A/n: Ik I alr have this published on ao3, but im editing to make it better + i know a lot of ya'll prefer wattpad over ao3 so my kind soul decided to upload it on both platforms

I pinky swear my writing is so much better in the actual story than the authors notes, trust lmfao I hope ya'll enjoy this!!

Also, the time period this takes place in is like right after the episode Ozzie's

Asmodeous stared at his little imp lover with gentle eyes. He let out a soft sigh, watching him as he slept, his arms resting under his chin from where he laid on his stomach. It had been quite the night, at the lounge, and he wanted Fizz to get all the sleep he needed. It couldn't have been easy to relax after seeing his ex-best friend, the guy who ruined his entire life, for the first time in 15 years.

Ozzie's thoughts—though they probably shouldn't have been—were sexually charged at the moment. But he couldn't exactly be blamed for that, since he was quite literally the sin of lust. And there were three little topics that his little Fizzie Frog had mentioned in the lounge that got him rearing to go. Three very specific kinks. Butt stuff, piss play and bondage. Out of all the kinks in the universe, why would Fizz have said those three if he hadn't been thinking of them?

If he really wanted to get under Moxxie's skin, there were plenty of other kinks—much more crude, much more disgusting kinks—that he could have brought up. So Ozzie was wondering if his boyfriend had those ones on his mind lately.

By this point in their relationship, Fizz should know that literally nothing was ever off the table for Asmodeous—as long as things were consensual for both parties. Consent was the most important part, in his opinion. Sure, he did prefer some kinks over others, but again, he was the sin of lust. He couldn't get enough of anything, and Fizz knew that. As of late, though, he felt as though his little fizzie frog was hiding a specific kink from him.

Butt stuff and bondage—sure, yeah they indulged in those all the time. And Fizz greatly enjoyed both. Anal was a given, but bondage, well, Fizzarolli took an incredible liking to it. He loved every aspect of it.

The feeling of being restricted, completely under Asmodeous's control, the way he couldn't move or touch himself—hell, he even liked the process of getting tied up. Watching the way the knots were carefully tied around him, how maybe if he gave too much lip, Ozzie would maybe tie one knot tighter, just to annoy him—but still, those were very basic sexual things to do in the bedroom. As for piss play, though. Well, after some recent incidents, he was starting to suspect that Fizz was wanting to try it out.

He had all of the evidence that pointed towards a huge, uncontrollable piss kink. More often than not, Fizz would choose to hold in his urine instead of going to use the restroom. At first, Asmodeous thought that he was just shy about it. But, his boyfriend wasn't shy about anything. And it was clear that he wasn't just too busy, or not noticing, because Ozzie could tell when his lover was turned on, and he could tell that Fizz loved being pushed to the absolute edge, running to the restroom at the last second to narrowly avoid an accident.

Asmodeous had to admit that it got him going. To see his lover so desperate, squirming and whimpering and pathetic. Well, let's just say that he wouldn't mind a long-winded sexual role play with piss as the main fetish for the night. It would be glorious. And while he understood why Fizz wasn't as out there with this kink—they were in hell. And Asmodeous was the sin of lust. There was no reason not to bring it up. Hell, this would be a very tame kink compared to some of the other shit they'd done together.

So yeah. All signs pointed to a secret piss kink. And Fizz was definitely too ashamed of it to admit it. He wondered if maybe he should bring it up for him. He didn't want it to feel like he was interrogating him, or putting him on the spot. And Fizz...well, he always did prefer action over talking. Every time Asmodeous worried that he was crossing a boundary, or being too harsh during a role play, he would get impatient, groan, and say "i'm fine, come on!"

It was funny to him, but it was also a serious matter. They sometimes would talk extensively before and after sex about it, and Asmodeous would promise not to let himself worry too much, slow down or stop to ask if Fizz was okay unless he said the safe word or his color changed(which, if they were doing an especially harsh scene or maybe were doing something that would be potentially overstimulating, he would still take a moment to ask for his color).

"Why are you staring at me?" Fizzarolli asked out of nowhere, his eyes still closed.

