Whole Lotta Love (Striker x Reader LEMON)

No Love

You pushed your body up against him and grinned, grabbing the bandana that tied around his neck, and pulled him closer to you. So close that your foreheads were touching. "I was an assassin too. Just like you, but I was alive on earth. I killed bad people, only because I wanted to, and I didn't wanna stop. It made me feel that sweet revenge of others that were done wrong never got to experience". You let him go, turned your body away from him and sat in your bed. Visibly shook, Striker decided to slowly walk behind you and sit beside you on your bed. You continued your rant. "I lived in a bad part of town. My parents were hooked on heroin and narcotics, so they were never right in the head. I never got to experience true love from my parents, or anyone to be exact. I eventually got tired of it, so while they were high, I stabbed my dad in the back of the neck, and my mom in the chest. That made me feel.. powerful. After that night, I started stalkin' and massacrin' genuinely evil people. The bad kind of evil people. I had my fun cut short when I eventually got traced by the police, and was shot point blank. That's when I woke up here in hell."
You had tears forming in your eyes that were illuminating in the moonlight coming from your window. You wrapped your arms around Striker's waist and dug your head into his shoulder, just wanting to feel the embrace of someone. Striker flinched, not being used to being touched, but he didn't resist. He folded his arms around your waist and pulled you in tighter. You felt him kiss the side of your head. "I'm glad ya got those feelings out doll. Seems like they were eatin' you alive". You nodded, your head still on his shoulder. Striker suddenly held you even tighter, laying down on your large bed with you in his arms. You raised up, on top of him, and looked him in the eyes. They were glowing vibrant yellow, illuminating your dark bedroom. You softly smiled and leaned in closer to his face. Your noses almost touched, until you heard a knock at your door. You both quickly sat up, and you wiped your eyes to prevent whoever was at the door knowing that you were crying. "Come in!" you shouted. Lin creaked the door open, and smiling when she noticed Striker in there with you. "I'm so happy that you two are gettin' along! Anyways, I just came in to say goodnight". She walked over and kissed your forehead, and hugged Striker. "Goodnight Lin"
"Goodnight ma'am"
"Goodnight you two! Sweet dreams!" Lin shut the door. Taken by surprise, you and Striker both looked at each other, and then quickly returned back into each other's arms. Striker put his lips to your ear.