*Requested by FNAF_Professor
It had been such a long day in I.M.P. Just an hour ago, you, your boyfriend Blitzø, Moxxie and Millie had to assassinate about 30 guys in one day while Loona had to stay behind of course and everyone was absolutely shattered. So now, it was nine o'clock and Moxxie and Millie had went to bed to "do their business" after a hard day's work while you and Blitzø went to your room to share a nice, cosy evening together.
It was all set up: (whatever show or film you like) was playing on the TV, a bowl full of your and his favourite snacks stood on your nightstand and a condom sat in Blitzø's pocket just incase you wanted to get it on like Moxxie and Millie from across the hall.
Blitzø had been looking forward to this all day. Moxxie and Millie had left them some time alone to "unwind". All the stress of the day had been draining for all of you but this time alone seemed to bring back his energy. He sat on your bed your bed while the TV played your favourite show/film. He took a snack, chewing as his eyes glanced at you.
"We sure had a rough day, huh babe?" Blitzø leaned back onto the headboard.
"Fuck yeah, Blitz." you sighed. "We definitely deserve this.".
"Hell yes we do." Blitzø smirked. "You did amazing out there today, by the way.".
You couldn't help but chuckle softly, feeling a hint of pride for being the best assassin in I.M.P, other than Loona. You sat on the side of your bed, glancing over his way. "How about you, Blitz? You did pretty well out there, too! Not as good as me, though." you teased.
He playfully rolled his eyes, but he knew he couldn't deny it though. "Yeah, well I am the boss, after all.".
"You're lucky I love you," you grinned giving him a playful yet sarcastic tone. "Otherwise, I'd beat your ass for trying to compete with me.".
You took your spot by his side, feeling a small sense of accomplishment for putting him in his place. He chuckled, knowing you were right. "You're right, you're the best." he said with his eyes gleaming with teasing affection.
"But Blitzø?" you suddenly said.
Blitzø raised an eyebrow curiously, noticing the change in the tone of your voice. "Yeah, hon?" he asked curiously, noticing that something was on your mind.
"Are you sure Stolas won't overreact?" you asked him.
When you mentioned Stolas, Blitzø rolled his eyes dramatically. "Overreact?" Blitzø scoffed, unable to stifle a chuckle. "That bird brain overreacts about everything. Why the hell are you worried about him?".
"Oh I don't know because you've been engaging in an affair with him for how long now?" you raised your eyebrow.
"Right, right," he mumbled, suddenly feeling a little sheepish. "Well, we're being careful, aren't we? No one would suspect us.". But he couldn't help but feel a hint of guilt about going behind Stolas' back, especially since it was a secret he planned on keeping until the end of his days.
"How the fuck do you even manage to juggle time with him and me?".
Blitzø stared blankly at you for a moment before bursting into laughter. "You make it sound like I'm running some sort of relationship circus, babe!" he chuckled while shaking his head to make it clear he was joking. "Relax love, you're my one and only. No other person could ever take your place.".
"Not even Stolas?".
"Not. Even. Stolas." Blitzø replied, placing his hand on your shoulder and looking into your eyes with a sincere intensity. "You're the only one that matters, babe. No one else.".
This really touched you as it had been a while since Blizø had told you anything like that before. But then you had an idea.
"Blitzø?" you glanced at him.
"Yeah?" Blitzø cocked an eyebrow, tilting his head in curiosity.
"You're not just going to let that condom in your pocket sit there, are you?" you smirked seductively.
That smirk of yours immediately changed the atmosphere in the room and it sent a rush of desire through his body. He leaned closer, his voice lowering to a seductive whisper. "Well, now, why would I ever waste a good condom?" he purred, a sultry smile dancing on his lips.
"Exactly. So what are you waiting for?" you moved over to the bottom end of the bed and slowly spread your legs open.
That was all the invitation he needed. His eyes gleamed with desire as he slowly approached, crawling over to you and settling between your legs and from there, the two of you engaged in an especially carnal night together.
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