Asmodeous jumped, "hey!"

Fizzarolli began laughing, throwing his head back onto his pillow, "you fall for that every time! And it never gets old!"

"How is it my fault you're so good at pretending to be asleep?!" Ozzie grumbled half-heartedly, lying next to Fizz on the bed.

"It's not, but that doesn't change the fact that seeing a big bad deadly sin jump and squeal like a little girl over an imp pretending to be asleep~" Fizzarolli teased lightly, "now back to my original question—what were you staring at me for?"

"How did you know I was staring?" Ozzie asked, "I mean...I wasn't" he defended half-heartedly.

Fizz giggled, "my eyes weren't even closed all the way!" He began to sit up in the bed, "now I'll be right back, I need to use the restroom really quickly."

"Oh! That reminds me...we need to talk" Ozzie said, sitting up from his position.

Fizzarolli froze for half a second before regaining his composure and looking back, "How does me needing to pee remind you that we need to talk?"

Asmodeous quickly back tracked at how defensive Fizz had gotten. Yep. Secret piss kink, "no, no no you leaving me is what reminded me. You haven't given me any cudddles!"

"I don't see how that correlates, but you know how I feel about that..." he trailed off, "I dunno. It can't be comfortable for you. I'm half metal, hello?"

"And you know how I feel about it. We've had this conversation before, but your head is just so full of that silly little doubt! I love having you close to me, metal arms and legs or not. You're so comfy, baby! I love you~" he drawled out.

Fizz giggled, his cheeks taking on a soft blush, "okay, okay! I love you too, Ozzie—thank you."

"Not a problem. I'd tell you every single night if it helped you get comfortable with the idea of snuggling" Ozzie told him sweetly.

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Asmodeous was really hoping that Fizz actually had a piss kink. Because if he didn't, then he was going to feel really evil. He had been feeding his boyfriend drink after drink all day, preaching how Fizz should 'stay hydrated' and 'take care of himself' and he maybe kind of sort of overdid it just a tad bit because Fizz was running off to pee a lot more than usual. To be fair, though, Fizz was more than eager to chug down the water, so maybe he was enjoying it after all. His contact in his phone hadn't been changed to freaky froggie for nothing.

The day went pretty smoothly, though they almost had a little...incident...on the way to lunch, which really got him to realize that maybe he had given Fizz way too much to drink that day. Especially considering how small the imp was.

"Ozzie" Fizz whimpered a little, tugging on the larger man's clothing. He looked incredibly small, and extremely anxious, curled up where he sat in the taxi. Asmodeous thought it was cute, but he also had to admit that he was concerned. His lover's legs were twisted together in a way that Asmodeous thought would have broken them if they weren't made of metal.

Fizzarolli was gripping onto his shirt, bouncing up and down as Asmodeous replied, "Yes, froggie?" He asked, keeping his voice low. It was risky to use nicknames in the back of their driver's car, but the driver wouldn't say anything to anyone if he noticed. And if he did, well, it wouldn't end well for him.

The problem was obvious from a mile away, and Fizzarolli's face was flushed in a way that told Ozzie that he was aroused. The humiliation kink was probably raging within him, thinking of wetting himself in their expensive cab and ruining the seats. Thinking of having to ditch their lunch plans to go home and clean up, the driver and everyone in their mansion looking at him with wide eyes as he walked through the halls with soaked pants.

"I have to pee. Really, really badly" he whispered, his voice low and so, so ashamed. Ozzie nodded and closed the partition between them and the driver.

"How long can you wait?" He asked, knowing Fizz had been to the restroom just an hour before. But when you were as small as Fizz and being force-fed drinks, it was honestly a shock he hadn't gotten desperate sooner.

By now, Fizz had his hands buried in his groin, his thighs shaking violently around them, "Mm..not sure, I've had way too much to drink today" he admitted sheepishly.

Ozzie nodded, "okay. That's alright baby. There...isn't anywhere to stop right now, but we're super close to that diner, so just hold tight, okay?"

