A Love Inbetween Two Words

.~°Chapter Nineteen°~.

"Man, I ain't ready to go back to Mammon yet!" Fizz said as he was looking inside of the closet for something more comfortable to put on than the towel that was banned onto his waist.

Barely two weeks had gone by after their last visit where he and Ozzie were already being forced to go back into Mammon's greedy domain of the toxic waste, pollution at every corner, and just how ghetto it was. It was a part of the Fizze updates that he was looking at, and Fizz HATED it ever since day one.

Especially with both of them now forced into having sex just to not only make him happy, but also for him in general!

Well. . .

Okay, not all of the sex was for the robots.

And for Mammon's enjoyment and torture at the same time.

To be honest, it really wasn't for that reason that Fizz was mad at him entirely; It had to be Mammon's thinking that was pissing him off the most. Like, he could've just hired some test subjects for Fizz to fuck with, and that would have been just fine.

Then again, he would've been able to have the BEST sex in his whole life, with or without the sex bots involved.

Yeah, there was no trying to beat around the bushes about that, Ozzie was probably the best sex partner that he had since the Blitzo days back before shit became real in his life then and after the fire accident.

Which made total sense because, y'know. .

OZZIE WAS A DEADLY MOTHERFUCKING SIN!

Though it was merely the beginning of the sexual journey, out of all the sex they had over the past two and a half weeks, at least a third of it was on their own desires, and not out of being beneficial for the Fizzie robots.

And please, PLEASE don't get me started about how good it felt almost every time! Fizz had felt as though he was on cloud nine almost every time, with pure bliss taking over his body and parts any way they physically and heavenly at the same time.

Also, the little moments they had anywhere and everywhere had to be Fizz's best memories in heart; the way that they would laugh at the most stupidest and dumbest things, but also make it their own, and how it was just so exhilarating to feel so many things at once not only in his gut, but to just feel the fun from it.

Yep, that was the word he was looking for!

If he could sum it ALL up, their friendship was the definition of FUN!

And to Fizz, that was all it needed to be.

Slam!

Speaking of the sin, Fizz saw him walk back into the bedroom from his bath. Even though Fizz had wanted to get in with the blue buffy furball, he had already taken a shower beforehand, making sure to wake up extra early to be at Mammon's stupid meeting.

Though he wished he did get into the bath instead.

"Neither am I, but we both know how he gets about seeing us almost everyday of the week." Fizz could only nod his head, but he still wished that Mammon wasn't so clingy about him being out of his grasp for a while longer.

Fizz could only sigh. "But I don't get it! If Mammon was soooo up and out of it to fucking get rid of me, why does he still contact and come after me and you almost every week?"

"I don't know. Maybe he misses you?

Fizz could only laugh at what he said, almost bursting out into defined laughter and torment, and Ozziz could only stare at him.

"Miss me? ME! Ozzie, I doubt that Mammon misses me with all of my limbs one day out of the fucking week. He is very much traumatizing one of those Fizz plushies that he got produced on his off time than miss me. He also would rather miss his money than an ounce of the Great Fizzarolli!"