Chapter 135

Here we go.

Some ups and down on the mind of the pair. Along with some heated moments.

Warning: OOC, random craziness, Error past dark abuse, many other troubles if mention, cursing, killing, dark themes, racism mention, stuff children/teen shouldn't do, profanity, self-harm, suicidal moments, cheating, sexual moments mentioned, violence, smoking, drugs, alcohol, guns mention, animal death, cringe, bullying, yandere, musical/singing moments and bad flirts.

Error/Moxxie speaking/speaking/singing

Voices/Text/Flashback/Singing

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"I'm in?"

"Let's just say there a limit to things in Wrath that crosses the line." Striker growled as they held closer to Moxxie. Then a pleasant smirk crosses their face. "But the bloodshed will be worth it."

"Bloodshed?"

"Just don't worry about it. This is something different compared to the thing with owl boy." Glance down at Moxxie as they let loose a small hum. "I'm still 'learning' and being 'watch'. I have to be careful with my appearance just in case a noble comes around. Or word spread not dead even if no one saw me physically. Just never know and be careful."

"Are you still going to assassinate after this is lifted up?"

Striker was quiet after that. A look on their face like they were thinking about it. "Don't know Critter. If I do. I will have to be extra careful, knew name and even change a few things."

"But you want too."

"I mean if I'm being offered to get paid after all this. Wouldn't it be any different since there are many in hell who do that job? Back at IMP? I just had a name to mine. Would have to start up again."

Striker enjoys what he can do. Along with survival. You have got to do what you can to live, survive and go on with your day.

Plus, in a way payback ass well depending the target.

"What about this them? This Butcher. The group. How are both sides together in this? Besides Doc just having lots of connection." Kind of understand but it felt separated at the same time.

"We're kind a working with that group? I'm still new along with confused since I work on details I can get. Just working alone on the side with Butcher. All most the same as I done before just tracking, get details and some interrogation if we are brought in."

"So, part of the law?"

Let out a snort, "Maybe in the background...I really don't want to keep talking about it. For your sake."

Can't let them be involved with this. At least what they're working on.

Moxxie frown but then nods. "I can get that."

"Just don't want to. I don't blame you. It's stuff I'm still learning. I'm still being a pain in the ass to the tracker sometimes. Or wanting to start something with the other group even if we are working together. Or fight in my own way. Go get paid better at what we're doing even if there are benefits. Or do things my way if we have to play 'nice' or." Stop then goes to pat their head. "What about you?

"Huh?"

"Your still at IMP but as the secretary, accountant and well everything else."

"Wouldn't go that far."

"Are you going to leave IMP?"

Moxxie open and close their mouth. Mind went back to that talk way back with Striker leaving. Along with another with Millie. Even reminders to another one. "I mean not immediately. I'm going to make sure the one we hired can handle it well. Handle Blitz."

Along with standing their ground on certain decisions.

As much help they were able to bring to the company up. Able to help Blitz fix a few things. Things that are important besides the main job. Just using the skills and experience they learn, along with the business they run. Soon, pile after pile taking care of it. Sure, agreed to take that job after switching around. Keep their mind and hands focused. Get things done. Put IMP all most back to 'normal' and began to upgrade.

They are tired.

They don't like doing this, current, job.

They don't want to keep doing this.

Even if they have helped a few sinners who got paid back on shitty, terrible people. Got to meet a few humans to this day still connected. Got even a sinner a job here in Hell. Able to do their job as Flaw even if things were cut down. Blitz happy smile with another satisfied customer or the thrill to get job well done. Able to have some kind of on and off friendship. Work relationship? Millie is able to be herself. Loving the job. The times to be together like this. Team M&M. Use their weapon expert skill. Little moments with Loona even if the pair are able to 'work' to a certain degree. To get to be with Striker when they were part of the crew. Small moments of satisfaction to let loose. But still hold back a certain limit to their bloodlust to destroy.

All that good. Will not trade those moments away. Heck, will have a backup plan on the side if something were to happen to get involved. It just something Moxxie doesn't want to do forever.

But they were unhappy.