Fizz nodded, his legs staying pressed together for the rest of the ride.

And Ozzie hadn't lied about the short duration of the trip, because within five minutes, they'd made it to the restaurant. "Thank God" Fizz moaned, standing up on shaking legs to exit the car, only to immediately be bombarded by a paparazzi, "Oh, good god we can't go anywhere" he groaned to himself, trying not to squirm or hold himself under the eyes of all the people, not to mention the cameras. He put on his fake smile, and jolted with shock as he felt himself being lifted up to sit on Ozzie's shoulder. That was better than walking. He crossed his legs and put his arms behind his back, propping himself up. He smiled and waved as Ozzie walked through the crowd.

When they finally arrived to the entrance, they went in and got a table. Asmodeous was confused when Fizz didn't immediately bolt towards the bathroom, instead choosing to get seated and order drinks first.

"Froggie, the bathroom is right over there" Ozzie whispered as the server walked away from the table to grab their drinks.

"I know, I know, thanks—I just didn't want to seem, like...desperate, you know?" He rambled, finding the words to excuse his naughty thoughts, because fuck, it felt so good to be desperate in public.

"Well it's been long enough now, baby. You had a lot to drink today and it's not healthy to hold it in for so long" Ozzie frowned, "you should go." While he was genuinely worried, he couldn't help the hornier side of him that kind of hoped Fizz would decline the offer and stay there, continuing to squirm. He shifted so beautifully in his seat.

But Fizz nodded, getting up from his chair, "okay, i'll, uhm. Be right back, then."

The entire time that he was gone, all Ozzie could imagine was the sound of the rushing torrent of piss Fizz must have been letting out. Lunch carried on as normal when he returned, despite the fact that he guzzled down his drink as soon as he sat down, causing Ozzie to shake his head and laugh, 'You never learn your lesson' he had told him.

Hours later, once they got home for the day, Asmodeous had one more drink for Fizz, and this time, it was a special one. He had manufactured it himself, and it was recently perfected by his company. It hadn't been on the market for long, but it was already selling out.

"Baby~ I have a potion that I have just been dying for you to try out" Ozzie drawled, pulling Fizz into his lap and kissing him sweetly. Fizzarolli's response was immediate. He perked up and began to kiss back, throwing his arms around his neck.

"Mmm...something tells me we're getting freaky tonight" Fizzarolli said, his voice radiating with excitement.

"Sounds like you're up for it, then?" Asmodeous questioned, to which his boyfriend rapidly nodded his head.

Asmodeous laughed, "Alrighty then. This potion is going to be a little...surprise, okay? Don't worry. It's been tested and approved, and has countless positive reviews from the horny freaks of hell. What do you say?" He questioned.

"Oooh, a surprise? Well count me in!" Fizz chirped, already eager, "where's this potion of yours?"

Asmodeous laughed again, he just couldn't help it. His Fizzie Frog was the greatest joy in his life. He got up from where he was seated with a smile on his face, "slow down! Don't you want to keep up the mystery for a while?" He picked up Fizz, placing him on his shoulders to take him with him. The imp was now on his stomach, kicking his feet, and watching intently as Asmodeous opened up their closet of toys, taking out a little potion, which would force all the liquids he had consumed that day into his bladder, and give him a dire, intense urge to pee.

Fizz snatched the potion from his lover's open palm and chugged it down in one gulp. Ozzie's face whitened at that, eyes wide in panic for half a second, before he decided not to freak out his boyfriend. Like his other potions, there were many dosages in one bottle. His boyfriend just took...all the doses in the bottle, but it wasn't going to hurt him or anything. He was just going to be hit with a hard urge very quickly, and probably end up being desperate and getting up to pee frequently every ten minutes. Instead of telling him, Asmodeous just laughed, because oh boy, tonight was going to be interesting, "okay, okay someone's ready for this! Well, while we're over here, I may as well grab a few...items."

"Yes!" Fizz exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air.

"Okay, okay. I'm going to give you a couple of choices. First up: would you rather have a vibrator or a dildo? I'm going to prep you before putting it in, but i'm really counting on it to get you nice and loose for me."

