"So. Do you have any plans this week?" "Nah. I'm free." "Well, if you'd feel up to it, I-" "-out of the way, OUT OF THE WAY!" Interrupting the conversation between two imps very rudely, Stolas flies down the hallway they were standing in, seemingly clutching his phone to his chest and posturing himself strangely as if he needed to hide something. The sound of his talons hitting the floor repeatedly was all they could hear for a moment. He rounds a corner, leaving the sight of the others as his footsteps echo throughout the building. "...What has *his* problem?" "Pff. I dunno. Probably had to pee or something." "Anyways, I'd really like to hang out with y..." The sounds of their dialogue become less audible as the focus shifts back to Stolas, still running in a frenzy. His breathing is heavy, panting every second he gets the chance. If you listen closely, you could even hear him moan here and there... At last, his solace arrives in the form of a supply closet. He frantically opens the door and observes the interior. "Yes... Yes, this will do. This will have to do." He swiftly enters the closet and slams the door behind him, making sure to lock it in the process. He lays his back against the door and slowly falls to the floor, shuddering and moaning for seemingly no reason, phone still tightly sealed to his chest. He wastes no time in removing his pants, lowering them to his ankles and exposing his parts. He takes a moment to compose himself, or to seemingly build up courage, before looking back at this phone and turning the screen back on... "Hooouhhhhhh... Blitzy, whyyyyy... You know I cannot control myself in public..." On his screen, his message history with Blitzo is shown. All is normal, until his most recently received message: An image. It features a caption, indicating this was perhaps not meant to be seen today... "Merry Sinsmas, you freak. You've already received this present before, but I know you wouldn't mind unwrapping it again.~" And in the image itself... Blitzo's member, with a cute red bow on the tip, like a present. It was full mast, dripping with precum, and shown in full. His sizeable balls were in frame as well, showing his whoooole package... A nice extra bit of midriff was showing, Blitzo's hand dragging a finger upon it as if begging to be touched by another. Stolas had received this message unexpectedly, and in public. His frantic need to find a safe space was more than justified now... "Hah... Aaahh... I'm such a fool for you, Blitzy..." Stolas begins to finger himself, intent on going the full way here and now. Staring intently at his phone screen the whole time, imagining himself being penetrated by his lover's stiff rod, his heavy breathing on Stolas' neck as he pounds the bird's fat rear with reckless abandon, the moans that Stolas would let out... "Oh, I'm going to make such a mess... Oooooohhhh..." Within a minute, he's already nearing a climax. It was though he had been edging himself for days, building up so much inside of his body, but no. This was all very sudden, very instant... Stolas drops his phone to the floor, legs curling back and forth in agonizing pleasure beyond this world. He had care for trying to make little noise upon entering this closet, and more so for trying to not make a mess, but now he hadn't a care in the world. He places his now free hand upon his chest, trying to retain his composure. His moans and huffs are reaching record highs, like he was truly being dicked here in this moment... All at once the thoughts of Blitzo invaded his mind. His demeanor, his cute face, his voice, his massive member, the way he roughly handles him in bed, the way he breathily laughs and huffs when he's near climax, oh it was just too much... A swelling feeling was erupting from his genitals, indicating that within the next few seconds, all of this bliss would reach its climax. "HHNNNGHHAAAAAA!!! FUUUUHHHHCCKKK!!!" In what could only be described as his most explosive climax yet, his seed splatters everywhere it could possibly reach, nearly going high up in the air enough to touch the ceiling. It falls back down upon his face, surprising him and further driving the serenity into his brain. "Oooohhh... It's everywhereeeee..." Suddenly, a strand of his cum lands on his phone screen, the warmth acting as a touch on the screen, right on where the call button was located. Stolas hears the tone of an outgoing call amidst his brain-frying bliss, and realizes what happened. "Noooouhhh... Not nowwww..." Blitzo, minding his own business, receives a call. It's from... Stolas? "Huh. Isn't he busy right now...?" Thinking it must be important, he answers promptly. "Yello'." "Haaahh... Haahhh... Mmmfff... Aaaahhh..." Blitzo is... Confused. All he can hear is the sound of Stolas panting and heaving. "Uh... Is everything alright, Stols?" Stolas does his best to pick up the phone off the ground, hands shaking and mind foggy. "B-Blitzy... It's alright. I-I was just finding relief, after what you sent me, and..." "Wait, what? I didn't send you anything." Blitzo looks at the chat history, and sure enough, he had indeed sent something. "Oh- Oh FUCK, I'm so sorry Stolas! That was meant for later! I must've sent it on accident, I-" "Shush, Blitzy... hehehehe... I've never shot so high up before." "Don't tell me you..." "Oh, yes. I did. And I thought about you the entiiire tiiime..." "Wow... That's actually kinda hot..." "T-Thank you for the early Sinsmas present, my beautiful Blitzy...~" In a flustered mess after Stolas hangs up, Blitzo stares at a wall for a few moments. He really just made him drop everything and jerk off in public...? "Fuck... I love that idiot."