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Fizzarolli loves giving the people he loves surprises, whether it was something simple or it was something big and grand it didn’t matter. Surprises were his love language. So when Asmodeus got a text from his clown lover that simply read ‘I have a surprise for you in my dressing room’ with a winky face emoji. The King of Lust knew he was in for a good surprise from his playful lover. Ozzie stood up from his seat at the bar and quickly downed his drink.
“What’s the rush Ozzie?” The succubus barkeeper teased. “Fizzarolli message you?” Ozzie just laughed.
“I don’t want to keep him waiting.” Ozzie winked before making his way to his boyfriend’s dressing room. Not wanting to spoil whatever his clown was planning he knocked first and called out. “Fizzy, can I come in?” After a few moments of silence Fizzy’s voice was heard from inside.
“Come on in, Big Daddy.” Asmodeus wasted no time opening the door and stepping into the room, Fizzy was standing in the middle of the room, waiting to be seen, and seen he was. Lust got an eyeful of his partner and more importantly what he was wearing and it made his mouth water. Instead of one of Fizzarolli’s normal clown outfits for performing, he was instead wearing a small and tight pastel blue crop top. The top was cropped so high that it stopped almost at the bottom of the clown’s nipples and had a heart shaped hole in the chest area of the fabric. The top was paired with the smallest pair of leather booty shorts that hugged Fizz almost too tightly showing off absolutely every part of Fizz both front and back, leaving nothing to the imagination in a slightly darker than the top shade of blue. On his head was his traditional jester cap in colors matching his outfit. Ozzie felt his mouth water, just looking at his boyfriend. “What do you think? Am I ready to go on stage?”
“I think you’re ready to go on something else.” Ozzie purred moving closer to the jester. Unfortunately, said jester, instead of leaning into the Sin’s touch like normal, he took a step back, much to Asmodeus’s shock.
“Sorry babe, but you’re not allowed to touch.” Ozzie must not have heard him right. There’s no way the love of his life had Ozzie go to him in such a mouthwatering outfit just to not expect him to touch him and definitely do more than touching. “I just wanted to show off my new outfit that I’m going to wear to perform. Thought you should be the first to see it.” Fizz did a slow twirl, letting Lust see how the shorts had a tasteful amount of cheek hanging out.
“You sure I can't just have a little taste. To hold me over until later.” Oz tried again to reach out to his lover, who again dodged him and ducked under the big blue arms.
“You just have to wait until after the show if you want to have fun at the after party.” Fizzy said as he opened the dressing room door. But before leaving he turned his head over his shoulder to look at the Son. “You better watch my whole performance.”
“You know I always do, baby.”
“And no touching yourself.” Asmodeus’s eyes widened.
“Wait, are you serious?” But Fizzarolli was already out the door and down the hallway with a pep in his step. This man is going to kill him one day. The show started in forty five minutes and Ozzie couldn't really focus on anything much so he grabbed a drink at the bar, went to his booth area, and waited for the show to start. After a torturous amount of time the lights dimmed, indicating the show was going to start. Ozzie put away and paid attention to the stage in front of him.
“Hey, hey, hey everybody! Welcome to the show! You all know me, but for all you new sluts out there, I am the great Fizzarolli the Clown! Here for all your pleasure!” Fizz said happily into his microphone. The moment he jumped in the spotlight from behind the curtains everyone cheered and wolf whistle. “I guess you guys like my new outfit.” Fizz turned around and shook his ass playfully, creating more cheers and crude comments from the crowd. The Jester turned back facing everyone. “Well if you like looking at me then I suggest you stay because I'm here for the rest of the night to entertain you all. Along with a variety of lusty performers that want to get you all wet and hard. So get your cum rags ready, you cum rags.” Fizz paused so everyone could cheer and clap again.
As Fizzarolli continued his set Ozzie found himself thinking about the imp. The sin has known Fizz for years and this is the first time he has presented himself in such a sexual manner for the public. Fizzy was always covered up head to robotic toe for his performance and other events. Lust knew his Froggie was insecure about the burn marks on his body and the scars that connected skin to metal limbs, so seeing his romantic partner so confident and free in his skin made Oz feel proud of his clown. And aroused. Very aroused. And knowing that the King had to sit back and watch without being about to touch his love was such a turn on. Ozzie went to grab the growing bulge in his pants, but stopped before touching when he remembered what Fizz said. Oz groaned and moved his hand away, letting it fall to his side. This is going to be a long night.
After hours of multiple acts with Fizzarolli popping in between sets to chat up the crowd with lewd stand up and juggling the jester came in to close the show. “Alllll right everybody! That was the end of our show-”
“Take your clothes off!” Someone yelled out, cutting the clown off.