"Pfft, what kind of baby do you take me as? How about a vibrating dildo?" He questioned, bouncing up and down, "I'm horny as fuck right now! Besides, either way, if I get overstimulated, you can turn the vibrating off. If I decide I can handle it, you can turn it on."

Asmodeous snorted, "whatever you say, baby" and grabbed a good sized toy. He may have been the dom, but Fizz was the boss in his book, "now would you rather be tied to a chair or the bed?" He asked, taking the ropes out. He swore he saw stars in his boyfriend's eyes.

"You're gonna tie me up?!" He gasped, a wide smile spread across his face, "yes, yes yes! Okay, uhm. Well where I want to be kind of depends. I mean, do you want me like, spread open for you, or what?"

"I'm not going to be touching you much, I don't think" Fizz opened his mouth, utterly confused, but Asmodeous continued, "trust me. As soon as the potion kicks in, you'll see why. Oh, and i've been having some fantasies so i'd like to put you in the skimpiest lingerie we have, okay?"

Fizzarolli was certainly excited about that, "Alright, i'm still confused, but I trust you, Ozzie. Let's get this show on the road, i'm like so nervcited!"

"Nervcited?" Ozzie deadpanned, unimpressed, "you sounded like a 16 year old girl."

"Well it's true!" He whined jokingly, "nervous and excited! I've got little butterflies! Oh, shoot wait, I never answered your question. I think i'd rather be tied to the bed. I mean, chairs are nice and all because i'm so small and the bed is so big. I mean, I love being tied to the chair and all but something tells me i'm gonna be fucked very soon."

Ozzie nodded along, smiling as Fizz rambled, "okay. I agree with that statement. Well then, let's get sexy" he said, tapping into that deep, buttery voice that made his Fizzie-frog go wild.

He brought Fizzarolli into their room, along with the ropes and dildo, getting everything set up as his boyfriend changed into a skimpy outfit.

When Fizz returned, Asmodeous felt a feral urge to pin him to the bed and just slam right into him. But he contained himself, "oh, baby...all this, for me?"

Fizzarolli spun around, "oh, you like what you see?"

"Damn right I do..." He watched intently as Fizz gave a slutty little runway walk over to him. He was in a black strapped vest, which barely covered his chest at all. His back was completely exposed, and he had two of the straps around his thighs, and the little cloth only covered his crotch. He had on lacy thigh high socks that matched the cover up around his groin. Ozzie kissed him deeply before before placing him in the middle of the bed, on his stomach. Asmodeous used his powers to make himself smaller, more compatible with Fizz's height. He was still much bigger, but it was more manageable, "alright" he squirted a generous amount of lube on his fingers, "i'm going to start with one finger, alright?"

"Yes...wait, pause how should I address you? Are we like roleplaying or anything?" Fizz asked.

  Asmodeous shook his head. It never seized to amaze him the lengths Fizz would go to not say the safe word. At this point, the word pause should be their safe word. "You can say my name, baby. I wouldn't mind being called sir though" he smirked, "And I might do a little role play talk, but this is our first time doing this particular kink, so we may wanna take it easy. Oh, and once the potion kicks in, you can back out if you want baby. You remember our safe word, right?"

Fizz nodded, "Yes, Ozzie! Okay, we can start for real now."

As Ozzie began to prep him, Fizz felt a growing pressure in his bladder. It got bad. It got bad quick. But Ozzie was fingering him so good right now, and he was so eager to get tied up and fucked already, so he ignored it, sinking himself deeper onto Ozzie's fingers, and relishing that feeling of pressure. Besides, the tightness in his abdomen felt so good coupled with the orgasm growing in his belly. He whimpered, wishing he could just tell Ozzie about his embarrassing little kink. He had sex with Ozzie while having to pee countless times(none of which Ozzie knew about), but not to the point where he was desperate.

He tuned back into Ozzie's voice, telling him the dildo got put into his hole easily and that he was starting to tie him up. His arms were already pinned against the head board, and his legs were being pushed apart to get tied.

