The Aloe Plant
Summary: When her new husband wakes up next to her, Stella decides to practice her piano playing. After all, she's a little rusty. (Soft!Stella, Stellitz) (tickle fic: switch!Blitz, switch!Stella)
(I love this ship for a number of reasons. Mainly dramatic irony. Also Octavia getting a father like Blitz and sharing him with Loona is perfection.)
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Stretching, Blitzo woke up in a large bed with white sheets. There was a bed roof with white silk curtains. Fancy. Much fancier than what he was used to.
Seeing Stella sleeping beside him, he smiled affectionately. She was so cute. As her chest rose and fell with every breath he remembered the moment he'd fallen for her.
She'd been walking through the halls of the mansion when she noticed him leaving the bedroom. Not being one to hooker-shame, Stella allowed him to leave, stepping aside for him. But she noticed something about him and asked him to stop.
His horn looked like it had been burned with a cigarette. Stella had to admit she didn't know much about Imp biology but if his horns were anything like a goat's, surely that hurt?
"There's an aloe plant in the west hallway. Just keep walking and then turn left and you should see it."
"Thanks," Blitz had said curtly, and then dashed down the hallway. He turned left and picked a stalk of aloe, applying the end that was oozing liquid to his horn. It was a fresh balm to the wound. Wait. Stella helped him? But why? He thought she hated him. Then again the sharp contrast between his apology and her husband's cruel words probably helped things.
Coming out of his spell, and back into the present, Blitz noticed Stella's hand around his waist.
'This was fine,' he thought as he felt his cheeks flush. He was incredibly sensitive and Stella's feathered hands were subconsciously making him feel ticklish. He tried to hold in his laughter. 'Come on, just wait until she lets go.'
Sleepily she cuddled into him further, nuzzling her beak to rub against his stomach. Oh no.
"Stel-!" He squeaked in a high pitched tone. Pausing, he tried to lower his voice. "Ple-"
It was no use. She knew what she was doing. Blowing hot air on his stomach combined with fluttering her feathers over his sides sent him over the edge.
"HeheheeheheheheHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAAA! STELLA! HAHAHAAHAHAAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAA!!"
Blitz laughed and squealed as he was tickled ruthlessly. She kept the feather touch light, but it drove him insane.
"HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA!! PLEASE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!" He begged, rolling around on the bed as she targetted his entire torso. Feathers in his armpits, his ribs, his sides, his tummy, and even his back and hips. Since he was ticklish everywhere, there wasn't a spot she could touch where he'd be at peace. He was especially bad on his stomach, a spot everyone - once they'd discovered it - loved to tease him about. "HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAA! WHY?! HAHAHAAHAHAHHHAHAAA!"
Blitz looked exhausted, so Stella pulled her hands away so he could breathe. Panting, he looked over to her.
"Stel… Hahahaaa… That was… hahaha… r-ruthless…" In his eyes there was a happiness he couldn't hide. "I should get you for that."
She chuckled smugly.
"I'd like to see you try."
Looked like Blitz was faster than he looked. Soon she was on her back and he'd straddled her waist.
"Alright, tickle time, bitch!"
"Hah! Do you really expect to-" She started, but as soon as she felt his claws graze her sides, she let out a squeak. A smug grin appeared in his eyes and he started to tickle her in the same way she'd gotten him. His fingers circled her armpits, causing a devastating feeling that made her squeal-laugh. "EEEHEHEHEHEEHEHEEHEHEHEHHEEHEEEE!! WHA??!?! HAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAAAA!"
"You thought you were the master? Well check this out!" There was a show-offy tone to his voice. He was going to show her how good he was at this, and she was going to enjoy every second.
"Blitz! HEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEEHEH!! STAHAPHP!" She squealed as he moved to her neck. He scribbled all around her torso, getting her ribs, sides, belly, hips, and thighs. "HEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHHHHHEHEEHEHEEHEHEEE!"
She kicked, but didn't push him off. He actually managed to stay there for a good ten minutes. They had an established safe word, but neither of them used it since they were having so much fun. He finished off with a nuzzle to her stomach, same as she'd started with him.
"HEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHHEEHEHEHHEEHEHE!" She laughed, even when he'd pulled his hands away. Wrapping her arms around her stomach, she caught her breath.
They enjoyed a moment in silence. It was nice being here with Stella, Blitz thought, still laying on top of her.
Meanwhile Stella, cheeks flushed, looked at her new husband with a twinkle in her eye. She was glad he was willing to give as much as he received. Perhaps she should try this more often. Blitz's laugh was quite adorable. And she had to admit, being tickled in return was rather fun.
He reached for her hand and held it, but she pulled it away.
"Ah! I'm sorry dear," she said. "I burned myself cooking dinner last night. I thought it wouldn't hurt anymore."
She studied her own hand and squeezed it gently, trying to will away the burns. Blitz looked over it and got an idea.
"Uh, actually Stella? How about you try the aloe plant? I moved it to the balcony so it would get more light."
Nodding, she got up and went to the balcony.
Meanwhile, Blitz got up and went to the kitchen. He'd discovered a new breakfast recipe online for omelettes and fun-shaped sandwiches, and was ready to share it with Stella and their two daughters. He put on an apron and got to work. Looking at his horse-shaped cookie cutter - Old Reliable - he grinned, knowing his family would be impressed.