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“Oh Ozzie, you’re being disgusting tonight” Fizzarolli purred coyly, eyes half lidded as he gave Asmodeus a sultry look.
“You make it so hard to be anything but” Ozzie chuckled as he lowered his hand, full of the brightest most potently fragrance flowers in all of hell.
Fizzarolli hugged the gifted bouquet in his arm, it was nearly half his size. He buried his face in what was essentially one of hells finest luxury items, sniffing at the pleasant scent. He sighed happily as he elongated his free arm and wrapped it around Ozzie’s offered bicep.
The two of them walked into Ozzie’s new passion project, something that was taking up most of the sins free time as of late. It was still a work in progress but it was essentially complete and ready for its opening night next week.
Only he wanted Fizzarolli to get a taste of it before he officially opened the doors, after all, Fizzarolli had inspired the idea in him.
They stepped inside, Fizzarolli’s eyes going wide as he looked at the magnificent interior. It was even more luxurious than Ozzie’s, which came as a surprise to the imp.
“holy shit. How much did all this cost?! I thought this was a small project!” Fizz gawked, thinking he had seen the highest of luxury until now.
“It got a little bigger than intended” Ozzie said with a sneaky smile
“This place is gonna put Ozzies to shame” Fizzarolli said as his eyes wondered, staring up at the high ceilings, covered in intricate heart designs with glistening chandeliers. The colour pallet was one that Fizzarolli recognized intimately, they were picked off his jester outfit underneath the pink stage lights at Ozzies.
“I hope so. Though it will have an entirely different customer base than Ozzie’s” The sin of lust cooed as they approached their table, it was in a prime location in the center of the main hall by the restaurants key feature, a big Lava fall running from the roof into the floor behind a crystal wall of glass providing them with privacy.
Asmodeus pulled out an unusual looking chair for Fizz “I thought sitting on books could get uncomfortable for you. I wouldn’t want to put anymore strain on your cute little bottom” Ozzie teased
Fizzarolli looked over the chair, the legs were tall, putting the cushion close enough to the table top so Fizz could comfortably reach his food without needing a baby seat “What a gentleman” Fizz cooed playfully as he stepped on a convenient stair to more easily pull himself onto the chair designed specifically for small demons such as himself. immediately looking at Ozzie doe eyed, he’d never had someone go so far out of their way for his comforts before. Especially when it was so unnecessary, he could sit on books like any other imp.. but Ozzie did it anyway.
Asmodeus sat on the opposite end of the table, he pushed the center piece to the side, so he could more clearly see his beloved staring back at him.
They both leaned as far across the table as they could, resting their heads in their palms and elbows on the table top, Fizzarollis tail curled into the vague shape of a heart
“So spill it big boy, what’s the occasion? I’m not forgetting some big important anniversary am I?”
“… Today is the 3ed year anniversary of the first time you sucked my dick with a mouth full of pop rocks” Ozzie teased
Fizzarolli smiled and raised his brow, wondering what Ozzie was playing at “No it isn’t. That was November 3ed”
“ah, it was wasn’t it?” Ozzie played dumb
“You know damn well it was, we celebrate that anniversary more religiously than Christmas!” He tilted his head cutely “Tell me the real reason were here”
“Alright, alright” Ozzie chuckled, shaking his head “the truth is… I don’t need a reason to treat you good, baby” Ozzie said in a sultry voice as he reached across the table and put his hand on top of Fizzarolli’s.
The imp swooned “mmm Casanova~” he purred “you know just what to say to me, don’t you?”
“Anything to make you smile. Now come give me some suga baby” Ozzie tapped his lips
Fizz vibrated his tongue to make a loud purring sound as he leaned cross the table, meeting Ozzie half way as he kissed the deadly sin, the heat from Ozzie's inferno making for hot kisses that warmed the imps lips.
Ozzie put a hand on the back of Fizzarolli’s head, gently pushing into him as they shared that tender kiss together. They both shut their eyes, getting a bit carried away.
“ahm..” they heard someone’s throat clear after an undisclosed amount of time making out, they parted from the kiss, looking over at their intruder.
It was some penguin suit wearing butler demon “Gentlemen. Your menus” he said with a posh and snobby voice.
Ozzie cleared his throat, a little bashful for succumbing to his instincts just now.
“Hey learn to read the room Jackass” Fizz barked at the waiter, not very pleased their make out session had been so rudely interrupted.
Fizzarolli sat back in his chair, turning his attention to the menu. It was plain black on the outside, without a single word on the thing. Inside there was a menu, written in shiny rose gold print, but it was clearly a mock up, since the branding was not yet in order.
