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Blitzø found it odd that the office seemed a bit different. His white board had been moved from the meeting room to his personal office. And Stolas wasn’t anywhere to be found, at first. In front of the white board stood a tall woman wearing a very short crimson red skirt. “Excuse me um.. ma’am, have you seen my ow….S-Stolas?! W-What the fuck are you wearing!?”
After Stolas finished writing something on the white board he slightly turned and winked at Blitzø. “Well I figured this might get you more in the mood to learn. I honestly had no clue you didn’t know the alphabet. I just assumed you were being silly when sending those texts to me. Now it all makes perfect sense.”
Blitzø couldn’t help but burst out laughing. “Oh this is fucking to much. Really you’re going to teach me my A,B,D’s? Why the fuck is it so important anyway? It’s not like I can’t communicate through writing. I’ve survived this long without knowing how to spell words right.”
“It’s A,B,C's darling, and the word is ‘correctly’. And of course it’s important. Not that it makes you any less attractive. I just feel it will help with work. So let’s begin shall we, my dear. So take your seat and do try to be serious about this”
Blitzø of course was in no mood for learning anything new, but decided to humor his bird. Plus he was kinda liking the short as fuck skirt Stolas was wearing. ‘Fuck the learning, I’m just here for the view! The view of that damn sexy as fuck bird’s cloaca hiding under that short ass skirt!’
“Now then Blitzø, I want you to say the alphabet. Let’s see what you do know first.” Blitzø rolled his eyes and faceplanted the desk. “Oh dear that bad, well I’m sure I can motivate you somehow. Let's see what I have here.” As Stolas bent over to search his bag of goodies. Blitzø slightly leaned to the side of his desk for a better angle while looking up..
His eyes widened in pure amusement. There it was, true it was only a small glimpse of his goal. Still that short skirt was just high enough to give this imp a hard on. “Now then Blitzø, I have here a jar and inside our pieces of paper with how should I say this? Basically rewards for getting the answers right.” There was no response from the imp though. “Blitzø, did you hear what I…” Looking back, Stolas noticed his student wasn’t actually paying attention to his words, but rather. “BLITZØ! Are you looking up my skirt!? That’s not allowed unless it’s in the reward jar.”
The imp simply rolled his eyes, as he set up right. “Well maybe you shouldn’t have decided to wear a short as fuck skirt. And just so you can to get my fucking attention to learn the alphabet, bull shit. It’s not my fault your cloaca is peeking out at me.” The sound of Stolas clearing his throat made the imp quickly shut up. “Fine, just don’t bend over like that again. Or next time you ain’t getting the fuck back up till I’m done pounding that feathered ass!”
With the white board marker still in hand, Stolas crossed his arms and gave Blitzø a raised eyebrow glare. “Oh really is that so, well then perhaps we best get started with the lesson then. Now then Blitzø as you can see I have the alphabet written here. And your employee names here. By the time I’m done with you today, you’ll know all of these.”
With a grunt and a few grumbles, Blitzø slouched back in his chair and waited. He was not in the mood for this learning shit today or tomorrow. “You better hope I learn something birdie, because if I don’t I’ll teach you the ABCs of getting fucked in your ass with more than my dick! And I swear to Satan if we get a hit I’m fucking out of here!”
Deep down Stolas knew Blitzø well enough to know the imp’s threats were nothing serious. And plus once Blitzø started giving the correct answers to his questions. Well let’s just say all would be right in hell for a while. “Now then let’s not waste anymore time and get started. I want you to look over this paper I have here.”
Blitzø looked down at the paper Stolas had placed on his desk. His eyes widened, before growling angrily at the paper. “Okay what the actual fuck, Stols? What is all this on the paper? Why the fuck are the letters all curvy like your feathered ass?”
“So you don’t know the alphabet or cursive writing? Well, there is indeed a lot you need to learn. Well I suppose we’re going to have to do this another way.” Blitzø watched as Stolas moved closer to the desk, his eyes widened as he watched Stolas bend down in front of him. His eyes landed on Stolas’ chest feathers that were almost in his face. Oh how he wanted to just run his claws through those feathery boobs and pull that damn bird tight against him. The very thought had his pants bulging in the front once more.
Blitzø tried to secretly work his pants into a better position, but how does one fix a problem as big as his? Not to mention the small spikes on his erection now poking his inner thigh. ‘Damn him for this, if Stolas thinks I don’t know what he’s doing, he’s fucking dead wrong.’
“Blitzø, would you stop moving around so much, try focusing on these letters here.” Stolas pointed to the letter A.” Blitzø growled again at the paper, but stopped when Stolas tapped his pen on the piece of paper. “Let’s go Blitzø, tell me each letter as I point to them.”
Blitzø of course rolled his eyes, he really didn’t want to do this shit. He swallowed hard trying to think straight, but his dick just wouldn’t stop throbbing. Having Stolas so close and in that damn skirt was enough fuel to keep him fired up and hard for hours. “Is it an A?” Stolas pointed to another letter. “Oh that’s easy, it's the letter B.” Stolas continued to point the letters in order and once they got to the letter H. Stolas offered Blitzø a chance to pick from the reward jar. With his little forked tongue poking out the corner of his mouth, Blitzø quickly pulled out a piece of paper.
“Go on darling, read what it says.” Stolas could help but grin as he watched Blitzø look over the little piece of paper. He saw the imp’s eyes widen and couldn’t wait to hear what was on the paper. “Oh please don’t hold back dearest, go on what does it say?”
Blitzø slowly looked up from the little piece of paper. His eyes locked onto Stolas’ eyes for a minute before he asked. “Sooo.. am I supposed to do this to you or…?”
Stolas blushed as he answered in a seductive voice. “Well… I was hoping you’d do what’s on the paper to me, darling.” He watched as Blitzø seemed to study the paper. ‘Does he not know how to read what was on the paper? Perhaps I should ask him.’
Just as Stolas was about to ask Blitzø if he could read what was on the paper. The devilish imp snickered, as he placed the paper in his coat pocket. “Saving that one for later. Now on to the next half of this alphashit. Let’s go birdie, what's next?”
Stolas seemed a bit confused. “Um…Blitzø, wouldn’t you like your reward now? I’m sure it would be a good way to motivate you.”
Leaning back in his chair, Blitzø propped up his feet and smiled. “Oh don’t worry birdie, that little paper is motivating me. I just want to wait till later to use that reward. Actually I just might save all my rewards till later, it could be fun dishing out all those rewards at once.”
Stolas swallowed hard, not sure if he could handle all those dirty ideas he had written down at one time. “If you think that is best, I mean in your condition at the moment. I thought maybe you could use some…special attention?” Blitzø simply grinned devilishly. He knew exactly what he was doing.