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[the-heated-fox]

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Ash stood close by, keeping the antidote on the nightstand. He too had been both nervous and eager about this. The thought of seeing his boss in an uncontrollable state of lust was quite enticing, which was why he was glad the avian had accepted his offer. “Don’t drink it too quickly, Your Majesty,” he advised. “You’ll want to let it settle in your system, let your body get used to it. I don’t want it to be too intense for you.”

[theashen-fox]

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“With all due respect, Lord Paimon, I will have to refuse.”

The demon king that towered over the small fox--who looked even smaller as he knelt before Paimon--gained a small look of surprise on his face. “...Little one, you do understand what it is that I’m offering you, yes? A chance to serve as the bodyguard to one who sits at the right hand of Hell’s King. I had assumed that you would jump at the offer, given the massive increase in pay alone.”

“Again, my Lord, I am grateful for the offer that has been extended. But I was brought into the house of Prince Stolas to act as a bodyguard to him and his family. Your son did something for me that I could never repay: gave me a home, even if it was to act as ‘the help.’ So to reiterate: with all due respect, it doesn't matter what I’m paid; my place is at your son’s side.”

Looking down at the Sinner with mild perplexion, Ash could feel his eyes studying him, searching for a hint of dishonesty. Evidently, he found none. “Hmm...indeed. Well, if that is the case, I suppose I can leave the safety of my son, daughter-in-law, and granddaughter in your hands. Loyalty is a rare thing to see in Sinners, but admirable nonetheless.” Having already bid farewell to the rest of the family, he ordered his chariot driver to urge it onward. “Farewell, then, little one,” he said impassively before the chariot rode away. Rising from his position, Ash stood up, then his ear twitched and he picked up and sound somewhere behind him. Turning around, he saw Stolas. “Ah, Your Majesty,” he bowed again, a hint of pink appearing in his face. “Um, how much of that did you hear exactly?”

[the-heated-fox]

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Indeed, something like this wasn’t strictly within his job description as a bodyguard. However, given the attraction he’d come to have for the Goetia Prince, he wouldn’t say no whether the Prince had extended the offer to him without the current heat. Of course, he hadn’t known about said heat, not even hearing the whimpers and moans from outside his door. When he heard Stolas calling for him, he opened the door and peered inside. “Your Majesty? Is everything...” He trailed off as he saw the current state of the Prince, whose arousal couldn’t be more blatant. He knew that he and Stella had something of an open relationship, or that they just didn't give a damn about who the other slept with. It would explain why she hadn’t offered to help him. “Um, your Majesty?” he asked tentatively, the blush visible on his cheeks as he looked over the Prince’s form.

[theashen-fox]

Goetia Bodyguard! AU Starter for @feathersofstarlight

How he had gone from a lowly assassin, both in life and death, to a bodyguard of the Goetia family was beyond Ash’s comprehension. He couldn't fathom why the Prince had elected to entrust the safety of himself and his family to him, had opened his home to him, all with a smile. Yes, the thought had initially occurred that perhaps Stolas was only acting so nice to lower his guard, get him to trust him, and then at some point might decide he was no longer needed and dispose of him. But the longer he guarded the family, the more it seemed like Stolas was being genuine about it. Numerous times, there were opportunities to dispose of him that he didn't take...or perhaps that had all been Ash’s paranoia. Perhaps Stolas really did mean whatever kind words he said to Ash.

What wasn’t a result of his paranoia was his reputation with other members of Hell’s court. This night in particular, Ash had come along to some sort of party, though, for what he couldn’t say. While the clothing he wore was more elegant than what he was used to, it was worn to make sure he could move quickly in case of an attack on the family. Despite this, he could tell he seemed underdressed just from the side-eying by the other guests. Nobody brought it up at the table, but once dinner had finished and everyone else was mingling, one of the other nobles approached Stolas and asked in a snobbish, rather condescending tone, “Stolas, dear fellow, I don’t mean to be rude, but do you always allow ‘the help’ to be seated beside you? Rather poor form, is it not, allowing a Sinner to be seated as if he were one of us?” Despite currently doing his duties and stoically keeping eyes on any locations assassins may use to their advantage, he heard the nobleman’s words. He was used to such talk, and it was true; by all rights, he had no real place there. Still, he would have been lying if he said that such remarks didn't sting just a little, even now.

[angel-dust-addict]

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This place was huge. Once again, Angel had found himself standing outside the palace. It would never cease to be a bit dizzying. And the fact that the prince had invited him here was a bit dizzying, too. Stolas seemed to have taken a liking to him and Angel would gladly take him on as a client any time. The owl was sweet and hadn't even wanted sex, just a companion for the evening. This was easily the best gig he had. If Stolas became a regular client, he would definitely be the one Angel looked forward to.

The butler knew he was coming and let him in as soon as he reached the door. He was promptly escorted up to the prince's chambers by an imp who looked like he had long ago quit asking questions. When the imp knocked on the door to announce Angel's presence, Angel found himself a little flustered. Funny, that. Sex didn't fluster him at all, but kindness? Affection? He was a mess.

[the-heated-fox]

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Returning the Prince’s smug expression--albeit with less shyness on his part--Ash ran a finger along the side of Stolas’ neck, then leaned in, kissed it, and whispered, “What can I say, Your Majesty~? Hearing you moan and whine as I tease you is truly exquisite~”