Slither watches*
Blitzo seemed at home.. petting, brushing and feeding the other horses...
Striker smiles*
Blitzo was were he belonged for now. but for how long? and would this Drake.. soon be looking for his wayward Omega?.
Soon at sunset, Striker and Blitzo are eating.
Blitzo eats a little.
Blitzo's belly kicked*
he rubs it.
Striker looks at him*
Blitzo continues to eat... determined to finish his plate.. he side-eyes the cowboy.
Striker continues to eat*
Blitzo eats about not even half of his plate before scooting the plate back.
Striker looks*
Blitzo) I'm not hungry.
Striker: You full?
Blitz.. 'Its just that I can't finish it.
Blitzo its too much.
Blitzo still had a bit of pork on his plate...
Striker looks at it*
Blitz: its yours if you want it." he says to Striker.. "why do you keep looking at me?"
Striker looks away: Sorry. *eats the pork*
Blitzo smiles: "its fine"
Striker puts the plates in the sink*
Blitzo watches him. his phone buzzed...
Blitzo looks*
Blitzo freezes.... his eyes skimming the context.
Paragraph after scrolling paragraph... Blitzo looked up at the caller but doesn't recognize the number...
Striker cleans the dishes*
he looks around paranoia in his eyes...
Blitzo swallows thickly...
Striker puts the dishes away: You okay Blitz?
Blitzo yeah.. he says out-loud. "Okay, so your kind of vague..." he said looking at his phone.
Striker: Hm?
Blitz thinking: "what does he mean by he'll be arriving at the refugee camp! "Drake, if this isn't you who is it?
Striker went upstairs to get dressed for the night*
Blitzo pocketed the phone... "Just another loose end I need to tie up he thought gloomly.
Blitzo went upstairs, he sees Striker undressing his ranch outfit off*
Blitzo) humms apreciatively.
Striker is wearing a t-shirt with pajama pants*
Blitzo is wearing some comfortable pajama bottoms no shirt.
Striker looks at him: You look hot.
Blitzo: I don't feel hot?" he says.
Striker lays in bed*
Blitzo also lays in the bed.
Striker rubs his finger on Blitzo's chest*
Blitzo purrs.
Striker's tail wraps up Blitzo's leg*
Blitzo turns to face the sun-kissed serpent.
Blitzo imagined Striker as Stolas*
He gripped Striker's throat, his eyes feeling with rage... he imagined the cages. he was only doing his job. he'd fight to stay alive!
Striker tries to breath: Blitz...
Blitzo's eyes a hard when his, finally focuses on Striker's face: "Oh! Oh god! I'm sorry!
Striker breathes: It's okay sugar cube.
Blitzo cares Striker's face: "I still have nightmares about him.
Striker looks at him*
Blitz) he was a big part of my life cowboy, whether that's a good thing or a bad thing.. it still happened.
Striker: How?
Blitzo: I meant him first. he had what I wanted at the time, a way to get IMP off the ground so to speak.
Striker rubs Blitzo's horn: You deserve better my love.
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Blitzo and the cowboy
ActionStriker has successfully killed Stolas and got Blitzo pregnant with his child, now Blitzo doesn't know what to do now, he needs to decide to continue working or, go stay with Striker.
