A/N: Nice short chapter of Blitz helping out Styx with his gun. I think I'm treading the lewd line, but it's not sex, just two gays being slightly gay. Y'know how it is. Enjoy!

Chapter 11: For Those About to Rock

The afternoon air brushed passed the roommates as the car doors were thrown shut. Styx carefully found his footing from a distance as they set down the bucket being used as a makeshift table. Blitz followed by setting up a piece of wood - a target, and produced a prepared handgun in it's holster. The weapon was careful set down by the imp.

"Caterpillar Dick let me have this after the Fuckscapade." Blitz said.

"What?" Styx asked, eyes wide in surprise. "Real shit?"

"Real shit, Dick Step." Blitz unsheathed his gun, making sure to point it away from any living thing and suspend his trigger finger. It was a typical handgun; Polyester black finish, semi auto with an unknown amount of rounds to Styx. A small bout of jealously formed when they learned how their imp got a hold of the gun. Leroy knew the sinner for years, had helped build them up as a musician, survivor, and as a person... only to be asked to build a fake gun and discover that an imp the bartender just met less than a week ago was now the proud owner of one of his firearms. Styx scoffed quietly.

"Bitch loads and pumps like a dream." The imp proudly stated. The gun was checked, discharged, and shown to be properly handled as Blitz handed it to Styx, who was visible uncomfortable and prepared their position, making sure to keep the end of the barrel away from the duo at all times. Their heart raced and legs felt tight. They had not had to shoot a gun in years... and they had not had to kill, except for once.

"No, no." Blitz shook his head as he carefully adjusted Styx's outstretched arm now holding a firearm, aimed firmly on the paper target out of fear rather than control. "You gotta let your shit relax. Don't put your arm out that far, it's too fuckin stiff. The recoil will bite you in the ass."

"Won't it fly back and hit me if I'm not stiff enough?" Styx asked.

"Keep your finger off the trigger until you know you wanna fuck up someone's day." Blitz answered. "Yeah, you sure as shit would, but I trust you can figure that part out."

Styx frowned, carefully setting the gun down on the makeshift table with the barrel pointing towards the target. "Blitz, I'm sorry but telling me to not be tense but to also be just tense enough so I can not be tense, in the middle of a fucking field, is very confusing and I barely learned this shit to begin with."

"Now you can learn from the best." The imp reassured their roommate, grabbing and lifting the gun towards the target and preparing his stance almost immediately, letting out a ring of cracks that struck the target in the abdomen. The sight almost unsettled Styx, who was suddenly realizing the true potential dangers of hell.

"I don't fuck around with guns." Blitz said as the firearm returned to it's resting place. "I certainly don't fuck around with teaching my friends how to not fucking shoot themselves on accident."

"I get that." Styx said defensively before sighing. "I'm just… not good at it. My dad taught me a bit but it's been years, y'know."

"Daddy issues never stopped me." The imp returned sternly, and slowly rested his hand on the gun before Styx returned the gesture, and the two looked into each other's eyes. "It'll never stop you either if you don't let it."

Styx looked at the gun, then the imp, and slowly followed his grasp. The two raised it together, followed by Blitz gently coercing the sinner's fingers to the right position.

"You just shot a bunch." Styx said. "Aren't we gonna check it?"

"You've got five." Blitz said softly, placing another hand around Styx's waist. The unusual teachings of the imp got the sinner excited, and Blitz couldn't help but grin as his head rested on Styx's shoulder.

"Let's do it together." The imp said with a voice dripping with desire.

Styx huffed in frustration, but allowed it to happen. His control weakened, and the imp soon overpowered the grip the duo held on the weapon. It remained down range as Styx attempted to focus.

"Keep your arms right there." Blitz said, no long holding back his demanding behavior. "You're in a good spot. A very good spot."

"Y-You sure?" Styx stuttered?

"I've never been so fucking sure of anything in my life." Blitz aggressively whispered into his sinner's ear. Styx responded with shudder, and the imp made sure their aim stayed where it was supposed to be. "Imagine how this must feel when it's someone else at the other end."

"I guess you don't have to." A frustrated Styx breathed in between quiet gasps.

"i remember the feelings." Blitz said. "I liked it. Fuck, I loved it. The intimacy..."

The imp's hand trailed further below the waist, recieving what was dangerous close to a moan from Styx, who was desperately trying to withhold themselves with the frustrations of actually wanting to learn how to shoot and... the other disturbances.

"Such a fucking rush." The imp cooed as his words followed his warm, deceptively strong body to manipulate Styx's upper half. The two were trapped in a stationary dance, Blitz brought the other hand to the the sinner's rear for support, or what Styx was desperately wishing was not a different kind of support. It was, and they were losing the battle.

"Get your fucking tongue ready." The imp demanded.

"What?" Styx asked, but it was too late. The imp had brought the sinner's face to theirs and connected more than lips. Styx felt their entire body weaken, and Blitz suddenly pressed the trigger down the moment their passions collided, sending a final clash of thunder echoing across the sky in burning gunpowder and sexual frustration. Blitz suddenly removed himself and took the gun, setting it down before crossing his arms in a smile. Styx's eyes were half lidded in exhaustion over the last few minutes, and they stared at their partner.

"Told you it wouldn't stop you." The imp grinned.

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A/N: This chapter was a little bit of a break for me, but don't worry! The next one has a cool feature: It's going to be a long one! Might even become the longest. Who knows? I do. Not really.

I genuinely hope you all are enjoying this story, and I will see you in a few days for the next chapter: "Turn Me On, Dead Man." : )