Dancing With Fire: Chapter 21

No, his blitzy surely wouldn't be that cruel, would he? no, now that he thought of it, blitzø was usually late for everything.

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Dancing With Fire - Chapter 15

"to...my...darling...big...dicked...blitzy..." he mumbled. then he froze. "damnation!" he growled, then ripped the sheet free and replaced it with a fresh one. stolas took a deep breath, then tried again. "to...my...dearest...blitzy..." he wrote.

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Blitzo x Stolas Breathplay [COMMISSION]

"come on blitzie, i'm dying to finally try that little new plaything of yours!" he giggled as the rope was tied tight around his wrists. "don't start giving me ideas stolas...

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Dancing With Fire: Chapter 26

Maybe then the time you spend with my blitzy won't be so pleasant."

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Dancing With Fire - Chapter 11

"merry heckmas, blitzy~" stolas cooed. "the fuck happened to you?" asked blitzø, "you get in a fight with satan's little helpers and lose?" stolas's laugh was a high, avian trill. "ohh blitzy, you never fail to amuse me.

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Dancing With Fire: Chapter 24

"yes, that sounds like a wonderful idea, blitzy," he said. the imp cringed. stolas had been making an effort to say his name right, but he was slipping more than usual lately. he better not be falling into old habits!

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Owl & Imps

"my dear blitzy, you always know just what to say," purred stolas, his eyes lighting up as he shed his robe, leaving the demon noble sitting on his bed fully naked, his cock quickly rising to full erection.

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Loona and the Stolen Sense-Feather - Chapter 2

"blitzy and i have some work to do. hee he-he." he begins to massage the shoulders of the red imp, who seems to melt backwards into the touch. "oooh~ ... ahem, bye loony, we'll see you soon!"

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Loona's Heatceñera

"blitzie? is that you?" a posh, effeminate man's voice answered. "stolas! please, i need another favor ten minutes ago!" blitzo answered in a hushed panic. "blitzie, slow down and tell me what's going on.

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