Chapter 67

Here we go again!

Could say a short episode/writing. Get to learn about some details in background interaction as it usually behind closed doors. A few shocking surprises.

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

Error/Moxxie speaking

Voices/Text/Flashback

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"So, you're done?"

"Yep. Blitz business will survive. Again." Moxxie was laying down on the couch. Face at the ceiling while they had Striker on speaker.

It was indeed a hectic time helping IMP. Plus, with everything else but all of them push through it together. They did what they could do and the rest was in their hands. No, eviction issues. Got enough money for the team to have a living just must be extra tight till next months.

What happens to the paperwork after they no longer need to deal with it? The same paperwork after learning many, many were copies of the same thing. Many that was useless? Scams? Well, first save, copy and pictures that did matter. After that.

Burn it.

Moxxie snap their fingers as the boxes of papers all fall into one of the volcanos in Wrath.

"That very lazy of you."

"Do you want to toss that box of owls down the volcano or not?"

Loona kicks the box through the portal. Turn around to grab another one. "Keep this open."

It was very therapeutic.

Yeah, it should be plenty good.

"I don't know how you able to deal with that junk." Even when he helped, he thought his head was going to explode.

"Patience, chocolate, and whiskey."

"Where am I mix in that?"

"Cuddling me to get me to rest and relax."

"I don't 'cuddle' you."

"Fine trapping me against your arms."

"You make it sound so terrible but you crave it."

"I don't know. You would every kind of excuse to hold me."

"Are you complaining?"

"Being a cuddle toy to you? No." Can hear the tail rattle faster. Yep, he was hissing very low too. Must have really got their attention or annoyance.

"Going to get you for that." Promise in his voice.

"I bet you would but."

"But what?"

"Maybe I'll be the one taking over the cuddle next time."

"Huh?"

"You didn't seem to mind last time when I had you underneath me."

Striker almost fell out of the tree. His face once showed hunger and was starling surprise with a very bright blush. He knows what they were talking about. Moxxie may be clueless, dense and not always under certain situations. Social and sexual. But when they are the ones who talk about it. It just catches you off guard.

Moxxie the only partner, would ever go that far with anyone. To let them top Striker. It is rare when that happens. The select few times it has happened neither of the two can complain.

How did it happen the first time?

Short and sweet. Both went out. A rare few times they can get that with Striker schedule. Stay in Pride and just go to a bar. A hellborn didn't seem to like how Striker kept denying and saying no to them. While the hellborn also just dismissed Moxxie or said some crude thing. Then try slipping a drug in the drink without Striker noticing.

Moxxie did notice.

Moxxie was pissed.

The former destroyer didn't give the Hellborn time to react as they tackled them down and started to beat the crap out of them.

It was quite a show for anyone watching.

Striker wouldn't been able to tell you if rapist were alive or not after Moxxie was done with them. Yet, the only indication that shown they were alive when Moxxie grabbed their horn and whispered to them. Whatever the former assassin said that they made them scared shitless. Pass out or died in fear.

It was rare for Striker to see Moxxie put fear in someone. No, weapons. No, magic. Only their voice and physical strength. Doing all this for them.

Protecting them in their own way.

The cowboy will never admit it out loud but he felt like his heart got struck by one those arrows. Those stupid stories and myths human made up.

After leaving the bar well the rest was history in the bedroom.

"Plus, you really, really enjoyed it when I rewarded you with a kiss."

Don't get them started on that with the experimenting with the five tongues! A disadvantage in so many ways for him. Or in Moxxie case felt like a win when they get Striker gasping and shaking.

Striker rubs his face as he takes a deep breath. Think of other thoughts to not get distracted. Save that pent up energy for the day. Can get them back for that later. He soon gave out a chuckle as grin started to spread as saliva began to drip down. "Just wait till I get my hands on you teasing little shit."

"What you going to do about it?"

"Open a portal and ill show right now."

Moxxie snorted. "Nice try but I'm being stricter on you till you're done."

"You just really know how to push my buttons." Grip his hand very tightly. 

You'rer almost done. You're out of here. Then you can stop working for the owl and do what you need to do.

"I'm not going to disagree on that." Lean up to open from the couch. A small sigh as they turn at the covered-up window. Move a bit and open the curtain. Stare at Blitz face plant against the window.

Really don't know when to quiet.

Blitz smile as he points above to Millie apartment. Moxxie just shook their head no. Mouth that she went out. A frown on his face but then back to grin. Point at Moxxie. Himself. Eyebrows wiggle like they are being seductive. Moxxie pointed at Blitz fast which he misinterpreted with a wide grin and fist pump.

SQUEAK!

SQUEAK!

SQUEAK!

"LITTLE COCKBLOCKING SHITS! YOU'RE RUINING THE MOMENT!"

"Blitz."

"Yep." Moxxie watches the free show of the imp climbing up on their van. While the rats chase after him. "I can't tell if the rodents are on my side or just hate everyone."

"Eh those little buggers hate everyone trying to steal their prey." Well, that is one way to calm the urges down. Blitz interrupting. "Why is he there?"

"Something to do with Millie but she not back at the moment. Then we'll try to asked himself to come in his own manner." Moxxie watches while they listen Striker muttered under his breath.

Magic or not. That didn't seem to change Blitz attitude towards them too much. At the beginning well one just grateful they saved Loona. On the other hand, pissed could have saved so much trouble if they knew before getting the Grimoire. Yet, no good comeback when Moxxie gave out reasons.

"Has he been giving you any trouble?"

"Trouble follows him."

"You know that well."

"I got nothing to say about that. But no. No trouble and I can handle it. Great he brought out the guns."

"EAT MY PISS!"

Rats screaming as they fly in the air one after another from being shot at. It was like a lovely art piece of rats, guts and blood.

"Yeah, you like that! I got plenty of extra babies! What do you little freaks have besides shitting and biting?"

The rats bundle up together to be like a huge humanoid hand.

"What kind DND bullshit is thisSACK!"

Blitz got punched by the rat fist.

"Huh that's new." Stare at the rat's grab Blitz by the tail and slam him into a trash can. "Do you think he'll ever stop?"

"Want to be specific?"

"This itch to get with us?" Watch Blitz throw the trash can back. At times they do feel some sort of pity for Blitz. He got a lot of shit under his plate. Then his whole view about a relationship in general and the hate.

Millie told them about it. Not everything but enough to put it all together. Along with what that trout said that day on what they feed on. Blitz behavior as well with everything in the past.

It made Moxxie feel like they are seeing small parts of themselves.

Part better left forgotten.

"I don't know Critter." A small sigh. It was the same thought that came up a few times. His time is for Moxxie only. After that this weird on and off friendship that has been working on. "Plus, he stubborn like a cockroach when he not backing off."

"You going to call him that now?"

"Im not that mean."

"That debatable." Doesn't pay too close of attention at the mock gasp but outside. Stands up as they grab a few weapons. "Hey Rattles I'll have to call you back."

"Going to go lend a hand?"

"The rats are really not holding back. I'll make sure to save some for Bomb."

"He doesn't need anymore!"

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Done!

So, what do you think? Kind of back like the old days don't you think.

Moxxie has indeed top Striker before. They are a switch. Doesn't always happen but occasions. Do not try to harm/take/drug what they see as theirs. Can be a protective/possessive feral demon.

Points for Imps.

Half a point for Rats.

Bombproof deserved all the treats!

Any questions?

Until next time.

Bye, bye!