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Blitzø sat on the bed next to Stolas, his heart pounding with excitement and nervousness.
"And you promise you're not gonna be able to like read my thoughts and shit? I don't want you poking around in my fucking head like that."
"No, no, I assure you I wouldn't do anything of the sort. I'd simply be taking over control of your body—nothing more."
Blitzø thought about it for a moment. Did he really want to go through with this?
Fuck yeah, he did.
But it was also terrifying to let Stolas inside him. Like really inside him. It was something that had lingered in the back of his mind ever since he first saw him possess that human. Thinking about Stolas possessing him and using his body however he pleased was equally terrifying and arousing.
For the longest time, he'd been too afraid to let him in that deep—deep enough that he might see more into his mind than he was comfortable with. But now… things were a little different. He wasn't as afraid to let him in anymore. Stolas already knew he loved him, and he already knew his worst secrets. There wasn't really anything left to hide from him.
Stolas had ended up being granted some of his magical abilities back, and Blitzø had finally worked up the courage to tell him what he'd been wanting to try for so long.
So, here they were about to finally do it. He needed to know what it felt like to be swallowed whole and taken over. Give full control over to Stolas in the most vulnerable way possible.
Blitzø was pulled from his thoughts when Stolas leaned over to kiss his forehead before getting up to sit on the floor beside the bed.
"What the fuck are you doing?" Blitzø asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Getting my body out of the way while we do this. It would simply be taking up space on the bed. It's not like I can use it while I'm controlling you. And I want plenty of space to play with you."
"So you're gonna just leave your body on the fucking floor?"
"May as well, unless you would get off on watching yourself play with my lifeless body? But I can think of so many more enjoyable things I'd rather do with you. Now just lay back and relax for me. You'll be able to feel me in there soon." Stolas let out a soft, hooted giggle, far too excited.
Blitzø had been the one to initially bring it up and ask to do this… but Stolas was the one who was extremely eager and giddy over it. Blitzø wondered how long Stolas had been fantasizing about this too.
"Mhm. Just relax, and in a few moments you'll feel me taking you over. Initially it may feel quite intense, but you'll be safe, I promise. Just don't fight against it. Allow me to take control and you'll enjoy yourself, alright?"
"Alright, enough yapping—let's fucking do this."
"Hmm, so impatient. I truly wonder which of us is more eager for this." Stolas giggled. "But alright, allow me to focus and we may begin."
Stolas exhaled deeply and went silent, and Blitzø lay there quietly staring at the ceiling in anticipation.
He'd wanted to do this for so long. But asking Stolas back then to do something so invasive and intimate had felt beyond terrifying. The thought of him being inside his head, feeling everything he felt and potentially hearing every thought he had, made him sick.
But asking him now… it was still terrifying. Just less so. He felt less afraid of Stolas poking around in his head now that he had nothing left to hide from him. And without anything left to hide… the thought of being completely helpless to whatever Stolas chose to do with his body turned him on more than anything.
Suddenly, the most intense rush shot down his spine, and his heart pounded as an overwhelming heaviness washed over him. He tried to stay relaxed. It's not like he didn't know what was happening, but he had no idea what it would actually feel like.
It felt like he was being devoured and swallowed whole. It felt like he was being consumed in a way he couldn't possibly explain.
The heavy feeling finally settled, and he could feel he was not alone in his head.
"Hello, darling. Can you hear me?"
He could hear Stolas' voice clearly inside his own head, as though it were one of his own thoughts. It was so fucking freaky, but also so fucking hot.
The sound of his voice made his dick spring to life.
"Oh my, that excited just from hearing my voice? I am loving this already."
Blitzø didn't think about it until now, but Stolas had said he wouldn't be reading his thoughts, so how the fuck was he supposed to communicate?
Maybe Stolas had been reading his thoughts after all, because he answered the question almost immediately.
"I can speak to you like this and still allow you control of your speech—as you know how much I adore hearing your voice."
Blitzø couldn't move his body at all—though, when he tried to speak, he was surprised to find his mouth still moved. He could still control the movement of his eyes too.
"The fuck? I can like… hear you. In my head."
"Yes, well it's easier than using you as a vessel to communicate. Do you feel alright?"
"I mean, this is freaky as fuck. But also really hot. And yeah, I feel fine."
