Star Child

Prince Seren Goetia had been living with both his parents and older sister Octavia for a little more than 7 years. He was now 10, almost 11, and Octavia was now 17 years old. They had grown closer over the years, but his mother would usually occupy much of his time so they couldn’t spend as much time together as they would have liked. As he grew older, he began to notice how much his parents disliked one another. He loved both his parents though and tried to ignore their constant passive aggressive fighting. He had found out rather quickly that their marriage had been arranged for them when they were very young; It had been his father’s duty to provide a precautionary heir for the Goetia family. They had succeeded in that task with Octavia being born, but he knew his birth had been for an entirely different reason. His mother had always told him that he was her beloved star child and would be her heir while Octavia was their father’s.

His mother was rather strict on what he could and could not do, always expecting nothing less than perfection to be shown in front of those of high status. His mother hadn’t even allowed him to have a friend and she would often tell him that she hadn’t found someone his age that she had deemed worthy of being a close acquaintance with him. He had quickly mastered both the violin and piano at the age of 5, praised by many nobles as a musical prodigy. He was praised for his beautiful singing voice and he enjoyed singing with his father which he usually did in secret to avoid upsetting his mother. He had mastered his ability to teleport as well as move things with nothing more than a thought by the time he was 6. He was also able to turn others to stone with nothing more than a look if he wanted to, much like his father and sister. He was considered a magical prodigy due to his mastery of his power over the element of ice as well as his shapeshifting ability. Much to his mother’s delight, despite the fact that she looked down upon humans, he had perfected his ability to transform into human form by the time he was 7. The ability to use a human form was something not many demons could master at such a young age, something his mother liked to point out when showing off to others.

He was a member of the Goetia family and he could show nothing, but perfection in front of the vultures of high society. His mother had told him that she was only trying to protect him by introducing him to high society and when she began petitioning for his grandfather to give him his own grimoire. His mother loved to go to parties and had recently planned a ‘not divorced anniversary’ party for couples only tonight, with the exception of himself and his older sister of course. Once the guests began to arrive, he began to play the role his mother expected of him. He played the violin and piano as she soaked up the praise from her guests on how talented he was. Once he’d finished showing off his musical talent, he was whisked away by his mother to remain by her side as she flittered from group to group of influential nobility. He forced himself to smile politely as they talked on and on about their money, connections, or status with his mother. She eventually tired of this and quickly joined up with two of her close followers to spend the remainder of the night gossiping with. She smiled as she hugged him, praising him as a prodigy and how it was only a matter of time before he was given a grimoire of his own.

She gushed on about how much magical talent Seren had and how she was so proud of him. Seren blushed, alway happy when his mother told others that she was proud of his accomplishments. However, as soon as the topic of whether or not he would be betrothed to another demon of high status was brought up she scowled at them. She made it clear to her followers that she hadn’t found a worthy partner for her beloved starlight. Seren squirmed in discomfort, glad that his mother hadn’t found someone to betroth him to yet. He was just glad that when he had recently told his mother that he liked boys that she had told him that she didn’t care what gender he was attracted to, as long as they were worthy and had a high enough noble status of course. She quickly changed the subject and began mocking his father’s ability in bed. He hid a sigh, never comfortable with his parents barbed words they used whenever speaking of the other and tried to tune out whatever insults his mother was laughing about.

“What a pathetic fucking man!” She said loudly as she glanced at her husband slyly, obviously wanting him to hear her barbed words.

This time he couldn't even try to hide his exasperated sigh at her antagonizing behavior, his mother always preferred to show her displeasure with his father by gossiping about him at the parties she attended or hosted. He glanced back at his mother, hoping she hadn’t noticed his displeasure. He smiled softly as he saw she hadn’t noticed the annoyed sigh he had released before he quickly followed her as she began to lead them away from his father’s hiding spot. After yet another few hour had passed, he began to get bored and started to zone out. Eventually the party ended and he got to go to bed, exhausted. His father had disappeared at some point during his mother’s party and, as he fell asleep, he wondered where he went.

