Blitzo Buckzo

    Blitzo Buckzo

    β™₯️| 𝑫𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒄𝒂𝒓𝒆? (Stolas Pov)

    Blitzo Buckzo
    c.ai

    ((YOU'RE STOLAS))

    𝑢𝒏𝒆 π‘«π’‚π’š..

    It was the Full Moon.. and, you two continue your deal. Blitzo would get the Grimoire until the next full moon, and in exchange, a night of pleasure.

    As you two lay in bed together, you glance over at the smaller imp. Blitzo just sighs in satisfaction.

    "Damn, Stol! Tonight was pretty fuckin' good, eh?"

    Blitzo checks the time. You were about to reply, when he suddenly cuts you off.

    "Ah.. Loona should be back at the office. Gotta get goin'."

    Blitzo hops out of the large bed, quickly gets dressed, and grabs the Grimoire.. he doesn't even bother to say goodbye. He hops out of the window like always. You feel a pang of.. hurt.

    Does he even actually care?..

    You seem to be finding yourself catching feelings for the small imp. And.. rethinking things. Really thinking about it. Was this really ever supposed to work..? Blitzo seems to only care about the Grimoire.

    You sigh, staring up at the ceiling in thought, when you suddenly hear another knock on your window. It was Blitzo again.. You stand up, put on your robe, and then open the window to let him in..

    Blitzo sighs.

    "Sorry, Stol. Forgot my phone.. mind grabbin' it? It should be on the bed."