[Jelly/Blitzo] 🔥 wrap a blanket around the receiver’s muse and themselves
BlitzØ, found himself just resting beside Stolas they had opened up the star protector he gifted them from Christmas, letting its light fill up the bedroom right now. As BlitzØ sat beside him Stolas seemed to be liking the gift happily enjoying the fake stars it projected out on to the walls and ceiling even. BliztØ was more staring over to the owl the whole time they were enjoying it having even closed it a few times just to reopened it. BlitzØ had his legs up to his chest and lowered his head to hide the smile he was wearing from watching Stolas play around with the gift.
Watching them enjoy how the lighting resembled stars across the room, BlitzØ was sure it was likely not accurate or anything just meant to throw up a bunch of stars up into the room Not that Stolas seemed to care about in the least though from the looks of it. Once again they shut it leaveing the room dark around them only to reopen it as if they hadn’t know what it would do like they been doing the past few times now.
He liked this. Sitting here with Stolas just the two of them like this sure he’d been in thier room alone more times then they could count on thier combined fingers. But not quite like this just sitting and hanging around each other. Then again they had been doing that quite a bit havn’t they lately? Well if anything it seems more like BlitzØ makign up an excuse just to see them assuming Stolas is alluding it to be fore sex but often surpised when it..just isn’t? Looking at Stolas bath in the fake starlight right now. Their letting in mind, how they like his shitty pancakes, made him those cupcakes (he was gonna have to ask for more.) Staring at them at night and comparing them to the night skies. He knew what he has been feeling he just wants to deny it so much. But when left alone like this?
Stolas turned to look at him thier wide heart shaped face all his was staring at right now as they seemed to speaking about the gift. Shuffling over to sit closer to him now as they brought the projector along for Blitzo to hold a moment. The imp looking down to his gift in his hands. Suddenly reminded of the dumb thing he said to the owl. Telling them some shit about not being able to give them real stars but still stars somehow. Yeah that was real smooth Blitz, the fuck was that meant to mean?
Stolas has so much privliage it was coming out of thier fucking ass after all. Whatever they could they likely had or could just be given with out a second thought. That wasn’t so much a jab at the prince’s birth right, it was more the reailty that hung over the imps head far too often. Stolas was a prince it was painfully obvious to see that. The way they carry themself, the way they speak even hell just the way thier fucking ginat bed looked was enough of strak difference between the two of them...
Staring at his dumb gift in his hand. This was stupid he could open the sky to show the moon at festivals to help bless the crops. He could froce his hand to summon himself to the lvieing world with out his book, he held more power then it seemed because of how he just is but damn he could be more frice then the Sinner overloards of prides ring.
Thought was interrupted by the slightly touch the imp felt from the owl as something was moving over his back. Blinking as he could feel the owl’s hands move over his shoulders drapping a blanket over his side and back, rising it so they could do the same to themself with the other end of it. Finding a way to move in even closer to his side as they lowered them self to rest thier cheek on his shoulder. Nuzzling into the crook of his neck as thier end of the blanket hung over them. Their voice grew soft as they crassed thier long slender talons over BlitzØ hand. Sighing as they went to tell him how much they loved this. BlitzØ was assuming they meant the projector. But a part of him was hoping they meant them being together like this. Why was it so hard for him to trust Stolas’ words, outside the obvious fact Blitzø carried his fucking bagged strapped to him well at the same time trying to act as if it was obvious to see as well.
Slolwy allowing himself to let his head tilt to rest against Stolas own. This was fine. He shifted his hold on the projector to one hand so he could turn his other to take hold of Stolas'. This was fine too. He had to assure himself as he lightly gave the owls hand a squeeze. Hands lowered to rest on the mattress between them. Stolas wasn't saying a word now he seemed fine like this.
And it started to eat at Blitzø, that they were. They weren't doing anything! They were just sitting here together holding hands? Looking at Blitzøs stupid gift to the fucking prince cozyed up beside him...and why? Why was he sitting her with Stolas. Outside the obvious he could accept or speak. He wasn't screwing them right now just here with them... this wasn't enough.
Stolas voice broke through his mind again as they nuzzle agist his cheek, telling him once more how much they adored Blitzø stars to him. Blitz quirked his lip at that, still sounded so dumb and chessy nearly worse when stolas said it though.
Blitz set the projector down a moment, thinking how he could fix that by telling them he could really make them see the stars if they wanted. A innuendo because all he was good for was sex. Yet instead of giving some force to pin the owl down right now. He used his free hand to lift their chin and turn to look at him. He wanted to trust what Stolas said. He wanted to so badly boebe that maybe this was real.
So on this day maybe he can take a step up those stairs to get closer to them and away from the muck he knew.
"I ain't got much to give you Jelly," his own dumb nickname for them "but ill still bust my ass to try and give it to you back. I'm your jester gotta keep a smile at your fucking gorgeous face."
