitzo took a shaky breath, his body already betraying his eagerness. "Yeah," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper.
Stolis positioned himself again, his cock nudging at Blitzo's entrance. This time, he took it slow, pushing in inch by inch until he was fully seated. Blitzo's body tightened around him, a silent testament to his need. He kissed the smaller demon gently, his love and care evident in every touch.
They moved together in a rhythm that was almost painfully beautiful, their bodies speaking a language of love that transcended words. The rain outside had turned into a storm, the thunder echoing the pounding of their hearts. Blitzo's eyes never left Stolis's, the trust and desire in them making Stolis feel like the king of the world.
He leaned down, capturing Blitzo's mouth in a bruising kiss that left them both gasping for air. His hands roamed over the demon's body, leaving a trail of fire in their wake. He felt the tension in Blitzo's muscles, the way he was holding onto the edge, and he knew that he wanted to be the one to push him over it again.
Withdrawing his fingers, Stolis reached down, his cock sliding back into Blitzo's welcoming warmth. He began to move again, his strokes long and deep, each one sending a jolt of pleasure through them both. The rain outside had turned into a full-blown storm, the thunder a mournful bass to their love making. The lightning flashed through the windows, casting stark shadows across the room and illuminating the raw emotion on their faces.
Blitzo's eyes never left Stolis's, the intensity of their connection palpable. He wrapped his legs around the taller demon's waist, his heels digging into the small of Stolis's back. His hips met each thrust with an urgency that was almost desperate, his body begging for more. Stolis obliged, his own need building again as he watched the play of pleasure across Blitzo's features.
The storm outside grew wilder, the thunder crashing in time with their passion. Each flash of lightning painted the room in stark whites and blacks, highlighting the lines of their entwined bodies. The sound of the rain pounding against the windows was a constant reminder of the world outside, but in here, it was just the two of them. The warmth of their bodies created a cocoon that shielded them from the tempest, their love the only force that mattered.
Stolis felt Blitzo's orgasm building, the way his body tightened around him, the way his breath caught in his throat. He knew that the smaller demon was close, that he was teetering on the edge of something incredible. "Come for me," he growled, his voice a dark command that sent a shiver down Blitzo's spine.
The storm outside was a mirror to the one raging inside Blitzo. His eyes flew open, his pupils blown wide with need. "Stols," he gasped, his nails digging into Stolis's back. "I'm...I'm gonna..."
Stolis kissed him hard, his tongue delving deep as he felt the first clench of Blitzo's inner muscles around his cock. "Do it," he urged, his own climax just a heartbeat away. "Let go for me, baby."
With a strangled cry, Blitzo did just that. His body convulsed as he came, the force of it pushing Stolis over the edge as well. The thunder roared as they reached their peak, their cries of ecstasy mingling with the fury of the storm outside. Stolis felt his lover's warmth flood over him, the sensation of it sending him spiraling into his own orgasm. He thrust into Blitzo one last time before collapsing on top of him, both of them panting and trembling with the aftermath of their passion.
For a long moment, they lay there, their hearts pounding in unison, the rain outside a gentle reminder of the world that continued to turn, unbothered by their intense union. Stolis rolled off of Blitzo, pulling him close to his side, his arms wrapping around the smaller demon protectively. The couch cushions were stained with their combined fluids, but neither of them cared.
Blitzo's eyes remained closed, his chest rising and falling with each heavy breath. Stolis couldn't help but admire the beauty of the demon beneath him, his body a canvas of sweat, cum, and bruises. Each mark was a symbol of their love, a declaration of the passion that consumed them.
"Rest," Stolis murmured, his voice gentle as he stroked Blitzo's hair. "Let sleep love heal us."
The smaller demon nodded, his eyes drifting shut as he melted into the embrace. The storm outside had passed, leaving in its wake a gentle patter of rain and a sense of peace that seemed to seep into the very fabric of the room. Stolis held him tight, his own eyes never leaving the bruised and beautiful face of his lover. He felt a fierce protectiveness swell within him, a need to keep Blitzo safe and cherished.
As the minutes ticked by, their breathing grew steady, the only sound the rhythmic beating of their hearts. The room grew darker as the sun set, the only light coming from the flickering neon sign outside the window, casting a soft glow across their intertwined forms. Stolis knew that sleep would come soon, that the love they had shared would weave its magic and heal any lingering pain or doubt.
Blitzo's body grew warm and heavy against his, a sweet weight that made Stolis feel more grounded than he had in centuries. He continued to stroke his lover's hair, feeling the soft strands between his fingers, a silent promise of care and protection. The rain had slowed to a gentle patter, a lullaby that lulled them closer to slumber.
Exhaustion pulled at him, a siren's song that grew more tempting with each passing moment. Stolis's eyelids grew heavy, his body still humming with the aftermath of their love making. He felt the beginnings of sleep tugging at the edges of his consciousness, a gentle reminder that even demons needed rest.
With a contented sigh, he allowed his eyes to close, his cock still nestled inside Blitzo's warmth. The smaller demon's body was a soft pillow beneath him, the steady rise and fall of his chest a comforting lullaby. Stolis's arms tightened around him, pulling him closer as if afraid he might vanish into the night.
Sleep claimed them both, their bodies a tangle of limbs and love. The room was a cocoon of quiet, the rain outside a soothing background noise that washed away the tension of the day. Stolis felt himself drift off, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. The scent of Blitzo's hair, the feel of his skin, the taste of his mouth - all of it was etched into his soul.
As he fell into the abyss of slumber, Stolis's hand found its way to Blitzo's chest, feeling the steady rhythm of his heart. His cock, still semi-hard, remained buried inside his lover, the connection between them unbroken even as they rested. He felt a sense of peace that was alien to him, a warmth that spread through his body and eased the ache in his chest.
"Goodnight, Blitzo," he murmured against the demon's neck, his voice thick with sleep. "I love you."
The words hung in the air, a declaration that seemed to resonate through every cell of their bodies. Stolis felt Blitzo's breath hitch at his ear, the smaller demon's grip on him tightening. "I love you too, Stols," Blitzo whispered back, his voice barely audible above the soft patter of rain.
As the last of their consciousness slipped away into the embrace of sleep, their hearts beat in sync, their breaths mingling. The room was a cocoon of warmth and safety, the outside world forgotten. Stolis's arm was draped heavily over Blitzo's waist, his hand resting possessively on the curve of his hip. The smaller demon had never felt more cherished, more claimed