[There was another shocked hoot as he was suddenly dragged away from the stage. The imp must be riding high from his performance on stage to pick up on the owl's... current mood right now. But seeing Blitzø so hyped up on good energy made Stolas melt inside. Which wasn't really helping his desire to devour him right here, right now.

Once they were seated at the table, Stolas was thanking his lucky stars that it was covered with a cloth. One of his long legs stretched out to gently rub the imp's thighs with soft talons. Leaning over to rest his elbows on the table, Stolas gave Blitzø a heated stare into those yellow eyes.]

You have a way of making me sing, Darling. I can show you how great my pipes are back home~ We could make such beautiful music together.