˗ˏˋ Blitzø does return the favor in the bedroom, and he’s going to prove it ˎˊ˗
Your lazy night in was interrupted by a loud banging on your door, making you jump and pause your TV. Checking your phone, you see that it's just after midnight, and you frown; who the fuck would be knocking on your door this late?
Whoever it was loudly knocked again before yelling through the door, “It’s Blitz open up!”
You sigh in frustration at the familiar name and voice of your frequent booty call. Of course, it was Blitzø. The man would never call or text; instead, he would just show up at random and expect you to rework your plans for him. You get up and drag yourself to the door, opening it and fully prepared to cuss him out, “Blitz, what-”
You barely got the door open before the imp was storming inside your apartment and slamming it shut behind him, “Listen, I’ve had a long and shitty night, and now I need to prove something to myself, so if you could get naked and in bed that would be fan-fucking-tastic.”
Blitzø walked around you and made his way to your bedroom, taking his leather jacket off and tossing it on the couch in the process. You stood there dumbfounded for a moment before taking off after him, “What?”
“Oh my fucking Satan, can you just take your fucking pants off.” Blitzø snapped, standing at the foot of your bed with his arms crossed. You could tell something was wrong, even if he hadn’t told you he had a shitty night; it was obvious from his expression alone.
The two of you weren’t exactly the ‘talk about your feelings’ type, but you’ve never seen Blitzo this bothered before. Something really fucked up must’ve happened for him to be this visibly upset, “What happened?”
“Maybe I’ll tell you after I’m done with you.” Blitzø tried to flirt, and you only glared at him in response. He huffed in annoyance, “A lot of shit that I don’t want to talk about happened, okay? But one thing that did happen is that my ex said I don’t reciprocate in bed, and I know that shit is a lie.”
“So that’s what you need to prove to yourself? That you can please your bedmate?” you asked, rolling your eyes and leaning on the doorframe.
“Not just any bedmate!” Blitzø yelled, obviously getting worked up at the memory of whatever happened, “I need to prove that I can pleasure a pussy haver! That bitch made it seem like I don’t know where the clit is, and I cannot have that!”
Your eye twitched at the term ‘pussy haver,’ but still, you sighed and walked over towards the bed, “Yaknow, I don’t think you’ve ever eaten me out before.”
“Yeah, well, you’ve never sucked me off either. We’re more of the quick fuck type of booty call.” Blitzø rolled his eyes, “Now, am I gonna have to cut your stupid sleep shorts off or what?”
You stood silently in front of him for a moment, looking him up and down, trying to decide if you were really going to do this. The assassin seemed almost desperate for you to agree, and honestly, you did kind of want to see if he actually was good at eating pussy or not.
With a tired sigh, you slip out of your shorts and panties before climbing up onto your bed. Blitzø smirks at you before clapping his hands together and rubbing them, “You should also take your top off; I’m about to give you some real underboob sweat.”
“Literally, what the fuck?” You snap, glaring at him as he pushes your legs apart. The feeling of the cool air on your exposed core makes you shiver, and you quickly pull off your t-shirt.
Blitzø pulls your folds apart with his thumbs, exposing you even more, and spits on your pussy. You jump at the suddenness of his action and open your mouth to yell at him before he moves one of his thumbs, sliding it between your folds to spread his spit. You moan softly when he just barely brushes your clit, and you hear him mumble, “See, you fucking skank, I know exactly where the clit is.”
“Yep, you sure showed her. Now, why don’t you rub it or something.” You whined when his thumb only grazed the sensitive nub again.
“Oh no, I’m gonna do this right,” Blitzø said and began circling your entrance with his middle finger. “Which means I’m gonna draw it out as long as possible.”
You moan loudly when he slides his finger inside of you; your legs fall open impossibly wider as you glare down at him, “You’re an ass.”
“It’s your fault for thinking otherwise, sweetheart.” Blitzø meets your glare with a smirk before leaning down and flicking his forked tongue against your clit. Your hips buck up at the small bit of friction, pushing his finger deeper inside of you and making you grip the sheets tightly.
Using his free hand to hold your hips down against the bed, Blitzø started to pump his finger in and out of you slowly as he dragged his tongue between your folds. Every time the forked tip of his tongue cradled your clit, your hips jerked, and you moaned, no doubt alerting your neighbors to what you were up to.