“So what are you gonna name the place huh? It’s opening soon, You gotta get the signage up” Fizzarolli asked, finding it odd the branding wasn’t done yet.
“What do you think I should name it?” Ozzie asked, looking over his menu
“I don’t know, Asmo’s? Goes with Ozzie’s. Get some brand recognition, like a sister location” Fizzarolli suggested
“hm, that’s one option” Ozzie smiled “Though I thought I should name it after my muse”
Fizz wasn’t paying much attention as he read over the menu “what’s that?”
“I want to name it Fizzy’s” Ozzie smirked
“what?” Fizz chocked on the air and coughed “I mean… seriously? You’re going to name this whole place after me?” Fizz looked dumbfounded.
“Why not? Ozzie’s and Fizzy’s, the names fit perfectly, less like sisters more like lovers~” he cooed
Fizzarolli laid his menu in front of him “I know we’ve not.. ya know.. been very subtle about this whole thing between us lately.. it’s just.. people are gonna talk!”
“let them talk”
“man, you make it sound so easy” Fizz smirked
“it is easy!” Ozzie insisted “I’m sick of putting on a show for these demons”
Fizzarolli was blushing, with a big smile from dot to dot “Those two sappy vanilla imps got into your head Ozz, you sure we can handle the scrutiny?”
“This has been in my head for a long time Fizz. I am a King, but I have been capitulating to the expectations of demons so far below me, like a coward” his face faltered, a mix of shame and anger
Fizzarolli extended his arm to brush his hand against Ozzie’s “everyone accommodates to public expectations” Fizzarolli insisted “Look at me, I made a whole career off it!” he giggled, trying to lighten the mood
Ozzies wrapped both of his hands around Fizzarolli’s “I’m done compromising you for them” there was a glint in his eye as he stared into Fizzarolli’s “I won’t do it anymore.. if that’s okay with you”
Fizzarolli’s heart fluttered “Like you said, you’re a King, you can do whatever you want” Fizzarolli purred “I have no problem with it”
“Than it’s settled.. welcome to Fizzy’s Fizzy~” Ozzie sang “a place where demons can drown each other in affection, love, tenderness and romance” the big man kissed Fizzarolli’s hand, then continued to kiss it all the way up until he was standing, leaning over the table, kissing Fizzarolli’s jaw line while his jester laughed, over whelmed with joy.
“Is something about my kisses funny, Giggles~” Ozzie teased with a smirk
“heh its just your fur, I’m ticklish!” he pretended to pull away, but truly his fit was brought upon by immense happiness that filled his insides and spilled from his mouth in the form of laughter.
Ozzie stole another kiss off the imps lips, basking in the sound of his quieting laughter. Fizzarolli’s face was entirely red now, with tears falling down his eyes.
“You’re beautiful” Ozzie cooed
“You’re giving me a complexion” Fizz rebuffed as he caught his breath, smile never leaving his face as he went back to the menu, becoming more and more amused until he looked up at Ozzie again.
“Real cute designing the menu after my refined pallet Oz, but you know I eat like shit. You have instant noodles on here for 87 cents. It doesn’t exactly match the hoity-toity taste of the demons who are gonna eat here”
“I know babe” Ozzie waved over the waiter as he put his menu down “This is all off menu, just for you~” Ozzie blew a heart shaped puff of smoke towards Fizzarolli
Fizzarolli swooned as the smoke dissipated around him “in that case I’ll take the fries and a chocolate shake~” he said to the waiter, never breaking eye contact with Asmodeus
“a hell hog roasted over fire and brimstone for myself” Ozzie added “and a bottle of champagne”
“Yes sirs, very good” the waiter took both their menus, bowed and left towards the kitchen.
“You’re eating a whole plate of broccoli when we get home” Ozzie threatened with s grin
“eugh, I hope my food choices catch up to me and I have a heart attack before that happens”
“that would be some pretty bad publicity so close to opening”
“you might lose the romantic crowd but I bet a lot of weirdos would come to poke my dead body”
“I wouldn’t leave you there!”
“What would you do?”
“Kill everyone in Lust than myself” Ozzie said straight faced
Fizz bit his lip “For someone who hasn’t been romantic in a few millennia you sure are good at it”
“you bring it out of me like a dormant instinct” he purred “I’m going to spend every waking moment chasing that smile”
Before they knew it the two were leaning in again, staring deep into one another’s eyes, not even noticing the time pass as they indulged in the fluttering feeling In their stomachs.
They could both smell the aroma in the air as the hell pig was roasted on a spike and the potatoes were deep fried in bubbling oil.
“your champagne, sirs” the waiter returned with a large bottle, popping the cork and pouring them each a drink into appropriate sized glasses for both imp and sin.