He knew he needed to tell Ozzie, or he would have a humiliating situation on his hands. He was embarrassed about how the urge had gone from an 'I can hold it' to a 'I will piss myself if I'm not in front of a toilet within the next ten minutes' , "uh, Ozzie..." he gulped, suddenly nervous. Ozzie stopped and gave him a questioning look, so he continued, "um. I know this is a really bad time, but it just came on so suddenly. I have to pee. Like, now" he said, pulling his thighs together. Ozzie didn't stop tying his legs apart though, just humming in response. He placed a strong hand between Fizz's thighs, spreading them open.

"I know" he said simply, tying knots around Fizz's ankles with care, making sure they weren't too tight around him. Then, he brought the rope to the edge of the bed and tied his boyfriend down completely.

Fizz opened and closed his mouth in shock a few times, a deep blush spreading across his cheeks as he sputtered, watching as Ozzie calmly continued to tie him down, "Oh! Uhm. Alright. Well, are you going...going to let me go?" He asked nervously, the pit of dread in his stomach being replaced with intense arousal.

"After I just finished tying up these knots?" Asmodeous questioned teasingly, "I dunno. You look pretty cute, y'know, squirming around like that."

"Ozzie!" Fizzarolli whined.

He chuckled, "I wasn't intending to let you go, unless you're not into this? I've got to admit to you, the potion was to make you have to pee more intensely. I just thought we could try out some piss play tonight? Of course, if you don't want to, we could alwa—"

"No!" Fizz boomed, "no no no, let's do it!" He cleared his throat at Asmodeous's knowing, teasing look, "I mean—I mean i'm cool with it if you are! Haha!"

"You already know i'm cool with anything" Asmodeous said, laughing at how excited Fizz had gotten.

"Oh—oh, you slick fuck! That's why you were suddenly so into hydration today!" Fizzarolli exclaimed.

"Well, one of us has to be. For someone whose so good at preforming, I would expect you to be better at hiding your raging piss kink" Ozzie teased, watching as his boyfriend stuttered and blushed, unable to hide his face since he was all tied up, "and good satan, i'm so glad you chose the bed...you look so beautiful, all spread out, and just for me. I might just have to touch you~"

Well I don't have any complaints" Fizz said weakly, still blushing deeply from being all figured out. He wasn't really sure how Ozzie wanted this to end. Was he meant to wet himself in the bed? Or was he supposed to tell him when he was at his limit, so that they could take it to the showers, or so he could use the toilet? Oh, now that he was thinking about it, he definitely wanted to live out his latest fantasy of getting fucked with a full bladder while in the shower, the spray of the head beating against his back as a constant reminder that he had to pee.

"You never really do" Ozzie smirked, slowly running a large, warm hand up his boyfriend's thigh, until he got up to his groin. He noticed how hard Fizz had gotten, as well as the bulge in his bladder, "so full already...but something tells me you like that."

"Yes, Ozzie, fuck! I love it" he whimpered, sensitive to his lover's touch, incredibly tense, afraid that he may teasingly graze over his bladder or push down on it. His need was growing exponentially, and only got worse as the seconds ticked by. He had never felt a need this urgent before. Whatever was in that potion, he loved it. He feared he would become addicted to it. The pain, the pleasure it was such a sweet suffering that he was forcing himself to endure.

His mind was racing. He had thousands of thoughts but he couldn't dwell on any of them for too long because this was actually happening. His dirty little fantasy that he had kept hidden for months. He was frozen under Asmodeous as he realized this was actually happening and that he wasn't dreaming. Oh, he had been ready for this.

"I want to make you fall apart beneath me. I want you to unravel, to beg and plead for me to untie you, to give you the permission to go. But I won't. Doesn't matter how sweetly you beg. I won't cave, froggie" he smirked.

"Ozzie...I gotta go so bad" he told him, "why..why did it get so bad so quick?" He asked, tears prickling in his eyes. The pain was building and building up in his bladder, every breath he took strained it uncomfortably. In a twisted way, the painful pressure felt so good.

