The owl crumpled like wet tissue paper into the imps arms. This... he liked this. It could have been the effects lingering from the smoke or by how shirtless he still was, but Blitzø's embrace felt warm. e nuzzled into the crook of his neck and just exhaled a soft coo.

That is until he saw Blitzø snatch the cigarette from him and his heart spiked. His arms left like lead weights, until to stop him in time from taking a hit.

"Blitz! What are you doing?!"