Like truly unhappy to the point, they really don't think everyone understands. Including Striker with his time there. Sure, were their moments they get teased because of their standards? Having a conscious to a degree? Yes. Demon enjoys killing. Would enjoy that job or do it since it's a job. So, normal to have a killing business. Besides Blitz business being special.

Just have enough of it unless to defend, kill someone or hope they never 'snap' like before.

"I feel like if any shit did happen to the boss man. Probably left some legal paper to give you IMP." Striker chuckle while Moxxie rolled their eyes.

Inside they really, really hope Blitz hasn't pulled a stunt like that. A business like that would go to his kid, right? Family business.

"How do you feel about this 'job'?" Change the subject now.

"Right now, I'm content? Please tell me what I'm doing? It's almost familiar what I've done."

"Besides the babysitter."

"You're going to be damn smug about that."

"Me? Smug? This face?" Point at their neutral face.

"Yes, that face." Grab their cheeks and start to squish them together. Smirk at the annoyed hiss with a twitch. "Aww so fierce."

"I will bite your hand." Moxxie twitch at them.

"Oh? Already want to skip to the good part? Hmm maybe I should go for it first."

Small confusion until Moxxie face starts to brighten up. Even their marks did a bit as well. "You pervert!"

"You're not denying it either."

"Go makeout with a cactus!" A small snarl while trying to move their scarf back up. 

Nope.

Hands were blocking them from liftin their scarf up. As he was still squishing their cheeks together. Finally, their cheeks are no longer squished together. Instead getting pulled back closer to Striker as his lips squish against their own. Felt the fork like tongue flickered against their lips. Soon their own mouth opens up.

(Warning: Hot Kissing)

Striker was a bit surprised. But then he took that opportunity to let his tongue get to work. The tongue goes past those sharp cute fangs. Familiarity for the both of them how far they have gotten. How much just missing this contact. Hungry. Desperately. Eager to break them from a kiss like this. Yet, it needs to have some control. Not be too forceful.

It was difficult as their instincts were a bit haywire. Still, a bit of control.

A small shuddered as Moxxie pulled closer to the bigger body. Simply at this moment just enjoying this feeling. The kiss was deeper and heating up. Let out a startled sound to feel the tongue alongside their cheeks. Then like he trying to slide his tongue down their throat. Barely could think straight from the deep throated kiss. Reach out to grab a fistful of their jacket. Return the kiss back as passionately as they can.

Striker felt their mouth move against his own. Eyes lit up at the attention. Soon dived deeper into the kiss. Fuck, he really just misses their taste. How they are holding on to him. Just anything to try and keep up. He may not say it or show it a lot. But Striker would prefer just doing this. Sure, the other steps in that side of the relationship he wouldn't mind. Along with touching. To just kiss like this would be enough to satisfy their desire. Move their hand under their coat to grip their waist. Claws dig into the clothes and probably against their skin. While their other hand goes back to grip the back of their head where the side ponytail was at. 

Really Moxxie can only think they are able to last this long. To not go overboard with their phobia, sensory to snap. Even at their wits as their body shaking. That hey you should stop now before you crash or possibly lose your mind set.

It's because they don't know when they'll be able to do this again. To just see Striker again.

It was the same for Striker as well. He just wanted to stay like this. Tail rattles in excitement at the sound they can hear, feel from Moxxie. How they are going far

Both pull away from each other to air.

The serpent pants as they were in small daze. Just getting buzz from kissing instead of drinking. Their tongue comes back out lick their own mouth when he saliva. Saliva on the bottom mouth along with drool coming down their teeth. Well, now he really got into it. Look at Moxxie reaction.

Wish he had their phone on them

Moxxie was panting a lot. Face flushed brightly. Glasses look wonky now. Some point from holding their hair the ribbon did get loose. Som the hair was a bit unkept. Saliva was going down their own chin. "You're taste better than some cactus."

"So, you kissed a cactus like that before?"

"I'm going to throw you down a deep well you brat."

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Done!

There! You got another make out session!

Striker got many secrets in store but work related. He does enjoy what he is doing even if there are ups and downs. Even in that line of work.

Moxxie is tired of working at IMP. Got to keep moving forward.

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!