"Perfect. I just need you to keep your mind relaxed and enjoy everything I make you do to yourself."
As much as he tried to relax, it was hard to stay calm with the helpless feeling of being trapped inside his own body. But slowly, he adjusted to it, and soon he felt his hands move despite not trying to.
His fingers ghosted over his chest before stopping to pinch and twist one nipple.
It was the weirdest fucking feeling imaginable—feeling his own hands touching his body, yet carrying that same gentleness only Stolas ever had.
His other hand joined in, fingertips gently teasing his nipples.
"I can feel how much you enjoy that. You know, I was just as excited to do this as you were. I had been fantasizing about it for quite some time. It's thrilling getting to feel what everything is like for you."
"You can feel it through me? You're not just controlling me?"
"Mhm. I can feel everything exactly as you do. I never fully understood how sensitive your nipples really were. Now I see why you enjoy so much attention here."
Blitzø let out a soft whimper as Stolas continued playing with his nipples, pinching and twisting a little harder than before.
"I am going to enjoy discovering all the other ways you like being touched that you aren't quite as open about."
Blitzø really couldn't process any of this. Feeling his own hands touch him with the same delicate affection Stolas normally used was freaky as fuck and sexy as fuck all at once.
Eventually, one hand began trailing down his toned chest and abs, tracing along the defined lines before drifting lower to the sharp V leading between his legs.
The soft, feather like touches making him desperate for more.
He watched as his hand cupped his balls, gently squeezing and massaging them, making Blitzø melt from how good it felt.
"Oh, I see. I didn't fully realize just how much you love this. I mean, I know you love being touched here. But you love it far more than you let on."
Stolas sounded unbearably smug right now, clearly enjoying figuring out every little way to make Blitzø fall apart. Not like he hadn't already figured out most of it on his own. But there were still things Blitzø tried hard not to reveal exactly how much he enjoyed.
His hand squeezed harder, forcing a small whimper out of him.
"You know, you don't need to be so shy about what you like."
Blitzø didn't respond. He just watched his own hands massage and squeeze his balls with that impossible gentleness only Stolas seemed capable of. Once Stolas figured out exactly how much Blitzø enjoyed the pain of squeezing too hard, he certainly took advantage of it. Stolas now likely understood why Blitzø would beg him to step on his balls and squeezing them with his talons.
"Oh! I keep forgetting I can play with this too."
Suddenly, Blitzø felt his tail slither up his back and wrap around his throat, tightening just enough to choke him in that perfect way that made his cock twitch. He got so hard from the struggle of oxygen deprivation and floated in that lightheaded feeling until he couldn't keep going.
His tail finally loosened and uncoiled, allowing him to breathe again while his aching cock throbbed desperately for attention.
Trying to force his own hands to move and realizing he couldn't was still such a mind fucking feeling.
"Oh my, you want to be touched so, so badly… but I think I'll have fun making you wait just a little longer."
Blitzø heard that cute, hooted chuckle echo through his head again, taunting him.
Stolas had full control to edge him all night if he wanted to, and Blitzø knew exactly how much he'd enjoy doing that. Stolas got off hard on seeing him desperate and needy—and Blitzø hated admitting how much he loved letting Stolas see him like that.
Now he had no choice. He'd known full well going into this that Stolas would absolutely use the opportunity to break him down into a begging, sobbing mess.
For now, he just let himself relax and enjoy the attention to the most sensitive parts of his body. Eventually, Stolas began lazily massaging the sensitive underside of his tail's spade.
"So many sensitive spots… it's amazing getting to feel for myself just how good this is for you."
"Can you please just touch my dick already?" Blitzø whined, sounding far more desperate than he'd meant to.
"Hmmm. Just a little touch."
He felt his hand wrap around the base of his cock, squeezing while the other hand alternated between stroking the base of his tail and giving attention to his balls.
Blitzø was usually rougher with himself, while Stolas always carried that underlying gentleness—even when he was trying to be rough.
Finally, after what felt like fucking forever, he felt his grip tighten slightly before his hand finally began stroking his cock.
A pleased little moan escaped Blitzø's lips, and he desperately wanted to arch his hips into the touch, but he remained frozen.
Stolas somehow must have sensed what he wanted, because Blitzø felt his hips buck slightly forward.
"That feels so good, doesn't it?"
