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"What a dreadful morning," Stolas mumbled into his coffee mug as he fed one of his plants. He'd have to make a run for more fresh meat for his lovely creatures tomorrow. Today, however, he didn't want to do much of anything. It was a human holiday and his least favorite as of late.
Valentine's day.
With his divorce from Stella finalized and Octavia spending the week with her, he didn't have much love to give in his home. Besides his plants
There was Blitzo, but they weren't exactly on speaking terms since the incident at Ozzie's. It'd been a few months, and neither had the gull to reconcile. Stolas knew the imp had too much pride to open up to him and he was too guilty about the way he has been treating Blitzo and their relationship to even think of what to say. Their relationship was strictly business.
At least in the beginning.
He gave up his body for the imp to run a business. It was an even exchange. Stolas got the fucking of his life, something he wasn't getting from his empty marriage, and Blitzo got to make money. They liked it that way.
Or so he thought.
Eventually, the sex wasn't enough. Sure the rough kinky nights they shared were amazing, but he wanted, no needed, something more. He wanted to cuddle, watch movies, go on dates, he even thought about moving in with the imp. It was hurting him that they hadn't spoken in months. When the imps needed the grimoire Moxxie would retrieve it and also return it the night before the full moon. It was awful not knowing what Blitzo had been up to in the month leading to the full moon. It was the one time that they could spend together not having to worry about their jobs or anything else but each other. It hurt.
Stolas thought that maybe he should try to talk to Blitzo just to ask how he was doing or how the business was. He could bring up something to the other imp about needing to talk to Blitzo about his grimoire or anything for that matter, just so he could see the male. Anything would suffice at this point.
As he thought about all the possible ways to get Blitzo to converse with him, the phone began to ring. A small galactical cloud billowed in the air forming the words 'Blitzy is calling.' Stolas scrambled to answer the call, dropping his mug, scattering glass and coffee over the floor. He didn't get to open his mouth however as the imp was already talking.
"Listen, Millie and Moxxie invited me to go shopping or whatever. Some dumb Valentine's day shit. Come with me. I- just say yes." Blitzo didn't have to ask twice.
"Of course. Where do I meet you?" He was already planning everything out in his head. What he would wear, how he would do his makeup, what he would say. He would try to dial it down from their date at Ozzie's. He didn't want to mess up again.
He would do anything to get back in the imp's good graces.
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To say this date was awkward would be an understatement. Millie and Moxxie invited the pair to Earth since Valentine's day was a human holiday. They also wanted to try out their human disguises. The M&M couple looked amazing. Millie was short, slim with subtle curves, her black hair was replaced with a dark purple bob and her face was covered in freckles. Moxxie looked much the same minus the curves, and his hair was light blonde. Blitzo was even more perfect. The imp looked uncomfortable, but stolas couldn't help internally compliment him. He was lean, slightly taller than normal, his skin was pale, the scar over his eye was pink and rough. Stolas wanted to run his hand over it. He was gorgeous.
The other couple ran off quickly leaving Stolas and Blitzo alone, claiming they'd meet up in a few hours. The demon prince knew it was a setup to get the two together and talking again.
"You look ni-" Blitzo put his hand up to stop the owl.
"Look Stolas, I don't want this," He gestured between the two of them, "us to be fucked anymore. Let's forget Ozzie's and that cum dumpster clown. Business partner?" Blitzo stuck out his hand, fingers spread for a handshake. Stolas looked down at the imp's long fingers hesitantly. He wanted to say yes, but the past behind him and move on. But he didn't want to be there for just business. Stolas looked at their surroundings. All the shops were covered in red or pink, roses and heart-shaped balloons all over them, couples laughing and holding hands. He imagined they were those couples, sharing coffee and exchanging gifts.
This is not what he wanted.
"No," Stolas spoke confidently. He was tired of holding his emotions back. Blitzo's hand dropped as we as his face. he quickly regained his composure, however, something the imp was good at. "Look around us Blitzy! It's Valentine's day and you're talking business. Stop this nonsense." The demon prince could feel his eyes welling with tears. "I love you for fuck's sake!" Stolas couldn't contain his tears now. "I love you damnit. And I'm tired of hiding it. I want more than sex. I want more than just helping you little imps. I want you. I want-" Blitzo grabbed the edge of the taller man's blazer and pulled him to his level.
"I've been waiting for you to say that for a long time." The imp pressed his lips against Stolas's. The demon prince smiled into the kiss. This is really all he wanted.