After a few minutes of this slow torture, Blitzø finally pushed a second finger inside of you, making your back arch, “Oh fuck, Blitz.”
“Yeah, that's right,” Blitzø grunted against your mound, his fingers moving faster inside of you, “You better remember who’s making you feel this good.”
“Blitz your tongue-” You whine, missing the feeling of his mouth on you.
“What about it, sugar?” Blitzø asked, bringing this thumb up to rub agonizingly slow circles against your clit as his fingers continued to fuck into you, curling up just right and hitting your sweet spot. “Awe, does the dumb slut want my tongue on her clit? Are you gonna beg for it?”
You let out a frustrated groan, not wanting to give in to this stupid game but also needing his stupidly long tongue to cum, “Please, Blitz, fuck! Please use your tongue!”
“Well, when you ask so nicely.” You didn’t have to look at the imp to know he was smirking as he said that before he sucked your clit into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the small nub and making you all but scream.
You couldn’t help yourself anymore and reached down, grabbing Blitzø’s horns and pulling his face closer. You felt more than heard his muffled grunt of surprise, the noise vibrating against your sensitive skin and making your legs shake. That all-too-familiar heat began coiling in your abdomen, and you started rocking your hips against him as you moaned, “I’m so close!”
Something suddenly brushing against your left breast, pushing against your neglected nipple, and sending a shiver up your spine caught your attention. You pried your eyes open to see Blitzø had snaked his tail up your body, the flat end of it pressing against your tit until it lifted and came back down with a hard smack.
“Blitz fuck!” You cried out as you came, body overwhelmed with the amount of stimulation.
Blitzø continued his brutal pace as you soaked his face. His fingers still fucked against your g-spot, his tongue still circled your swollen clit, and his tail still smacked against your nipple until you were begging him to stop. He finally pulled away from you with a wet pop and leaned over you with a smirk while he licked his lips.
“So?” He asked, sounding out of breath but looking way more smug than when he showed up, “How was that?”
You panted, completely slumped against your bed, and getting pissed off at the sweaty feeling under your boobs, “That was-”
The sound of a high-pitched barking started blaring from Blitzø’s pocket, and you tilted your head to watch as he quickly pulled his phone out. You knew that was his daughter Loona’s ringtone, so when the imp’s eyes widened impossibly large before he scurried off the bed, you became nervous. “Blitz? Everything okay?”
“Yeah- shit!” Blitzø cursed as he fell off your bed, and you just rolled your eyes, “Yeah, Looney just needs me to pick her up!”
You just sat on your bed and listened as Blitzo ran out of your room and grabbed his jacket, “Okay, well-”
The sound of your front door opening and slamming shut cut you off, leaving you alone again. Looking at the clock on your nightstand, you saw time as a little past one in the morning and sighed. If it weren’t for the wet feeling between your legs and the satisfied ach in your body, it would almost feel like he’d never been at all.
You flopped back down on your bed with a huff, “Asshole.”
I did it guys I finished the fic high me decided I was gonna write😌
You shift impatiently, raising your hips up under the imp’s mouth as he sucks a mark slowly into your inner thigh. His claws flex where they’re clutching your hips, and you let a frustrated groan slip out of you when he refuses to take the hint and simply turns his head and repeats the mark on your other thigh.
“Damn it, Blitz,” you practically growl, your hands bunching into fists uselessly. He has your hands bound to the headboard above you, and the silk ropes feel as though they tighten on your wrists. “If you spend any more time dicking around down there I’m going to fucking charge you rent, motherfucker.”
Blitzø sniggers, one hand leaving your hip to reach up and pinch your nipple. You jerk, body flinching trying to flinch away from the sudden pain, and his grin widens. “Who taught you filthy ass wordin’ like that, tits?”
“Go fuck yourself.”
He laughs again, climbing up your body slowly. He presses an open-mouthed kiss to your ribs, glides his tongue up from that spot to swirl it teasingly around your nipple before he stops, eye to eye with you. “Maybe later. Right now I’m fuckin’ the sass back outta you.”
“Are you?” you snap back snidely. “’Cause right now it feels like you’re doing a whole lot of nothing.”
