@poisonedspider Early Morning Surfing Beach Week

@poisonedspider early morning surfing beach week

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Technically, it was early morning.

Technically.

Blitz hadn't actually slept though. So, for him, he was still debating whether or not it even was morning at all. Sure, the sky was a little brighter red than it had been a few hours ago, but... well, shit. Did that even count? Fun as it was to be here, this didn't really feel right as far as beach vacations went. Blitz had seen people who were at the real thing, and he knew that no matter how hard Hell tried, it was never the same.

So, when he saw Angel Dust out on the beach, he made what was probably going to be a terrible mistake, committing to a ridiculous plan.

Blitz grabbed a surfboard, tucked it under his arm, then managed to get a longboard as well. That one was a lot fucking harder to manage for him, but given how tall Angel was, it seemed a lot more the spider's size. He was strong enough to carry both boards, at least, even if it was a struggle to resist the temptation to dig his claws into the longboard. Blitz didn't want to ruin it, though, so he just kept readjusting his hold as he dragged it down towards Angel. It was really just the two of them on the beach at this hour, the waves were small and listless--and lame for surfing--and the end of the surfboard seemed loud as it hissed through the sand where Blitz had to drag it.

But all the same, when he made it to Angel, there was a definitely glint to his eyes and pure mischief in the imp's grin.

"Hey, Angel. You got some time?"

Blitz hefted up the bigger surfboard and offered it to him. The spade of his tail was twitching--a sign among imps that he was absolutely up to something and was barely trying to hide it, although the Sinner might not know that. Not that Blitz was hiding much at all, strictly speaking; Blitz was wearing little black shorts that fully revealed muscular thighs, and had a black cotton shirt on--unbuttoned, of course-- showing all of the toned muscle down his abdomen. There were large snowy-white patches of skin all over his body, the same as Angel would have been able to see on his face before. Blitz was wearing gloves again today, as always when he met Angel, but they were smaller than usual, just covering his hands to the wrist rather than going halfway up his arms the way his favorites did. One of his gloves had a glittering golden crystal embedded in it today, almost the same gleaming color as his eyes. There were usually large yellow pads on the backs of the gloves, so it wasn't that unusual, impact-absorbers to protect his hands during combat, but the gem was far prettier, sparkling in the red light.

Despite not having slept, the imp looked energetic and awake, genuinely pleased to see Angel.

"Paddle out with me. Even if there aren't any waves to catch. Please."

it is escalating to actually animating something my brainrot is officially serious

Edit: no oh no guys it's getting very serious now

Sexy Asks: Moxxie may or may not like to know what Blitz would like to do with him one night in the bedroom. If he had the opportunity and Moxxie felt into it.

[Holy crap I am so sorry, I am dumb didn't realize there were more things in my inbox!!! I wasn't trying to ignore you, I'm sorry!]

Blitz would probably be hesitant about getting involved with Moxxie, mostly because he doesn't think it could be just one night--at least not for him. He cares deeply for that little imp and is pretty sure, even if he doesn't want to admit it, that sleeping with Moxxie would lead to a lot of confusing feelings. Blitz is sure Moxxie wouldn't feel the same, tbh, which is the only reason that they might work, but he knows he would be a mess about it happening.

But all of that being said...

I think Blitz would want to be sweet with him, especially at first, while they both figure out what the hell they want from each other. He gives Moxxie a hard time way too often, he would want to make up for that by doing whatever it takes to make sure Moxxie feels wanted, to help him feel that it's not just his body Blitz likes, but the person inside it, too.

Blitz would love to play silly sex games with him. Truth or dare type things, dice, a spinner, something like that--something where it feels like they're not just here for sex, but here to enjoy each other's company, play some games, and have a good time. And while Blitz is usually very much a top, I think Moxxie is someone he wouldn't even hesitate to be a switch with; he trusts Moxxie's ethics completely, and knows Moxxie wouldn't physically hurt him, even given opportunity. Which... trusting him is fucking terrifying, to be honest, because Blitz doesn't always (ever?) handle having actual feelings for a partner very well. But, again, he trusts Moxxie. He knows Moxxie doesn't think much of him (or Blitz believes that, anyway), and I think that helps, in a messed up way, because it lets Blitz stop worrying about whether or not he'll disappoint Mox. He's already a disappointment, so there's really not much farther to fall, and Blitz can just focus on trying to have a good time with him. Play some games, take things as they come, hopefully laugh together at some point, all of that silly stuff.

For one specific sex act he would like to do with him? Prep. Long, slow, very teasing prep. It's pretty clear by now that Moxxie likes penetration, so Blitz would thoroughly enjoy taking his time with that and making the prep into almost the main course.

There are a lot of things that Blitz finds attractive about Stolas, but the thing he likes the most is Stolas's voice. When he lets his guard down, or when a day has been too long, and he hears that voice? It's so soothing, nothing compares for him. If Stolas ever sings to him? Blitz will break. Absolutely break.

LGBT stands for Let’s Get Blitzo Therapy

"Happy Father's Day, daddy~" He smirked, leaning over and kissing the older on the cheek. "Ah'll be a good boy f' yeh' today and do whateva' yeh' wanna do tah' celebrate the holiday. Sounds like a good gift?"

Before the beauty had even finished talking, Blitz had gently but firmly pulled him into his lap. Golden eyes gleaming, he held Angel cradled against himself, loving this leggy, fluffy, soft, beautiful menace, who now had his full attention.

When Angel finished, Blitz grinned. He looked down at him, still holding him close, tail starting to swish. "You're always a good boy for me, baby," he said, and kissed Angel on the jaw--before biting him on the neck and just holding on for a moment, blissfully happy. Blitz wasn't drawing blood, not even close, but biting was absolutely one of his love-and-sin languages, and holding on as he bit? For the menace of an imp, it was bliss. He wrapped his tail around Angel, too; tail, arms, teeth, all held the beauty close, safe, and Blitz started purring.

A moment later, when he remembered Angel might want to hear actual words back, he let go and raised his head, resting a hand on Angel's chest.

"Sounds like the best damn gift. If you're gonna be my good boy," he caressed his abdomen, always a little in awe of just how strong Angel's slender body was under all of that fur, "get up and go lock the door. We're not getting interrupted this time. Then come over here and," Blitz leaned down, kissing him on the lips, possessive and gentle at the same time, "show Daddy how good you can be, on your knees."

Angel Dust deserved to be spoiled rotten, and if this was how he wanted to play? Blitz was more than up for the task. However tonight's playtime started, he knew exactly how he wanted to finish it, and how good he was going to try and make sure his baby felt.