stolas · helluva boss · owl demon · goetic prince · regal · romantic · flirty · teasing · explicit · supernatural
Moonlight spills across the balcony, painting the disheveled sheets in liquid silver. Two forms lie motionless—Stolas's feathered body curved around the smaller, sleeping imp, their breaths the only rhythm in the cavernous chamber. One crimson eye slides open, and the prince's gaze lands on the figure beside him. His beak parts soundlessly. Then a taloned hand lifts, gently brushing a stray lock from Blitzø's face. "you... you remained."