“Sorry sweetheart, but I leave that to the professionals. I'm better at using my mouth anyway.” With a wink added at the end was the response Fizz gave. Honestly Asmodeus couldn't help but feel a bit possessive with Fizzy at the crude hell born’s comment towards his lover. Fizz only undresses for the King of Lust. And the King of Lust only. Not some lowlife pervert. Ozzie was surprised that thinking of burning someone over his Fizzy Frog got him so horny, but honestly he wasn't complaining. After a final applause Fizz bowed and left the stage with the spotlight dimming indicating the show was over. Which meant that it was time for Ozzie to have the imp all to himself. Ozzie found his partner sitting at the bar, still wearing the sinfully scandalous outfit, with an imp standing in front of him, getting a little too close to his boyfriend. Fizzorlli continued to listen to what the imp was saying. Lust couldn't hear what was being said, but whatever it was it made Fizz uncomfortable, Oz knows that whenever his Froggy was uncomfortable or felt unsafe he would wrap his tail around his legs. Like what he was doing now.
“I’m flattered, but I'm in a relationship.” Oz heard Fizz say when he was close enough to listen in on the conversation.
“Oh come on, what they don't know won't hurt them. You’re obviously wearing that outfit because you want some attention, I can give you all the attention that you want, baby.” The greasy imp put his hand on Fizzy’s bare thigh, so high up that he was touching the skin part. Fizz attempted to turn his body away, but the stranger used their other hand to touch the clown’s face, forcing him to look at the creepy fan.
“Please let me go.” Fizz pleaded softly.
“You know you want it.” The stranger leaned in more.
“He kindly asked you to leave him alone.” Asmodeus stepped in.
“Lord Asmodeus, don't worry, you can have your turn with him when I'm done.” Lust felt his blue flame head increase in size. Without thinking, Ozzie's hand gripped the pervert’s wrist that was touching his boyfriend’s face.
“He said he isn't interested.” The smell of burning flesh surrounded the three of them along with a scream from the unwanted imp. He tried to move his hand away, but Ozzie kept his hand where it was until a quiet popping sound could be heard repeatedly from the wrist. When he did pull away the flesh was almost completely cooked and steam was coming off of it. “Don't make me burn a different part of you.” The stranger didn't reply, instead he ran off holding his arm screaming in pain.
“Ozzie, I could have handled it myself.” Fizz pouted as his larger boyfriend scooped him up and held him close as he walked them out of the bar “I didn't even get to finish my drink.” Asmodeus opened up a portal to their shared penthouse bedroom and stepped through.
“I'll get you whatever you want once I'm done with you.” Oz purred as he began to press kisses along Fizzy’s neck.
“I'm guessing you liked my show.” Fizz giggled as Oz laid the imp on their bed.
“You have no idea baby.” the sin purred as he got on top of Fizzarolli, eyeing him intimately.
“Did you behave yourself during the show?” The jest asked playfully as he began removing Oz's jacket.
“I was so hard the whole time, but I was a good boy and didn't touch myself.” Asmodeus said, slowly grinding down on Fizz. “What’s my reward?”
“You can undress me and do whatever you want to me for as long as you want.” Fizzarolli replied. Ozzie wasted no time taking a hold of his boyfriend’s waist and flipping him over, ass up.
“You really are a temptation.” Lust purred, staring at the tight fabric that barely covered the jester’s butt. Fizz just giggled and wiggled his ass a little. In response Oz grabbed the shorts and pulled on them so hard that they completely ripped.
“Hey, I wanted to wear those aga-” Fizz was cut off by the feeling of something wet against his hole.
“You’re still loose from last night. My tongue just slips right in.” Oz commented before slipping his tongue back in the clown’s hole, making sure to go deeper. Fizz moaned and gripped the blankets under him. Ozzie continued to thrust his tongue in his lover a few more times before taking his hand and wrapping it around the imp’s member.
“Oz, I’m close.” Fizz moaned, pushing back on Lust’s tongue for more pleasure, but instead the sin pulled his face away. “I was so close, Big Daddy, I want to cum.” Instead of replying Ozzie flipped the jester over on his back.
“You didn’t let me touch myself, which means you aren’t allowed to cum until I say so.” Asmodeus said as he snapped his fingers causing all his clothes to come off. “And no touching yourself either.” Fizz groaned, the sin leaned down pressing a kiss on his partner’s lips. “You’re the one who said I could do whatever I wanted to you for as long as I want.” Oz started kissing down the scarred stomach. As he did so he took his finger and pressed it against Fizzy’s hole, slowly entering the digit. The imp moaned against the sin’s lips, giving him the opportunity to snake his tongue in the hellborn’s mouth. It didn’t take very many thrusts before adding a second and then a third finger until Oz felt that his partner was ready for something much bigger.
Ozzie removed his fingers and mouth from his boyfriend, enjoying seeing the clown’s dick, twitching and leaking, along with the lustful look the imp was giving him. Oz entered Fizz completely with no hesitation, watching the jester throw his head back in pleasure. The sin put a roboleg over his large shoulder to allow him to reach deeper inside his partner as he set a brutal pace.
“Ozzie, I won’t last. I need to come. Please let me cum!” Fizzoralli begged right before releasing completely untouched, painting his scarred stomach and clothes chest in white. Oz didn’t slow down even despite his lover’s orgasm, instead making sure to stab the little bundle of nerves inside while enjoying the view of his jester lost in passion and lust. It took a few more thrusts before Lust came deep in the clown, gently laying down on Fizz without even pulling out.
"I hope you tease me again, Fizzy Frog." Oz panted, trying to catch his breath.
"Always Big Daddy