Blitzø didn't answer. He just let himself melt into the sensation. Stolas was starting to get more of a feel of his body, and how to react to the touches the same way Blitzø normally would.
"You've been so quiet. You are enjoying this as much as I am, aren't you?"
"Mmm, yeah. I thought you could feel what I feel? So I'm pretty sure you can tell this feels good as fuck for me."
Blitzø watched his hand pick up the pace, stroking him faster. It felt so fucking amazing—that perfect combination of his cock being stroked while his balls were squeezed. Stolas had already known how easily that made Blitzø unravel, but now he could actually feel it for himself.
"There is something I'd like to try, if you're flexible enough. But first, there are a few other things I want to experiment with."
The strokes became faster, and Blitzø could feel his orgasm steadily building, which meant Stolas could feel it too.
"Getting closer," Stolas teased.
He watched his dick being jerked off by his own hand and couldn't stop the small whimpers that slipped out every time his balls were squeezed just a little too hard.
Helplessly, he watched his body roll onto its side, allowing his tail to snake up his thigh before delivering a sharp smack to his ass while his hand continued stroking his cock. The spade of his tail kept spanking him over and over, leaving sharp stinging heat across his skin after every strike.
"Hmm, that's not enough—we need some toys, don't we?" Stolas mused.
Blitzø tried desperately to stop his hand from releasing his cock, but Stolas forced him to let go before making him get up and walk over to the drawer of toys in the nightstand beside the bed.
He watched his hands rummage through the drawer, pulling out a vibrating cock ring, a large dildo—specifically the biggest one Blitzø could comfortably handle—a bottle of lube, and a riding crop.
A rush of heat surged through his throbbing cock at the thought of all the possibilities of what Stolas could do with everything he'd made him grab.
"I did want to continue with the spanking, but let's start with this," Stolas said in his head as he guided Blitzø back onto the bed, laying everything out before settling back against the pillows.
Blitzø watched his hands grab the cock ring and slide it into place before turning on the vibrations.
"Oh! Why don't you ask me to use this on you more often? You certainly adore how this feels."
The truth was, the real reason he didn't ask Stolas to use it more often was because the pressure of the ring squeezing tightly around the base of his cock while buzzing against him made it nearly impossible not to come too fast. The overstimulation combined with the slick, tight feeling of his cloaca was almost too much.
Fuck, he wished he could be inside that sweet bird puss right now.
It would be equally hot and fucking weird to fuck Stolas' lifeless body lying on the floor. He wondered if Stolas' body could still physically react to how insanely horny he must be right now. He wondered how wet he was from all of this.
Blitzø's hand wrapped around his cock again, pumping him hard and fast before stopping every single time he got just a little too close to coming.
He could hear Stolas' amused giggles echoing in his head again.
"This is far too much fun. I wonder how long you can handle this."
Stolas continued edging him for what felt like an eternity, using both his hands and tail to tease every sensitive part of his body.
Then Blitzø found himself sitting up to grab the dildo, coating it thoroughly with lube before pressing the tip against his tight entrance.
Blitzø moaned as his tail pushed the slick toy inside him, stretching him deep enough to make him gasp and whimper.
"Oh my! This is quite overstimulating, isn't it? But it feels too good to stop, doesn't it?"
All Blitzø managed was a muffled, breathless "Fuck," which Stolas clearly took as confirmation.
The way the toy filled him while thrusting in and out, combined with the relentless vibration or the ring squeezing around his cock, felt too fucking good. He was unbearably overstimulated already, but it felt fucking incredible.
Instinctively, he wanted to arch his back and clutch at the sheets, but not being able to move still felt deeply, viscerally strange. Stolas was becoming perfectly in tune with what he wanted, though, because his hips bucked helplessly into the hand stroking his cock while the vibrating toy stayed buried as deep as possible inside him, filling him completely.
But yet again, his hand was ripped away right as he got a little too close to the edge.
This time, he grabbed the riding crop and gave his ass a few sharp smacks with it.
"So intriguing—I always thought I was the one more into spanking, but you really get off on this more than I ever realized."
Blitzø let him go wild with it. His entire ass was going to be so bruised and sore from Stolas going overboard with the riding crop—but it's exactly what Blitzø wanted.
After a while, his ass was nearly numb, barely able to feel those sharp stings and Blitzø could only manage to mumble a few incomprehensible words.
