[Fizz gave Blitzø a playful shove at his 'sexier' remark. But he fell silent again, listening to his ramble on. M-maybe he's right...Maybe this was a horrible idea. But Greed was were the money was, right? And Mammon was the king of all kings of clowns. A little flicker of hope was snuffed out in his chest as his robotic arms coiled around himself, tail curling about his ankles. Lust? Who would want to see a broken and scarred imp like him? He didn't mind a little lime light but all those eyes looking at him with sinful hunger? It made his skin itch.]
I-I don't know Blitz... Preforming is one thing but... People lookin' at me like that? That is if they would even want to. I'm sure there's a few creeps who would be into the whole amputee kink.
Fuuuuck the amputee kink assholes, I'm not talking about them!
[Blitzø nuzzled his cheek against Fizz's, his tail coiling around the other's.]
Listen, I've been swinging a bat at everyone batting their eyes at you the whole fuckin' time, Fizz. You got talent, you got a sexy new smoky voice, you got a killer bod, and you know how to work it.
You're a fuckin' amazing performer. You make people laugh, and that loosens 'em up to feel all kinds of good. You got this.
And if it doesn't work out, hey, I'll apply with you for the Greed gig! I'll make sure no motherfucker even breathes the wrong way at you.
[And just like that, Blitzø was able to smooth everything out. To put his feet back on solid ground. If only he had a fraction of the confidence Blitzø had. A husky chuckle hummed in his chest as he nuzzled back into his friend.]
Okay, okay, you convinced me. Lets give this Lust thing a try. You're right, if things don't work out I can try out the Greed gig. BuUut~ [Fizz dipped out of the other imp's arm, putting some space between them to cast a flirty grin over his shoulder.] Try not to get fired and bludgeon every patron who looks my way. You know there is only one guy I want that from.
[A visual shiver ran up his spine feeling the teasing brush of Blitzø's tail tickled the soft spot along his lower back. The jester failed to conceal a soft moan as his metal knees shook under him.]
Oh yeah. [Fizzarolli gasped out.] He certainly knows how to run that big fat mouth of his.
[Equal parts playful and seductive, Blitzø wrapped his arms around Fizz and swung him around in a few twirls, only to flop back-first onto their shared bed with Fizz trapped in a hug on top of him.]
[Damn, caught. Not that the little jester put up a fight to resist being swung up into a twirling embrace. The small shared space rung with joyful laughter as the pair spun around before coming to its abrupt end, flopping back onto their bed. For a moment Fizz lay still on top of Blitzø enjoying the warmth it gave. A chuckle hummed in his throat as he raised his head slightly to look down at his long time friend.]
Seriously Blitz... I don't know why you waste your time on me. [He expression softening.] But thank you... for... sticking around.
[Fizz leans into the gentle kiss, making one of his mechanized legs cock up. It was just a breif connection but it got a soft moan from the little imp before Blitzø broke it off. Looking back down at him with warmth in his eyes, Fizz ran a metalic hand over Blitzø’s cheek.]
You always sell yourself short, Blitz. Sure, you made a trash ass clown but you're good at other things I'm not. That's what I like about you.
[He laughs a little at himself, amused at the joke, at least. He puts another little kiss on Fizz's lip.]
I'm not gonna fuckin' ditch you. I'm ride or die, you couldn't get rid of me if you wanted.
[He's seen Fizz at his worst, deep in pain and fighting to survive - and that was his fault. The very least he could do was take care of his best friend. And even if it wasn't his fault, he couldn't think of being anywhere else.]
[One his extendable arms zipped away across the room to pick up a bottle before it came snapping back.]
... this lube? [There was a twinkle in his eyes. Oh, there was no hiding how Blitzø felt right now with his... seating arrangements. But he was sure as Hell going to tease him a bit.] Well my machine part have been feelin' a bit stiff. Maybe you can lend a hand to help loosen me up.
Oh you know I'll grease all your balls and joints, Fizz.
[Purr, purr, purr. It was definitely cool as shit how the extendo-arms worked - sure, they plummeted the two of them into medical debt, but Blitzø was confident as fuck that this would work out. Look how amazing Fizz already was with them!]
You pretty-boy. I'll help you get niiiiice and limp and limber.
[Fizz laughed, playfully pushing Blitzø’s face away at his 'pretty-boy' comment. He was fairly sure that he only found him cute with all those scars and broken horns. Sitting up, Fizz handed the bottle down for Blitzø to take from him.]
All I hear is you running that mouth of yours. Come on, put some elbow grease into it. I'm waiting~
[He'll focus on getting their pants off, thank you very much.]
Here I thought you liked my dirty, dirty mouth.
[Blitzø sat up just enough to take the lube, using his other hand to pull Fizz up more securely in his lap - oh so conveniently grinding them together. Fuuuuck, that felt good.