“Your food will be out momentarily” the waiter said, politely bowing again then taking his leave.
“man, that guy is whipped” Fizzarolli said, impressed by the demons professionalism
“He better be. He’s getting paid a lot” Ozzie chuckled
Before they could finish their first sip of champagne a trolly was used out of the kitchen door and onto the restaurant floor. On it was a massive pig with a big apple in its mouth. Foliage surrounded the beast, for decoration, Fizzarolli guessed.
Another waiter followed beside with a big plate of fries over his head and a massive ice cream shake in his other hand.
After placing down Fizzarolli’s order, both staff members took one end of the pig platter, hoisting it up and onto the table infront of Ozzie.
The female kissed her fingers “magnifique” she said simply “Enjoy your meals” they both bowed then took the trolley back to the kitchen.
“a little pretentious, but I think the blue bloods will like it” Fizzarolli teased as he nibbled on a single long fry.
“Oh? Is it too much?”
“Babe they gave me a fork and steak knife to go with my fries. The ketchup is in a gravy boat” Fizz teased
“okay, maybe things could lighten up in here”
Fizz smiled warmly “it’s perfect Oz” Fizz sighed happily, he could tell just how much effort went into this night, the chair, the imp sized portions, cutlery and glasses. It was weird being in such a fancy place without a cup he could swim in.
Asmodeus couldn’t describe how charmed he was by that imps smile, it was perfect, from the two dots at the sides of his mouth, to his sharp buck tooth in the center.
“You gonna eat or just stare at me?” Fizz ask, bringing Ozzie back to reality “I could do a sexy pose if that would strike your fancy” he puts one of his hands behind his head, winking while he shoved food into his mouth.
“you don’t have to pose to be sexy” Ozzie stated as he tore the leg off the pig, closing his jaw around the massive appendage, then mere second later pulling the bone out of his mouth, stripped clean of any residue, the bone practically looked polished.
Asmodeus was very clean as he ate, using his fork and knife to cut chunks off his pig while Fizzarolli dipped his fries into the milkshake he had gotten.
“Enjoying your food baby?”
“mmmf, so much” Fizzarolli said while sucking milkshake and salt off his fingers.
Ozzie reached across the table, grabbing a fry from the little imps plate
“Hey! Don’t steal my food!” Fizz picked up his fork, shaking it at Ozzie like a weapon “I’m just a little guy, I have growing to do! A big man like you is gonna steal food out the mouth of a little guy like me?!”
Ozzie chuckled while he waved the food he had stolen in front of Fizz “you’re gonna have to come get what’s yours”
“Humph, I’m not playing your little ga—” suddenly Fizz shot his arms across the table, nearly grabbing back his fry before Ozzie could move it just in time
“Sneaky little imp!” he laughed before bringing the fry towards his mouth. But it was intercepted as Fizzarolli extended his legs, hoisting himself over the table, opening his mouth and wrapping those lips around the fry, his lips gently sucked on Ozzies fingers before he pulled off, the fry had disappeared.
Fizz sat back down across the table, Ozzie was speechless.
“I use to fight hellgulls for the food scraps at the carnival, I ain’t losing a fry to you or to them!” he announced proudly.
Ozzie put his elbows onto the table “just a little taste baby”
“A little taste? Then you’ll leave my food alone?”
Ozzie nodded with a sweet smile on his lips “promise”
Fizz tapped his chin as he balanced out the options. “you better not get greedy on me” the imp said as he was once again standing, legs stretched out to give him some height as his lips met Ozzie’s. The sin was surprised, but as he tasted the salty deep fried flavor of his imps lips, he understood.
This was definitely better than a fry.
Fizzarolli pulled back, breaking the kiss too soon for Ozzies liking. But that was the same with every kiss, always over too quickly.
“mmm Fizzy, If I knew it would taste so good I’d have asked for the whole meal”
Fizzarolli trembled excitedly, Ozzie’s voice just had that effect on people “greedy bastard” Fizz cooed
“Call me Mammon, cause I want a monopoly on all your kisses baby” he kissed the air between them.
“you’re relentless!” Fizz accused while laughing “can’t even eat my dinner”
“Sorry darling” he cooed “eat your food, I’ll get those kisses in a to go box”
“So corny..” Fizz shook his head as he continued to enjoy his meal, barely noticing the odd way Ozzie was looking at him. It wasn’t pure affection like before.. there was a nervous air about it.
When Fizzarolli finished his meal the aura around Ozzie had only gotten denser, though he smiled happily there was something a miss about it, Fizz couldn’t put his finger on it, or why Ozzie was suddenly as anxious as a demon on their first date.