"I want to try something quite different…" Stolas mused.
"You just gonna be vague and mysterious or actually tell me what you wanna do to me?"
Stolas grabbed his tail and yanked hard, making Blitzø struggle not to come right then.
"So much attitude. You need to be a little nicer if you'd like to finish at some point."
Blitzø's cock throbbed and dripped with precum, the overstimulating toys keeping him so close to the edge that all he needed was his hand back on his dick and a few strokes to make him bust. He needed to fucking come so badly. Being edged for what he guessed had already been a few hours had driven him to a level of desperation and neediness he'd never felt before. Being edged while having absolutely no control over his own body was the ultimate tease.
It was a feeling of complete and total surrender. Stolas could do whatever he wanted with him, and Blitzø was helpless to stop it. That thought alone almost made him come every time.
He was Stolas' toy to use however he pleased and Blitzø had never been more turned on by anything before.
Blitzø felt the sudden emptiness when the dildo was pulled out of his ass, immediately missing the feeling of the vibrations keeping him full and stretched.
The pressure of the cock ring still squeezing him and vibrating against him felt unbelievably good. His body was sprawled out across the bed now, as if Stolas was allowing him a brief moment to recover before whatever he had planned next.
"You are quite flexible, and quite well endowed… so I've always been curious about something." Stolas' voice dropped lower, making Blitzø instinctively try to buck his hips forward again despite knowing he couldn't move.
Fuck, he knew exactly where this was going.
"You coulda asked me any time if you wanted to see me suck myself off."
"But it's so much more fun to do it myself. I suppose that's confirmation you can do it, then? Hmm?"
"Go ahead and find out. Just be careful and stretch my neck properly first."
Stolas went far beyond that, unnecessarily putting Blitzø's body through an entire stretching routine, seeming fascinated by how differently it moved compared to his own.
"You seem so flexible, but it feels so stiff not being able to turn your head fully."
"It's not stiff, it's just that most of us don't have freaky bird necks that can bend backwards."
"I'm going to take over completely for a little while, as I'll need control of your mouth and so you'll no longer be able to speak. Not that you'd be able to anyways, considering your mouth will be quite full." he giggled
Blitzø felt a electric rush course through him as Stolas fully took over.
His eyes could still move, but he was nothing more than a helpless passenger inside his own body, forced to simply watch Stolas have his fun. And somehow, that only made his cock harder.
He watched as Stolas settled his body comfortably against the pillows and wrapped his fingers around the base of his cock, already tightly squeezed by the vibrating ring. He used his tail and his free hand to hold his thighs up, pulling himself closer.
Then he leaned forward, his long forked tongue flicking out to lap up the beads of precum gathered at the tip of his cock.
Feeling his own tongue teasing and flicking against him with the same delicate touch Stolas always used made him so hard he didn't think he'd last more than a few minutes.
Feeling his tongue move in that unmistakably Stolas-like way was something Blitzø couldn't even begin to fucking describe, but it was easily the hottest thing he'd ever experienced.
His tongue swirled and dragged down the length before he leaned farther forward.
Finally, he pressed Blitzø's lips to the head and took it into his mouth, sucking gently while his long tongue curled and swirled around it.
Tasting himself was somehow way hotter than he'd expected, especially because it was Stolas doing it.
Slowly, he took more of his length down his throat, straining his neck forward as he really started going at it. Fuck, he really was big. He didn't realize exactly how thick his own cock was until he had it shoved down his own throat.
At first, Stolas didn't quite know how to navigate having teeth and accidentally grazed the sharp points against his sensitive skin a few times, making Blitzø want to whimper. But with his mouth full of his own cock, all he could do was helplessly squirm internally.
He eventually got the hang of using Blitzø's mouth and started giving him some really fucking good head. He was now holding his thighs with both hands and focusing so hard on working his cock.
He was able to nearly take the entire length while the spade of his tail toyed teasingly with his balls and ass.
Stolas made him grip his thighs tighter, desperately trying to lean just a little farther and take him deeper.
Then his head began bobbing faster, eagerly sucking himself off.
Blitzø could definitely say he'd never experienced anything remotely like this before.
He was drooling all over his own cock, greedily working it with an enthusiasm that made heat coil painfully tight in his stomach.