"Well..." he began. He figured he could be honest, since his boyfriend was clearly excited. He wouldn't be upset,  "okay. I didn't want to freak you out earlier, but you weren't exactly supposed to take the entire potion. You were supposed to have a small dose of it" he cringed as he admitted that tidbit of information, "so you're going to be having to pee all night, baby. Sorry, I should have specified that before letting you have the bottle."

Fizzarolli's breaths were shallow as he shifted his hips. He wanted nothing more than to be able to bring his legs together, but the ropes around his ankles pulled them apart, "F-f-fuck, Ozzie, this shit is strong" he pulled against the ropes, but it was no use, "Ozzie...I gotta go" he squirmed, "I—I'm sorry, I—if you don't untie me, i'm gonna have an accident" he explained, completely panicked.

"What did I tell you? Begging is useless" Ozzie cooed.

Fizzarolli shook his head rapidly, "B-but I don't want to make a mess! The bed, it—"

"Has a mattress protector on it" Ozzie finished for him, "don't get so worked up, babe. This is supposed to be a safe space. Besides, you know that if I get 'mad' it's all just roleplay, alright? The point of this is for you to wet yourself. It's what I want. Unless, of course, you don't want this?"

Fizz shook his head rapidly, "No! No, I want this so much, this is just like—new and everything. And before you ask, I am so hard and so green right now, so go ahead and get harsh with it."

Asmodeous nodded, and it was suddenly like a switch flipped, and it sent a shiver down Fizz'a spine. How quickly his Ozzie could slip into that dominant persona, leaving him breathless and weak at the knees, "Something tells me that you're just playing it up baby. Just lying to me to put on a show?" He grabbed at Fizz's groin, forcing a gasp to escape from his lips, "Hm. Just as I thought. You're bone dry. You haven't leaked at all, have you? Do you really have to go as bad as you're letting on? Or are you just trying to be a good boy for me?"

"I do! I really to have to go so badly! I'm trying so hard, I want to be good!" Fizzarolli blurted out, "I want to be good" he repeated, "—so, so good for you! Please, please please, will you let me go?"

"No" Ozzie stated firmly, "you're such a pretty beggar, but you know it's hard for me to believe that you're wanting to be good. You're the brattiest bottom alive. I won't be able to believe unless I test the waters" he smirked, trailing a light finger up Fizzarolli's thigh, and right up onto his protruding bladder. Fizz threw his head back and moaned, stretching his torso out in an attempt to bat Asmodeous's hand away, "don't fight it, baby" he drawled out, slowly applying more and more pressure as he swirled his finger along His Fizzie frog's exposed bladder.

He began to thrash, pulling against his restraints, "Ozzie! Ozzie!" He cried out, his voice making it sound like he was on the brink of tears, "Sir, I can't. It's going to come out—i'm gonna fucking wet myself!"

"You will do no such thing—was that any way to address me? Watch your fucking tone, slut" he seethed, climbing over top of Fizz's body, causing him to push himself deeper into the mattress and stare up with wide eyes. Ozzie put one leg on either side of fizz, before lowering himself slowly onto his bladder, slowly putting more and more pressure on him. Fizzarolli cried out in pain, precum leaking out of his cock along with a few beads of piss. Ozzie felt the warmth of the wetness against his ass, and as a punishment, added his full weight onto Fizz's bladder, "Keep yourself in control!" He barked out, voice going loud and deep.

"I'm sorry" Fizz stuttered, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it was an accident" he whimpered, breathless as Ozzie practically straddled him, sinking deeper and deeper onto his bladder. Ozzie didn't say anything, just shaking his head and reaching for a small remote that was beside them on the night stand, "Oz? Oz, what are you doing" He asked nervously. He was all too familiar with that remote.

"Oh, this?" Ozzie asked innocently, a hint of mischief in his voice as he pressed a button. The dildo in Fizz's ass began to vibrate, causing Fizz to gasp.

"Ozzie! Ozzie, I can't, I actually can't handle that, i'm going to wet myself!"