“You haven’t touched your pig in a while” Fizzarolli pointed out, hoping he could snap Ozzie out of this state.
The sin sighed loudly, his chest got a bit more pronounced as he straightened his posture. Fizz tried not to look too curious, taking a long drink of his champagne to mask his expression.
“Fizzarolli..”
“mm?” he hummed just as he quickly swallowed his drink
“I hope you can forgive me”
Fizzarolli felt the anxious energy spreading to himself now, he had never seen Ozzie acting so oddly before “for what?”
Ozzie climbed out of his chair, although it only took a moment to stand next to Fizz, it felt like a life time to them both
“It’s been 12 long years since we’ve been together, and I’ve loved you for damn near all of them” he said in a voice so humble, it lacked any showmanship that Ozzie was a natural at. “I thought it was just a fluke, but I’ve only grown more and more in love with you since the day we met”
Fizzarolli felt his heart pounding as Ozzie slowly dropped to one knee “This might go against everything I am supposed to be, and if it does I don’t want to be that person any longer”
He cupped Fizzarolli’s shaking hands in his own “I should have done this sooner”
Asmodeus reached behind his back, taking out a tiny imp sized ring box, if this moment wasn’t the most terrifying thing Fizzarolli had ever experienced he would have found it humorous in Ozzies big hands.
“Become my one and only, Fizzarolli” he opened the box, revealing a wedding band donned in the biggest gems Fizzarolli had ever seen
“Will you marry me?”
Fizz choked on saliva that was in his mouth “you- you’re serious?! You can’t be serious?”
“I am serious”
“No way!” Fizzarolli burst out, then realized his error when he saw Ozzies shocked and saddened expression “I mean.. FUCK YES TO THE PROPOSAL BUT NO WAY YOU’RE ACTUALLY ASKING ME” he gasped, forgetting how to breath.
The anxiousness around Ozzie seemed to disappear with that single phrase. “I’ve never been more serious about anything in my whole eternity!” Ozzie announced
He took the ring from the box, placing it onto Fizzarolli’s slender metallic hand, it fit perfectly and stood out against the sleek black metal.
“I can’t believe this..” Fizz choked out, otherwise speechless
Ozzie chuckled “let it sink in”
Fizzarolli never thought he would get married.. not after what happened with Blitzo, not after he started seeing the king of Lust.
This was a dream come true, a dream he thought he had left behind him all those years ago.
“I.. you.. i..” Fizzarolli didn’t know what he was trying to day, just that he needed to say something to convey his happiness, his gratitude, his undying love for the king.
Fizzarolli settled on just smashing his lips into Ozzies, kissing him so fiercefully, hoping that would convey the message he wanted to send.
Ozzie seemed to get it.
Still knelt in front of Fizz, he tilted his head, pressed forward and kissed him back. He could feel Fizzarolli’s arms wrapping around his neck, his fingers gripping as his mane, which Ozzies extra heads began to cover in kisses.
When the kiss broke, Ozzie and Fizz breathed in deeply
“I knew you’d say yes” Ozzie cooed smugly as he brushed his hand over Fizzarolli’s cheek, wiping the stray happy tears that fell.
“I.. I couldn’t say no to a rock this big” Fizzarolli jested with a cheeky grin
“that’s why I bought it~ Ozzie teased back
“you’re what, six billion years old now? Your gonna croak any day now! And all the fortune will be mine” he teased, running a finger under Ozzie's chin
“You’ve been playing the long game huh?” Ozzie put his arms around the imp, squeezing him close and pressing their foreheads together “It worked out well for you, I’m hooked”
“I’m the luckiest imp in hell!”
“Only because I’m not an imp”
Fizzarolli felt his heart swelling, he was breathless. Closing his eyes and again closing the distance between them, indulging in his fiancé all consuming embrace.
They felt like the only demons in all of hell, completely engulfed in the perfect reality they were living in, one full of love and happiness.
It wasn't until they heard a shuffling sound that either looked up from one another.
All of the kitchen staff, the waiters, and anyone else who happened to be in the restaurant were staring at the duo with wide eyes. It wasn't until they had been spotted that the gathering of voyers began to dispurse with the sound of casual whistles.
But even knowing they'd been seen and that news was likely already spreading didn't do anything to rain on the duos good mood. They were enraptured in this blissful feeling.
"Maybe we should take this elsewhere" Fizzarolli ran his fingers in circles through Ozzies chest hair. "I have some sugary sweet things I wanna do to you, hubby" he giggled
Ozzies fur puffed with excitement "you're going to experience more love than you can handle tonight, baby"
Fizzarolli purred "bring it on"