It was both funnier and easier for the bit if Blitzø squeezed this lube bottle and spilled WAY too much - no real harm done, he stole like seven tubes of lube from his job with Verosika anyway.]
Looks like you're craving the hands tonight, though, huh, Fizzy...
[Okay, he was laying. Blitzø wasn't wasting anytime getting things started. Before Fizz knew it he was sitting panties on top of the other imp's lap being pulled closer. When flesh met flesh, an involuntary shutter rattle him letting out a gasp of air. As fancy as his new mechanical limbs were, he could not feel through them. Thankfully he didn't lose feeling where it was most important.]
Yeah yeah, I didn't forget about it. Now come here.
[Leaning forward, Fizz took Blitzø's lips in a passionate kiss, his long tongue wasting no time entangling with his. Slowly he ground his hips into the heat that pressed against his belly, he moaned into their kiss. Sure, Fizz might of had the bigger horns but his friend excelled in other areas of imp anatomy. Enjoying the friction between them he broke the kiss to leave a hot trail along his jaw line pressing harder into Blitzø until he felt something wet and cold splatter against his lower back and thighs.]
Heh, that was quick. I thought you had more stamina than that.
[Blitzø moaned and chuckled, his voice a little deeper and huskier from arousal. He cupped and gripped Fizz's buttcheek, slathering it completely in lube.]
Damn, with such a sexy guy grinding on me, can you blame me? But don't worry... there's plenty where that came from and we're going until you get sick of me.
[For now, he'll just rub along the base of Fizz's tail and between his cheeks, tantalizingly close but not fully touching the sweet spot - it was always more fun to get that lube warmed up first, after all.]
[A jolt of electracy tap-danced along his spine at the playful tail teases causing it to shot out and stiffen at the touch. Fizz bit down an other rouge moan and it dead in his throat. Oh fuck. After all these years, he knew precisely where all his sensitive spots were. It was agonizing feeling the brush of his claws brushing against his skin but they did not alleviate the itch deep inside him.]
Fuck, Blitz. [Fizz groans out.] Working for that sucubitch really rubbed off on you. You sure nothing happened between you two?
You said don't fuck her, so I didn't. Diiiid have to do my job and keep an eye out though, maybe picked up a thing or two~
[If Fizz had given him any kind of green light he would've jumped on that - but those sad and worried eyes were an instant arrow in his heart, there was no way he'd risk hurting Fizz again.]
Gave me looootsa ideas... kept daydreamin' about all these new places I wanna touch on you. Gave me more ideas of what a little bit of a tooth scrape or a little hickey might do to set you off. Maybe even a bite, if you're feelin' extra frisky.
[As he talked, he let his other hand roam up Fizz's back, trailing a claw along his spine as the finger of his other hand gently but firmly pressed tauntingly, teasingly at the imp's entrance. Sloooow and steady, they could get rowdy later, Fizz looked a little worried and fragile tonight.]
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[Fizz gave Blitzø a playful shove at his 'sexier' remark. But he fell silent again, listening to his ramble on. M-maybe he's right...Maybe this was a horrible idea. But Greed was were the money was, right? And Mammon was the king of all kings of clowns. A little flicker of hope was snuffed out in his chest as his robotic arms coiled around himself, tail curling about his ankles. Lust? Who would want to see a broken and scarred imp like him? He didn't mind a little lime light but all those eyes looking at him with sinful hunger? It made his skin itch.]
I-I don't know Blitz... Preforming is one thing but... People lookin' at me like that? That is if they would even want to. I'm sure there's a few creeps who would be into the whole amputee kink.
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[Blitzø nuzzled his cheek against Fizz's, his tail coiling around the other's.]
Listen, I've been swinging a bat at everyone batting their eyes at you the whole fuckin' time, Fizz. You got talent, you got a sexy new smoky voice, you got a killer bod, and you know how to work it.
You're a fuckin' amazing performer. You make people laugh, and that loosens 'em up to feel all kinds of good. You got this.
And if it doesn't work out, hey, I'll apply with you for the Greed gig! I'll make sure no motherfucker even breathes the wrong way at you.
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Okay, okay, you convinced me. Lets give this Lust thing a try. You're right, if things don't work out I can try out the Greed gig. BuUut~ [Fizz dipped out of the other imp's arm, putting some space between them to cast a flirty grin over his shoulder.] Try not to get fired and bludgeon every patron who looks my way. You know there is only one guy I want that from.
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[Shooting back a grin, Blitzø trailed after him.]
Who is he? He cute? Can I fuck him too?
[Of course he knows that Fizz means him, but if he can get a laugh, it's worth playing dumb.]
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Oh~ I think you might know him. He makes really shitty jokes. A bit of a dick head, but he's alright.
