[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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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.]