"Every time you leak i'm going to turn it up a notch, so you'd better not" Ozzie growled.

"Sir! Sir, I can't, I swear, it's all too much, i'm sorry! I can't do this anymore!" And he wasn't lying. He wasn't playing it up. It was torture. He'd never pushed himself this far, even when he was alone. A part of him wanted to give up and wet himself. Make a huge mess all over the bed. But another part of him, a much bigger part, wanted to force himself to hold on. Continue playing Ozzie's game until he was good enough to get permission. It was torture, sure, but he had never felt so aroused, and so full. It was truly wonderful.

It was hard to hold on. Extremely hard, since he couldn't hold himself or cross his legs. The cloth around his groin was getting soaked with piss as a leak spurted out without his permission. Asmodeous watched it glisten with peaked interest, before lifting himself off of Fizzarolli, who shouted in protest. The sudden shift from pressure to no pressure made him lose control for a second, a steady stream saturating the tiny cloth. He tensed every muscle in his body to force it to stop, unaware of the tears that were streaming down his face until Ozzie's thumb was brushing them away.

"Color?" Asmodeous asked gently.

"I'm green. Don't—D-Don't worry" he stuttered, "I just really need to go" his voice broke, and he began to sob.

"Would you rather me be sweeter with you instead of the big bad dom? I mean, I didn't go into this with a huge plan. I did this for you. So I don't mind what happens next" Asmodeous told him, his voice soft, "would you prefer the vibrator off?"

Fizz nodded rapidly, "I...I guess I would prefer you to be a gentler dom for now" he blushed, "I think it would be hot if you pulled a complete 360 after this and pounded me into the mattress while calling me a pathetic slut though" he laughed weakly with the sin hovering above him, "can you hold my dick? Like give it a squeeze or something since I can't hold myself? And I'm fine with the vibrator. If i wasn't hard right now i'd be sitting in a huge puddle."

"We'll plan things better next time" Asmodeous chuckled, "and of course i'll hold your dick, baby" he said. He did exactly as he was told, listening as Fizzarolli moaned when he did so.

"J—just keep it there, please I need..I need to recuperate for a second" he sighed deeply, trying to keep himself in control. He was completely hard now, giddy as he realized what Ozzie had said—next time. So he was enjoying this too.

Ozzie felt wetness bloom all over his hand. It was clear to him that as soon as he let go, Fizz would dissolve into a mess of a puddle.

"I can't do it" Fizz said, "I can't, it's coming out I can't stop it, i'm sorry" he panicked, "it's going to come out."

"Then let go, baby. You've done so, so well for me and i'm very proud" he took his hand away and watched, "let go."

Fizz tried, he tried so hard to relax, but he was just so worked up and so hard, he just couldn't. He had never pushed himself this much before, and it was also kind of scary, to have to go this bad and not be able to, even when he was trying. Relaxing, then pushing, but nothing working, "I can't" he said, frustrated and defeated, "It hurts, Ozzie, It hurts so bad" he cried, his voice high pitched as tears ran down his face.

A sob wracked through his body, "I'm too hard, it won't come out—can you help me?" It was overstimulating, all of it. The buzzing of the dildo, the pressure in his bladder that was hurting and aching so hard—it was indescribable. He was honestly on the edge of coming, but he wanted to hold back for Ozzie, and get his permission. He was sure the moment his dick softened after coming, he would release a flood into the mattress.

Ozzie's heart strings pulled and he didn't have the heart to keep up any type of roleplay, even though he knew that his twisted little imp enjoyed the pain that came with the intense pressure. He knew it was overstimulating though, and he knew Fizz had way too much to drink that day, and way too much of the potion. So, he agreed sweetly, and began to untie Fizz, "Okay baby" he told him, "Get on your stomach, and just relax, alright? Get into a comfy position. I'm gonna take out the dildo, and i'm going to fuck you, nice and gentle until you come, okay? Then, I want you to let go."