Blitzø smirks, a mix of amused and annoyed he seems to have perfected over the last few months with you. His tail whips behind him, and your breath catches as he hooks a hand under your thigh, bending your knee and spreading your legs a little wider.
“Fuck, you’re a brat.” He kisses you, rough and messy, before you can reply, and he groans into the embrace when you press your hips up into his. Instead of doing what you want, he takes hold of your hip and forces it back down against the mattress, and he lets his teeth catch on your bottom lip in reprimand before pulling away. “It’s such a fuckin’ turn on.”
You can’t help the laugh that bubbles out of you, and you roll your eyes in amusement as he smacks a kiss on your cheek childishly before returning to kneel between your knees. He retakes your hips, claws digging into the soft muscle, and he holds your gaze with taunting eyes as he lowers his mouth to your skin and presses slow, deliberate kisses along the line of your hip towards your cunt.
“Blitz…” you whine despite your best efforts to keep your voice steady, and you see Blitz smirk into your skin at the sound of it. He doesn’t respond, letting his warm breath tickle over your slickened cunt for a moment before he moves to repeat the path on your other hip. “Damn it, Blitz! Just do it already!”
Blitzø pulls back, dropping his elbow onto your thigh so he can rest his cheek in his hand, smiling at you sharp teeth. His tail waves slowly behind him, taunting, and he trails a single finger of his other hand up from your knee along your inner thigh slowly. “Now, is that how we ask for what we want?”
You glare at him as best you can, naked and strung up on the bed, and it only seems to amuse Blitzø more. “Fuck you.”
He traces that infuriating finger up over your slit, snatching it away again when your buck your hips up in the hopes of him finally touching your clit. “Try again.”
You grind your teeth together for a moment, but he leans down to flick his tongue over your inner thigh and your stubbornness crumbles. “Please, Blitz.”
He raises a brow. “‘Please’, what?”
Oh, he is so going to pay for this.
“Please… please, Blitz.” you repeat, eyes squeezed closed so you don’t have to watch that victorious little smirk of his. You can feel your cheeks burn as you tell him, “I need your tongue on my clit.”
“There we go!” Blitzø snickers proudly. “That’s a good slut.”
Any biting response you want to make turns to a moan when he finally, finally brings his mouth down to your cunt and immediately rolls his tongue against your clit. Your hips rise, desperate, and he laughs into your cunt, lifting your leg and hooking it over his shoulder. He teases the fork of his tongue over your clit long enough to make your eyes roll back before he slides it into your hole, his thumb taking its place on your clit. He groans into you, revelling in the taste of you, and your arms strain against their binds as you grind yourself against his face.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck… God—Satan, shit!” He’s so good at this, and the fucker knows it, his claws digging deep into your thighs to add a spark of pain to the sensations he has coursing through you. Your orgasm builds quickly, tension tightening in your belly until your toes curl and your voice turns to a hoarse moan that makes his tail almost wag behind him. “Fuck, Blitz!”
i quite literally thought of this right before i fell asleep last night, now it’s 5:48am and i have to write it, please help this demon is infiltrating my life 😔✋🏽
WARNINGS: 18+ INTERACTION ONLY. THIS IS SMUT. wildly OOC Blitz, somnophilia, daddy kink, stuffie mention (could be classified as DD/lg but i’m not sure),
business has been drumming up for I.M.P lately and today was especially hard, so it wasn’t a surprise that after you got home you hopped right into the hot shower. your boyfriend was in the kitchen making a snack for himself and Loona took the rest of the weekend off to go unwind at her friends house.
you reluctantly stepped out of the shower and haphazardly wrapped a towel around yourself. your sleepy eyes were just barely open enough to navigate out of the bathroom and past the kitchen.