"This is far hotter than I could have possibly imagined. Oh my Lucifer… I wish I'd known much sooner that you were capable of pleasuring yourself like this."
Stolas just kept talking in that low, sexy voice, and Blitzø genuinely couldn't handle being edged any longer. Hearing Stolas' coos of encouragement in his head were too much. He could feel his orgasm building rapidly now, and for once, Stolas didn't force him to stop.
Instead, he kept going until Blitzø finally came hard, his entire body tensing as wave after wave of pleasure crashed through him—his cock pulsating as his load shot into his throat.
Tasting his own release and eagerly swallowing it all only made the whole thing even hotter for both of them. Blitzø was well aware that Stolas had a thing for watching him taste himself, but Blitzø knew this particular sight was going to become a permanent addition to the owl's mental spank bank.
Eventually, Blitzø felt himself sit back up before collapsing against the bed, staring at the ceiling while lazily licking at the little bit of come dribbling down his chin.
"That was incredible," Stolas said in a slightly dazed voice. Blitzø had no idea if Stolas could orgasm in his current state of being inside his head, but his voice had that satisfied tone he always used right after an intense orgasm. Feeling it through Blitzø must have felt the same as getting off himself.
Blitzø then felt himself sit up, and grab a cigarette and lighter from the nightstand and spark it up—taking a long drag. He also realized he could speak again.
"Fuck yeah it was." Blitzø agreed. Stolas allowed him to lay there for a moment and enjoy his post-orgasm smoke.
"That wasn't pushing you too far?" Stolas said with a hint of worry.
"Fuck no. Mmm. The base of my left horn really itches though."
Stolas immediately obliged, scratching the spot gently.
"So I must inquire—was that your first time attempting that? I somehow doubt it was."
"I might've fucked around once or twice while rolling too hard. But it's been years since I even thought about trying it again." Blitzø exhaled, putting out the cigarrette.
"I think it's incredibly sexy, and I would absolutely love to watch you do that again sometime. Perhaps without my assistance this time." Stolas giggled.
"Mmm, it does make my neck kinda sore, though. So you'd owe me a massage afterward. You owe me a massage for this time too."
"That sounds more than fair to me."
As fun as all of this had been, Blitzø found himself aching for the feeling of Stolas' actual body again. His delicate hands, those soft feathers—he craved his warm touch so badly.
"You must be exhausted. I know this can be rather draining on your end. We can always continue another night if you'd like to explore this more."
It had been quite a long night of being edged and teased and after finally getting that sweet release he craved—he was fucking spent and exhausted. He was also starting to feel way too uncomfortable trapped inside himself. He could handle it for those few hours but at this point he wanted to claw his way out from the inside just to be able to move freely again.
"I am more than down to fuck around like this again."
He heard Stolas' delighted hoot echo in his head before a freezing shiver suddenly rushed down Blitzø's spine as control of his body returned all at once. He immediately flexed his hands, staring at them and turning them over just to reassure himself they were really his again.
He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling the bed shift as Stolas climbed beside him and immediately pulled him into a soft kiss. Of course his greedy bird wanted the lingering taste of his release.
Blitzø rubbed his face against Stolas' chest while his hands slid down to gently squeeze his thick ass. Being able to move freely again and feel those soft feathers against his skin was somehow almost better than the orgasm itself.
Stolas had been right—this really was draining. Blitzø felt so exhausted he could barely keep his eyes open.
"I hope that wasn't too much for you," Stolas cooed as he gently rolled Blitzø onto his stomach and began massaging his neck, shoulders, and back. Apparently, he hadn't forgotten about the promised massage.
"Nah, was fucking amazing. Just tired," Blitzø mumbled into the pillow.
The slow drag of Stolas' talons through his tense muscles made him melt further into the bed. For a few quiet moments, neither of them spoke.
Then Blitzø let out an amused snort.
"And honestly? I'm kinda shocked it took you this long to ask if I could suck my own dick."
A soft, breathy hoot escaped Stolas as his hands drifted lower to massage Blitzø's hips and ass before returning to his back.
"Well, now that I know just how flexible you truly are…" Stolas said thoughtfully, talons lightly scratching along his shoulders, "I can already think of several more things I'd quite enjoy trying with you next time."
Blitzø smiled into the pillow, and though Stolas couldn't see his face—the excited flick of his tail gave away exactly how much he liked the sound of that.
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