Moxie sat on the edge of the bed with a worried expression on his face. He didn’t know exactly why Stella had called him in to talk. He knew he didn’t have anything to worry about but for her to openly bring him in in the middle of his work day was abnormal above anything.


Manny, one of his co-workers in the goetia household, had been sent to get him as he cleaned up one of Stolas’s many reading rooms. The little imp was confused but didn’t dare defy his majesty’s demand. After putting his duster away properly, here he is now. Waiting. Trying not to panic at the idea that he might be in trouble. 


He could hear the familiar shifting of clothing on the rack from the walk-in closet, indicating that Stella is inside. He dared not ask for her name.


Stella and him do have a certain special… Relationship. Something so taboo and looked down upon that it’s almost unheard of. A high ranking demon like a goetia being with a “lower than dirt” imp demon like him. The two of them have been together in secret for quite a while. And while things were somewhat rocky they weren’t at all bad. The imp’s manners, desire to work and show his appreciation to the hous ethat took him in showed in his work.


Moxxie found himself growing closer with the house staff. Many of whom weren’t harmed due to Stella’s increasingly rarer mood swings.


Stolas and Octavia were concerned at first but given his attptiude to keep Stella’s attitude in check by following even her most ridiculous tasks. They both quickly grew to enjoy his company and they learned that for all his manors, he wasn’t a stuffed shirt who didn’t enjoy fun.


And above all of them, the woman of the house Stella.


Moxxie never failed her, no matter what. And the two felt something grow from the simple master/servant relationship. Whatever love Stella hides in the depths of her heart is reserved for her dear daughter and now a simple, shy imp.


        “Are you sitting there, Imp?” A shrill voice asked from the closet. 


        “Y-yes! My majesty!” 


        “Good.” The stern tone of her voice carried a slight hint of a smile.


The door swung apart and in the light of the room, Stella stands wearing something that made the imp’s not so little monster sitir right awake.


Stella’s wearing a skimpy bunny girl outfit akin to the ones that humans wear on Earth. A white cuff collar with a black bowtie around her slender neck. Fishnets on the thick thighs, usually hidden under her many dresses, along with matching dark blue stockings on her legs and arms. Atop her crown are a pair of similar colored long ears, one of them bent slightly.
Her moon-like pupils looked down at him with a knowing smile, sneering at the sight of the hung imp’s impressive tent. 


        “Traditionally… Demons wear these sorts of depraved outfits for their lovers on this day. To be all spiteful to the heavens or whatever. So be thankful!!” She squaked, an uncommon blush spread across her face. “You’re taking responsibility for this anyway!!”


Stella gestures to the obvious bulge in her belly. It had been some time since her and Moxxie expressed their love. And all that expressing of love from the outdoors, to the hallways to the kitchen to the various bathrooms lead to another bun in the oven. Or in her case, an egg. The second in a growing clutch between them. 


        “Of course my majesty…”


        “Today you may… Use my name at your leisure.” 


        “!!!”


Stella could see that all too familiar bulge moving at her request. 






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It didn’t take long for the love bird and love imp to get busy.


Stella treated her man to a much anticipated blowjob to get things going. 


The moment she puzzled his zippe down, she felt a welcomed slap in the fae by the juciest, length of meat she’s ever had in her life. Hot, red, veins from base to tip and balls as heavy as the ripest apples in hell. Stella licked the pole up and down, showing the experience she’s gained from treating him right. She’d pulled her dress top down, showing off the same tits that Moxxie loved playing with. Lathering his cock with spit and her tits with lotion, she made the lively bitch breaker into a faucet of cum in no time.


Her costume was quickly becoming a mess of cum, but she didn’t care. She enjoyed feeling it soak into her $1000 outfit. For him, it was mere pennies if it meant getting him so excited. And she’s gonna get every single dollar of use out of it!


Instead of eating her out, Stella demanded he’d mount her and fuck her.


It didn’t take much convincing to make it happen. 


While he’s naked, Stella still wears the now torn suit, feeling him turn her into a twitching pile of mush with his cock. He was being careful, not wanting to poke and hurt the egg but Stella DEMANDED he go rougher. And rougher he did, thanks to the go ahead. Stella’s eyes widened as she was being shaken so hard with every thrust. Moxxie grunted louder and more aggressively, focused on making her feel so good. Even after taking the same cock again and again, she just wasn’t a match for it. Her mond focused on every vein stretching her walls, rubbing places that had never been touched until Moxxie and her became one!


 He grabs her faux bunny ears, using the full power of his hips to plung her depths as hard as possible. Thanks to the ears being stuck to her crown so well, Moxxie made Stella feel submissive. Something that otherwise, she’d never do but today was a special occasion. 


And a hard worker deserves a treat every now and again.


And that treat just happens to come in the form of fucking Stella’s brains out as hard as he could. 


The hours seemed to pass by at light speed as they switched positions. Cowgirl, chair, mastery. Some Stella was shocked to learn Moxxie had been studying positions to better her pleasure. The woman inside the big bossy bird girl felt flattered. Meanwhile, Stella screamed at Moxxie to fuck her harder. With a pregant stella laying on her side, Moxxie raisd her leg, resting it on his shoulder as he came close to finishing. 


The two shared a moment of understanding as Moxxie hilted himself deep, sliding past her womb and filling her already plump belly more with his ever potent seed. Stella’s claws stretched and twitched as she felt her womb welcome more of their future babies to her welcoming body. The egg she’s caring recieving a healthy dose of daddy’s protien inside mama.


A cute little Easter egg of sin and joy between imp and goetia in love.


Happy Easter!