Our Little Eggs

Chapter 3

“Who wants lemonade?” Blitz asks, carrying a tray with glass cups of lemonade and a bag of chips.

Glancing around Stolas's indoor pool, he grinned to see his daughter Loona and Stolas's kid, Via, playfully splashing each other in the water—almost giving the impression that they were sisters.

He looked to the left and saw a lovely display, Fizz and Ozzie sharing an ice cream cone and making a lovesick face at each other while they talked and ate their strawberry ice cream.

He then glanced to the right and saw Millie and Moxxie, who looked much like Fizz and Ozzie, sitting on a beach chair and chatting. Nothing unusual was happening, save except the fact that they were both making googly eyes at one another.

Most of the time, when he sees M&M showing affection for each other, he feels a little jealous. He wants that relationship so much. He wants someone who finds his dumb jokes funny, someone he can cling to, someone who isn't bothered by his shady past, and someone who doesn't think he's a complete jackass.

He had the same feeling for Fizzarolli and Asmodeus. The only difference was that he wanted what they had with the man he realized to be the one he truly loved. He wanted to prove to all the people in hell that the great Stolas Ars of the Goetia was in love with an imp, that they were never ashamed to confess their feelings to one another in public.

He quickly pushed the idea from his head that Stolas saw him as just another dildo and that they would never be able to work together.

Now he was staring at the man who had left him unsure of how he felt. Sitting on the beach in his red shorts and red sunglasses that matched his eyes was no other than Stolas Goetia. He was reading a smutty book while lounging on his beach chair with his towel resting on his talons.

He shakily draws in a deep breath and moves in the direction of the owl. Placing the lemonade tray on the glass table between Stolas and his chair. The owl gives him the most tender look he has ever seen—possibly the softest from someone who doesn't hate his guts.

"Hello, darling." Blitz coiled his tail around his thigh.

"Hey, pretty bird." With a smile, he answered. He grabbed a glass of lemonade and offered it to Stolas, who gladly accepted it.
"It looks like the girls are having fun," Stolas spoke, Blitz turned to face the girls. They were snapping Sinstagram photos while snuggling up in fluffy white towels.

“Yeah, they look like sisters,” said Blitz, glancing over at Stolas, who was still smiling at him with that same gentle expression, the same way Millie looks at Moxxie.

"You look beautiful," Blitz murmured as he grasped Stola's hand.

Usually, he would pull away when Stolas attempted to hold his hand, but this time, he was the one who desired to do so.

"I love you, Blitz," Stolas said, and Blitz's heart quickened, and without even realizing it, he drew Stolas into a tender kiss.

Blitz pulled away, smiling at Stolas."I love you too, Stols."

Stolas's smile faded, startling the imp as soon as his smile turned to a frown. "What's wrong? Was it something I said?" With a tinge of panic, the imp ask.

"I promise you, darling, it was nothing you said." The owl spoke, a tiny smile developing on his face before it vanished."I only wish you had truly expressed how you feel about me and maybe this." He gestured at M&M, Ozzie and Fizz, and the spot where Loona and Octavia were seated. "May have truly been a thing."

“What do you mean by that?” Blitz questions.

"You need to wake up now."

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Gasping for air, Blitz opens his eyes and puts a hand over his chest. He looked around the office, where the outro to Helluva was playing softly in the stillness. Looking out the window, he sees a full moon that seems to be mocking him or reminding him that if Stolas and his agreement never ended, he will be cuddling with his fluffy owl after an incredible night of sex with Stolas.

He unlocked his door to find the room empty, everyone left. He found a piece of paper tapped outside his door.
M&M dropped me off at home, text me when you get home!

-Loona

Blitz took out his phone and stuffed the paper inside his coat pockets. He opened his contacts and entered Stolas's phone number by memory. He was about to give Stolas a call, but a shitty thought crossed his mind: what if Stolas blocked his number? What happens if Stolas hangs up the call the moment he hears him talk?

There were a lot of "What ifs," and Blitz decided to go to the palace and have a face-to-face conversation with Stolas because he was sick of listening to the shitty voice in his brain.

He got his keys out and drove down the street to the palace, blasting his music as he drove.

He parked his van at one of Stolas’ gardens, the same spot where he had crashed Stolas’ wife tea party with her friends after he had fucked her husband.

He smirked at the memory as he walked toward Stolas’ balcony.

He remembered scaling these walls once, but this time he did so of his own free will and without the grimoire.

He let out a grunt and kept going up till he reached the top. He gasped, forgetting how exhausting climbing up Stolas's balcony is.

He wasn't sure what to say to Stolas, so he was just staring at the glass door.‘Hey Stolas, I came all the way out here to tell you that I love you and that we should totally make out’

He groaned and shook his head,this was going to be harder than he expected.