Author’s note: Blitzo will be pronounced as Blitz unless they knew him before he decided to make the ‘o’ silent.

A male imp pushed Stolas into a bookshelf aggressively

“Oh! What are you doing? I barely remember your name.” He said breathlessly.

“It’s Blitzo.” The imp said as he used the bookshelves ladder to bend Stolas in a dip.

“Oh, didn’t it have an ‘o’ at the end? Like a clown name? I remember…”

Blitzo scowled before pushing Stolas towards the bed and seductively got on top of him, “Yeah, well, it’s silent now so call me… Blitzo.”

“Okay… Blitzo. What are you doing to me?” Stolas asked breathlessly.

“What do you… want me to do to you?” Blitzo asked.

“I… uh well uh…” Stolas glances towards his bookshelf, noticing that something seemed off about it.

Blitzo noticed him looking towards the bookshelf and panics. He quickly bites Stolas on the neck sensually to distract him, causing Stolas to gasp out in pleasure.

“Oh my fuck! Wow!” Stolas gasped out as he falls back down onto his bed at the unexpected emotions he was feeling, “Oh, you are so forward Blitzo! Oh, what are we doing?”

He starts the get up to see what Blitzo was doing before Blitzo pushed him back into the bed with a growl, “No, no, stay down dammit!”

Stolas smirked seductively, “Oh, so you like to come on. Do you like being in charge? Hmm?”

“Yeah, sure do.” Blitzo replied, only partially paying attention to the words Stolas spoke.

Stolas turned himself over and began humping against Blitzo, “Oh, so you’re a kinky little imp, are you? Do you like it when I talk to you dirty? I want you to *bleep* me with your *bleep bleep* imp *bleep*. Get it all the way *bleep bleep”! Get it all the way through me you *bleep bleep bleep*!

Blitzo scowls as he twists Stolas’ head around to look him in the eye, “Ugh, stop it.”

“Yes, if that’s what Blitzy wants.” Stolas says seductively.

Blitzo then rips a small portion of his canopy curtains and ties them around his head to cover his eyes.

“Blitzy! Oh my. Y e s!” He moans, “Oh, I’ve never had anyone want me this way. You have no idea how long I’ve craved this kind of passion. And how much it means… that the one who wants me is… my first ever friend.”

His voice trembled as he finished speaking, moved to tears at the attention he was receiving from Blitzo.

There was a brief pause before Blitzo sighed, “Alright, fine. I can do this real fast..."

The morning after his mother’s party, his mother was hosting a tea party with the two followers she had been gossiping all night with as well as Seren. He sat politely, drinking his tea elegantly, as his mother praised his good looks and talents to her followers. She loved showing him off and he tolerated it as he knew how much it meant to her that he looked so much like her rather than his father like Octavia. Out of nowhere, something crashed into the table they were sitting at and covered them all with the extravagant cake they hadn’t eaten yet. He slowly blinked at the sight of a male imp, holding what appeared to be his father’s grimoire, laying atop their table before he pushed himself up a bit and turned towards his mother.

“Sorry I fucked your husband.” The imp said before hurriedly getting off the table and running out of sight.

Seren’s mouth opened and closed, shocked by what he had just heard. How could it be? His father… had cheated on his mother the night of the party she had been hosting. He knew that neither of his parents were happy with their marriage, but to have an affair! He turned to his mother, knowing how humiliated and upset she would be feeling at the implication that she was the problem for his father being unable to perform in bed. His mother’s face morphed from stunned silence into a mask of intense rage as she turned her gaze upwards to see Stolas watching her from one of the balconies of their palace, covered only by his morning robe.

“What… the fuck was that, Stolas!” His mother screamed, enraged by what she had just heard.

“That.. was the sound… of a fucking divorce!” His father screamed back before ripping apart his mother’s party banner and throwing his arms up with his head high up in triumph as he laughed maniacally.

Seren stared up at his father in shocked horror, how could this be happening!