“hey princess, i made some- oof.” Blitz stopped dead in his tracks after he saw your droopy, nearly shut eyes. “never mind, baby. get some sleep.” he kissed your cheek and gently nudged you towards your bedroom door.
you flopped onto the bed after discarding your towel onto the floor and nearly fell asleep instantly. who knew assassinations could be so draining?
meanwhile, Blitz had a different way of unwinding. usually when you two got home from a particularly long day he’d take his frustrations out on you, he’d pound you into any surface available until you were both exhausted.
after his snack he tried his best to ignore the urge to give in to your little routine, he really did. he tried everything! taking a shower, watching TV, scrolling on his phone. nothing seemed to quell the urge to fuck your brains out. he was still hard and you were still fast asleep.
after a good five minutes of deliberation, he finally decided to just take what he wanted. you were his after all, and you were oh so obedient. even more now that you’re sleeping and if you wake up, you’re too tired to anything but lay there and enjoy it.
he snuck into your shared bedroom, only using the light from the living room to navigate the space. climbing on the bed ever so gently to make sure you didn’t wake up too quickly. the comforter was just barely covering your hips leaving your entire back exposed, and the way you were sleeping on your side with one leg pulled up, you were basically tempting him, asking for him to take you right there. you seriously couldn’t have made this easier.
Blitz pulled the blanket back while monitoring your every move. he finally got it down to your ankles before he decided to touch you. he placed his hand on your back earning a happy little sigh. he traced his hand up your back and into your hair petting you affectionately while his other one found its way to your ass, squeezing it gently.
you squirmed a little bit causing him to shush you back into a deep sleep. he moved to straddle your straightened leg to get a better grip. he took the meat of your thigh into his large hand and pulled it up to gain access to your holes. this made you stir awake. still groggy, you rubbed your eye adorably with the back of your hand. “Blitz..?” your raspy, sleepy voice barely above a whisper.
“Shh baby, go back to sleep.” he tried to reassure you. that’s nearly impossible with all of his incessant groping. “What’re you doin’?” you blink trying to adjust your eyesight. the light from the living room is just barely illuminating him.
“Here, take your stuffie.” he said, grabbing your favorite teddy from the middle of the bed. “Hold onto teddy, Daddy’s just gonna take care of something real quick, okay?” he caresses your thigh.
it finally clicked in your sleepy little mind, he’s pressing the tip of his cock against your hole. you instinctively get wet, you’re so tired but so horny now. the thought of him even attempting this while you’re sleeping is enough to have you soaked. you decide to play innocent and let him take advantage of you. you wrap your arms around your stuffie and let him take charge.
“Daddy?” you whine. “What’s goin’ on?” you ask again, feigning innocence. he knew you knew what was happening, but the taboo of it all only made him harder and you wetter. “Hush babydoll, Daddy’s gonna take care of you, Daddy’s gonna make you feel soooo good you’re gonna go right back to sleep.” he pushes one of his thumbs into your mouth to keep you quiet.
you start suckling on his thumb and he took that as his sign to start pushing himself into you. your muffled whines drove him to slowly fuck into you, he lets his head drop and basically growls into your ear. he removes his thumb from your mouth and grips your jaw tightly. “You’re so fucking bad. You were just gonna let me defile you like that?” you moan in response when he starts fucking you harder. now that he acknowledged you were fully awake, he took it as a sign to really let you have it.
he briefly let go of your jaw to smack you in the face. “Answer me when i’m talking to you. You wanted this didn’t you?” he moans. you only nod frantically as a response, earning another smack for not using your words. “Yes! i wanted this!” you whine out. “Good pet, good.”
that familiar knot in your stomach starts to tighten and you hold onto Blitz for dear life, definitely leaving claw marks on his shoulder and down his bicep. he’s fucking you within an inch of your life, you’re almost entirely sure that the next block over knows his name.
the spade of his tail snakes in between the both of you to frantically rub your clit, effectively making you cum so hard you could barely breathe. “Blitz- I can’t- Please!” you cry out, he’s relentlessly shaking his high now that you’ve soaked his cock.
“Blitz- Bl- Daddy!” your whines are rough and broken, you can’t help but to cum again, the pulsing from your orgasm making Blitz spill himself inside of you, he let out a delicious moan right before collapsing on top of you.
you took a few moments to catch your breath before lightly swatting him off of you. “Can I go back to sleep now?” you joke, grinning ear to ear.
“Sure, we’ll see how long I let ya sleep this time.” he winks.
⊹ꮺ˚ making out during movies, pinching your ass as you walk by, lingerie shopping together, whispering dirty things in your ear in public, playing footsie, giving you visible hickies, sexting while sitting next to each other, drawers full of sex toys ⊹ ̟˖
hnng thinking about the fact that Blitzø can purr canonically- what if- he purrs while eating you out- essentially turning himself into your own personal vibrator 😵💫