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Love a guy that can make me laugh. Does his shitty humor tickle ya, Fizz? Or maybe he's just got a mouth talented in other ways~
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Oh yeah. [Fizzarolli gasped out.] He certainly knows how to run that big fat mouth of his.
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[Equal parts playful and seductive, Blitzø wrapped his arms around Fizz and swung him around in a few twirls, only to flop back-first onto their shared bed with Fizz trapped in a hug on top of him.]
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Seriously Blitz... I don't know why you waste your time on me. [He expression softening.] But thank you... for... sticking around.
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[He was the one that fucked everything up. He was the one who...
...
Blitzø squeezed Fizz in a hug before pulling him into a kiss. Shh. None of that.]
You're so fucking cool. Always were, always will be. You're the best.
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You always sell yourself short, Blitz. Sure, you made a trash ass clown but you're good at other things I'm not. That's what I like about you.
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[He laughs a little at himself, amused at the joke, at least. He puts another little kiss on Fizz's lip.]
I'm not gonna fuckin' ditch you. I'm ride or die, you couldn't get rid of me if you wanted.
[He's seen Fizz at his worst, deep in pain and fighting to survive - and that was his fault. The very least he could do was take care of his best friend. And even if it wasn't his fault, he couldn't think of being anywhere else.]
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[Fizz flicked his long tongue at Blitzø, smirking. Reposition himself untop of him, Blitz felt cold steel pushing up on either side of his thighs.]
Oh yeah? Guess you're also stuck with me too. What are you gonna do about that?
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Weeeeell, I guess we could lube up so we're more slippery than sticky, whatcha think?
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[One his extendable arms zipped away across the room to pick up a bottle before it came snapping back.]
... this lube? [There was a twinkle in his eyes. Oh, there was no hiding how Blitzø felt right now with his... seating arrangements. But he was sure as Hell going to tease him a bit.] Well my machine part have been feelin' a bit stiff. Maybe you can lend a hand to help loosen me up.
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[Purr, purr, purr. It was definitely cool as shit how the extendo-arms worked - sure, they plummeted the two of them into medical debt, but Blitzø was confident as fuck that this would work out. Look how amazing Fizz already was with them!]
You pretty-boy. I'll help you get niiiiice and limp and limber.
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[Fizz laughed, playfully pushing Blitzø’s face away at his 'pretty-boy' comment. He was fairly sure that he only found him cute with all those scars and broken horns. Sitting up, Fizz handed the bottle down for Blitzø to take from him.]
All I hear is you running that mouth of yours. Come on, put some elbow grease into it. I'm waiting~
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Here I thought you liked my dirty, dirty mouth.
[Blitzø sat up just enough to take the lube, using his other hand to pull Fizz up more securely in his lap - oh so conveniently grinding them together. Fuuuuck, that felt good.
It was both funnier and easier for the bit if Blitzø squeezed this lube bottle and spilled WAY too much - no real harm done, he stole like seven tubes of lube from his job with Verosika anyway.]
Looks like you're craving the hands tonight, though, huh, Fizzy...
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Yeah yeah, I didn't forget about it. Now come here.
[Leaning forward, Fizz took Blitzø's lips in a passionate kiss, his long tongue wasting no time entangling with his. Slowly he ground his hips into the heat that pressed against his belly, he moaned into their kiss. Sure, Fizz might of had the bigger horns but his friend excelled in other areas of imp anatomy. Enjoying the friction between them he broke the kiss to leave a hot trail along his jaw line pressing harder into Blitzø until he felt something wet and cold splatter against his lower back and thighs.]
Heh, that was quick. I thought you had more stamina than that.
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Damn, with such a sexy guy grinding on me, can you blame me? But don't worry... there's plenty where that came from and we're going until you get sick of me.
[For now, he'll just rub along the base of Fizz's tail and between his cheeks, tantalizingly close but not fully touching the sweet spot - it was always more fun to get that lube warmed up first, after all.]
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Fuck, Blitz. [Fizz groans out.] Working for that sucubitch really rubbed off on you. You sure nothing happened between you two?
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[If Fizz had given him any kind of green light he would've jumped on that - but those sad and worried eyes were an instant arrow in his heart, there was no way he'd risk hurting Fizz
again.]Gave me looootsa ideas... kept daydreamin' about all these new places I wanna touch on you. Gave me more ideas of what a little bit of a tooth scrape or a little hickey might do to set you off. Maybe even a bite, if you're feelin' extra frisky.
[As he talked, he let his other hand roam up Fizz's back, trailing a claw along his spine as the finger of his other hand gently but firmly pressed tauntingly, teasingly at the imp's entrance. Sloooow and steady, they could get rowdy later, Fizz looked a little worried and fragile tonight.]