Helluva Boss! ¬ Moxxie X Striker & Blitz X Striker

The Tension: P.1

Tick... Tick... Tick... A Clock ticked.

Striker over towered Moxxie, clutching his teeth as his grin got wider. Using his tail to wrap itself onto Moxxies neck, throwing him to the wall making him fall and collapse off of the drawer. He chuckled quietly as he made his way to Moxxie. Suddenly putting his hands on his neck as Moxxie tried resisting clawing at his face, "Haha, yer sure a cutie.." He'd hiss, putting one of his hands down Moxxies pants as he looked back down at Moxxies pants, starting to mess with him as he set his gaze back at him. "Ha-.. St-Stop.." Moxxie yelped as he felt his member being touched, heavily breathing and choking. 

Striker continued grinning raising a brow, "Tsk, tsk, tsk. Yer sure are sturdy." Moxxie squirmed trying to get him off of him but it was pointless so his expression turned up-tight, scared to Hopeless, tongue out expression. Striker thought of doing this just to make him weak and forget about the rifle that Moxxie pointed out a bit ago. But it seemed like Striker was enjoying it a bit too much snake like instincts sorta kicked in, he'd lean up and continued sitting on Moxxies lap to keep him down, unbuckling his belt as he pulled down his pants, showing off his large member. Moxxies face shocked, gasping for air when he finally let go.. Moxxie waiting for him to impact him although he got up off of him and went to the door to lock it, looking back at Moxxie with a seductive grin. Moxxie was confused as he put one hand on the drawer pulling himself back up "Ha..Ha...W-What was t-that for?!.." Moxxie shouted as Striker raised a brow "I thought ya liked it with yer expression." 

He hissed walking back Moxxie grabbing a hold on his waist placing him sit on the drawer, Moxxie still panting and sorta flushed. "N-No!!.. Well.. Uh- em.." He looked at Striker going to state something but looked away as Striker tilt his head, squinting slightly. "..Ya sure like gettin' on my nerves tho.." He adjusted himself as he quickly pulled Moxxies pants down, "Yer'll forever be bottom." He snickered as his eyes took a glimpse of Moxxies lower parts letting his eyes explore his body. Moxxie soon got out of the mood, shaking his head before kicking Striker in the stomach, quickly pulling up his pants, twisting the knob and pulling on it "W-Why won't you open?!" Forgetting the Striker locked it, "C'mon mate... I was really hopin' that ya wouldn't do that." Moxxie forced the door open as he quickly ran down the stairs buttoning his shirt back up, Striker thinking that he wouldn't be able to do that he reached out to Moxxie although he was too late "Hm. Aw well." He stretched, buckling his belt back to his pants tucking his member, grabbing his hat putting it on his head. 

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Clunk, Thump. 

The cluttering sounds of boots went down stairs, Striker looked around for Moxxie as he went outside finding him with his wife, "Tsk." He'd causally walk towards them... By going past them he looked behind him as he looked at Moxxie, their eyes met and so Striker winked, continues walking towards his horse. "Ya'll be right back gotta take care of somethin'" He looked over at Millies parents "Alrighty be sure to come back." Joe stood out as Striker got onto his horse. Moxxie continued staring at him with an annoyed expression, Striker smacked his tail on the horses flank it making it stand he waved his hat in the air as Strikers horse ran off with him on it.

Moxxie's POV:

I sigh with a blankness in my expression. I couldn't stop thinking about what happen between me and Striker.. Goddammit.. I walk to the van, taking a hold of Millies hand into the van as Blitz and Stolas joined, waving goodbye to Millies parents. I sorta wished they could've at least accept me just a .. tiny bit. My eyes pointed themselves to my lap.. Ugh I'm still.. I put a hand over my face, gulping. Due to what happen it's just so unthinkable, sighing. Get out of it, Moxxie. I shook my head a couple times getting out of my mind as a set my eyes on the window watching the trees and somewhat emptiness go pass.