Fizz nodded into the mattress, moaning as Asmodeous brought his hand to his ass, slowly taking the dildo out of his hole. As soon as that pressure was gone, the focus on his bladder became so intense that he screamed into the mattress. His hole was loose enough for Ozzie, so he lubed up and pressed his head to the entrance of Fizz's hole. Fizz could feel precum leaking into his ass. He was excited that his lover was enjoying this just as much as he was.

Slowly, Ozzie pressed his head deeper inside until he could feel Fizz slowly begin to writhe against the mattress, rutting his cock against it and sliding his ass up and down Ozzie's cock. The sin laughed, "so impatient" he teased. Fizz didn't say anything back, just moaning into the mattress. When Fizz lifted his head up, Ozzie could see the tear stains on the mattress. Fizz breathed deeply, "I just wanna pee, Ozzie, I gotta go so fucking bad!"

"Okay, baby, of course, i'm sorry, i'll go faster" Ozzie apologized, beginning to practically pound him into the mattress, "come on, you can come, baby, whenever you're ready. You've done so good for me. You can let go."

It didn't take much more convincing for Fizz to practically scream, reaching the peak of his orgasm rather quickly, coming into his crotch cover. Mere seconds later, an uncontrollable stream of piss began to gush out of him, soaking the bed thoroughly before he even registered the relief. His shoulders sunk into the bed and he relaxed completely as Asmodeous continued pounding him into the mattress. His lover finished with a moan and collapsed, flipping Fizz over so that he was on top of him, holding him close as he continued to release, completely relaxed against his chest.

Ozzie hoped Fizz would be up for round two in the shower, because he was getting hard as fuck already and he literally just came. The sin of lust could never get enough.

Fizzarolli had never felt anything as wonderful as the release he was experiencing. He didn't try to hold back at all. He was completely and utterly desperate for relief, and Ozzie was going to know it. His spray was harsh and heavy against Asmodeous's chest. He continued to whimper, his thighs shaking intensely, "Mm...still..still gotta go so bad" he panted. It felt like he had barely even started going, but there was piss pooling around Ozzie's stomach, spilling down his sides and soaking onto the mattress protector. His breathing was ragged and heavy, and his entire body was quivering.

Eventually, his stream got to the point where he was pushing, just wanting to get rid of all the liquids inside of him as fast as possible. As his stream finally began to tamper off, he let out a sigh of relief. He finished, his bladder feeling uncomfortably sore, but empty as well. He stayed on top of Ozzie's chest, the inly movement between them being Ozzie gently petting his horns, and Fizz breathing so heavily that his entire body shook.

Ozzie gave Fizz a few minutes to breathe, holding him as he shook. He was still crying by the time he say up, looking up into Ozzie's eyes, "Hey" he whispered, breathless.

"Hey" Ozzie chuckled, "you doing okay? That wasn't too much?"

"Definitely...definitely way too much. But in a good way, if that makes sense?" He questioned, "I don't think i'm gonna recover. I feel so weak right now. It was exhausting. But I so want to do that shit again."

"Of course. We may have to put that one on the rotation. Just watching you squirm was enough to get me on edge, but damn, froggie, you losing control on my chest was the sexiest thing i've seen in a while. Watching you shake and cry because you just couldn't hold it anymore..." Ozzie sighed, "baby, you never cease to amaze me. We can talk more about this later, but for now, let's hop in the shower, hm? You look like you need it."

"I look like I need it? You're the one covered in piss!" Fizz exclaimed.

"I meant for relaxation, baby. You know i'm a big believer in aftercare, and a bath would be perfect right now" Ozzie laughed, "we need to rinse off first, though."

Fizz nodded, making grabby hands, "carry me!" He whined, throwing his head back and kicking his legs childishly.

"Of course! I don't think you could walk right now if you tried, anyway" Asmodeous teased lightly, picking up his soaked little froggie and lifting him onto his shoulder.

"I couldn't, you know me so well" He chuckled.

"Inside and out" Asmodeous smirked, getting a light, playful slap from his boyfriend.

A/n: Um!!! Yeah so I hope you guys liked this, and if you didn't like it, don't be hateful or i'll kill you.

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