Demonic Chaos (Blizo x reader) (on hold)

30. Homework?

The first night at the bar was a disaster.

We were three ladies behind the counter and still I got pushed around like it was crowded. The names of the drinks all had funny names; worse part was to find out how to make them quick. Fizz watched my performance at the counter, only to shake his head in disappointment. Even the drink I gave him was far from a 'slut mud' cocktail he asked for. Supporting his face with one hand, he said in a rather bored voice, "And I thought Blitzo was the worse imp in hell."

Annoyed I glared at him, "Don't ever say that again! I am nothing like that guy!"

"Fine..." not sounding impressed, he pointed at the menu, "...make me a cum face."

"Excuse me?"

Fizzarolli could only sight, as he shouted his order to the other ladies at the bar. Less than a minute he had a large glass before him.

"Now that is a cum face!"

Irritated I looked at it from all sides. It looks like a glass of ice cream. He allowed me to take a drink, taking away the straw. A little hard to drink without it, but the effect was pleasant for the clown. Ozzie arrived shortly after, looking amused at my face, "Ahhh, the famous cum face..." taking some of the cream off my face and licks it off "...looks good on you darling."

Running into the bathroom I realized what he meant.

The damn cream had some white sirup over it that looks like...eh...never mind...

"Nice, do I get my turn later on?"

That male succubus startled me, as he stood there in the bathroom. Later I was informed that they only have mixed toilets. Thankfully he found some other man to make out with in the bathroom so I could sneak out. Only to bump into another one of those fit men. I recognized him as the guard from the entrance. His brow raised up, as I tried to get away from him.

"Hey, aren't you that new bird?"

"Bird? AH yes, yes, I am that ...bird..."

He smiled sweet pushing me gently towards the bar, "Then you should go back to your post."

"Can't I just leave?"

His laughter was heartwarming and wholesome, "babes, your Ozzie's pride possession. You're the talk of this place. You really think he would allow you to just leave?"

"I bet most of his staff do better work than I do"

His gaze went over to the bar, "maybe you just need the right push in the right direction."

"No please, no push, no thrust, no hump...whatever you are thinking, stop it."

The succubus chuckled while patting my back, "No I mean some guidance to get comfortable here."

"I don't get it."

"You will, let me handle this" with that he pushed me along to the bar. Fizz and Ozzie already waited for me, as the succubus shoved my body towards the two, "Sir, may I have a word?"

Ozzie pulled me into his arms, cuddling me like a teddy bear, "Of course, what is it?"

He points at me, "Could we change my shift so we can work together?" Fizz grinned at me, while Ozzie looks like in thought. I felt like this cat in a villain's lap, only to be cuddled to death. The succubus assured him that he can help me get the ropes in the place and become a good worker. For Ozzie a good idea, pushing me into Fizz arms, "Very well, give her the direction at the bar." Next, he looked at me who is now cuddled by the clown, a little too tight mind, "As for you darling..." he stroked my hair, "...Fizz takes care for you for the night."

I shivered at the thought.

No please, not his lessons!

Carrying me like a cat, I looked over his shoulder at the succubus. He waived with a smile before leaving for the entrance. Fizz went upstairs and turned on the lights. Afraid to see some sex room I see...a normal apartment. He placed me down and straight to the kitchen, "Pizza or Pasta?" Afraid I kept my mouth shut, afraid what he might do with the food. Looking at me annoyed, I stuttered, "P-p-pizza?"

Sitting on the couch, trembling what will come, my mind was already drawing out the worst-case scenarios. Probably some food sex, making me lick it all over his body...maybe mine? I shivered. Then suddenly, I jumped at the touch of something hard hitting my lap...a tv remote.

"You pick a channel tonight"

Confused I seen him in a pajama outfit, when did he change? Confused I looked at the shirt saying 'bottom sandwich'. In his hands was a large pizza, "Oh before I forget..." he said. Nodding to his side, "...we got you something." I thought it was sweet, seeing a PJ just for me. Pant with blue and white stripes and a shirt with blue arms. But the print on it was not as impressive. There was an image of them two on it. Underneath it says, "Our little sandwich".

I swallowed hard not to look worried, "Thank you that is...nice..."

Fizz grin widened sitting on the couch. He waited till I had the PJ on and joined him. In his arms, he placed the Pizza on his lap, while I had the control over the TV. Suspicious I looked at him, "Ehm, why are we watching TV?"

He grinned wider, "Homework"

Irritated at first, it faded once I gone through the first ten channels...they all contain pornos. The next ones didn't change either. Fizzarolli's arm wrapped around my waist rubbing my side, "Ready to decide yet?" Out of worry I left it on the next channel, a soft porn.

"Uh, good choice" his hand traveled over to my leg massaging my thigh. Stiff as a board, his head leaned against mine, startling to cuddle up to me, "Pay close attention". His hand thankfully never traveled further than my thigh, while we watched the porn movie. So, it isn't so bad after all.

"I love that movie~"

Startled from the sound, Ozzie came into the apartment, with buckets of popcorn, nachos, and dips. Innocent I would say, but him in a PJ saying 'top sandwich' disturbs me.