(A/N: There's sexual content in this chapter.)
In Fizzarolli's dressing room, the air was heavy with tension. Fizzarolli and Blitzo sat across from each other, the silence stretching between them like a taut wire. Their relationship had been strained recently, and it was time to address the elephant in the room.
Fizzarolli, usually the embodiment of energy and charisma, looked uncharacteristically somber. His eyes were downcast, and he couldn't seem to find the right words to start the conversation. The weight of the issue had been gnawing at him for a while.
Blitzo, equally aware of the tension, cleared his throat and finally broke the silence. "Fizz, we need to talk about this."
Fizzarolli nodded, his voice laced with sadness as he finally spoke up. "I know, Blitzo. It's just... we've been going in different directions lately."
Blitzo took a deep breath, clutching his mother's necklace. He had noticed the growing divide between them too. "Yeah, I've been swamped with my assassin business, and you've got your clowning career. It feels like we hardly see each other anymore."
Fizzarolli's eyes welled up with tears, and he couldn't hold them back any longer. A single tear rolled down his cheek as he confessed, "I miss you, Blitzo. I miss us."
Blitzo's heart ached as he saw Fizzarolli's tears. He reached across the table and took Fizz's hand, squeezing it gently. "Fizz, I miss you too, more than I can put into words. But it doesn't have to be the end for us. I don't want to give up on what we have."
Fizzarolli looked up, his gaze meeting Blitzo's with a mixture of hope and doubt. "But can we make it work, Blitzo? Our lives are so different now."
Blitzo's eyes sparkled with determination as an idea formed in his mind. He leaned in closer to Fizzarolli, his voice tender. "Fizz, do you remember that song you used to sing to me when I was feeling down?"
Fizzarolli's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "The song? Blitzo, what does that have to do with anything?"
Blitzo smirked and started humming the familiar tune, the notes carrying a hint of mischief. He sang softly, his voice wavering a bit from lack of practice.
"Shake shake shake Senora,
Shake your body line!
Shake shake shake senora,
Shake it all the time!"
"Blitzo... are you seriously-? We haven't done this in years."
"It's worth a shot. Besides, we have chemistry. What do you say?"
Fizzarolli sighed, but a small smile tugged at his lips. He couldn't stay mad at Blitzo, and he knew the song was one of his favorites.
Fizzarolli gave a half-hearted shrug. "Fine, why not? If this is what you really want..."
Blitzo beamed, his enthusiasm infectious. "Come on, Fizz, it'll be fun! Just like old times. Now get your cute ass over here!"
He grabbed Fizz by the waist and pulled him close, their bodies moving in sync. They started off slow, a few steps forward and back, but the rhythm soon became more frantic. The dance was exhilarating, the adrenaline pumping through their veins.
They spun around the room, their laughter echoing through the halls. They were lost in their own little world, nothing else mattering except each other. As the song came to an end, they both collapsed onto the couch, breathless and giddy.
Blitzo looked at Fizz with a wide grin, his eyes filled with adoration. "See, I told you we still got it."
Fizz smiled and pulled Blitzo into a tight embrace, resting his head on his chest. Blitzo kissed Fizz's forehead, his voice soft. "We can make it work, Fizz. I promise."
Fizz nodded, his voice a little shaky. "I believe you, Blitzo."
They stayed like that for a while, holding each other close and listening to the sound of each other's heartbeat. Despite the challenges they faced, they knew that no matter what, they would always have each other.
Fizzarolli leaned closer, pulling Blitzo into a heartfelt kiss. It was a kiss filled with longing and rekindled passion, their bodies pressed together. Blitzo could feel the heat rising in his cheeks as the kiss grew more intense.
Fizzarolli's hands wandered lower, slipping beneath the waistband of Blitzo's pants. His fingers traced the outline of Blitzo's tail, teasing the sensitive skin.
Blitzo gasped and moaned, his body trembling from the pleasure. Fizzarolli was relentless, his skilled fingers coaxing more lewd noises from Blitzo's throat.
Just when Blitzo thought he couldn't take any more, Fizzarolli released his grip and pulled away, leaving Blitzo feeling dazed and wanting. Fizzarolli flashed a wicked grin, his eyes dark with desire. "I think you're overdressed, Blitzo. Let's get you out of these clothes."
Blitzo barely had time to respond before Fizzarolli had removed his coat and shirt, tossing them carelessly to the side. Fizzarolli trailed a finger down Blitzo's bare chest, his touch leaving a burning sensation in its wake.
"Fizz...please..." Blitzo pleaded, his voice laced with need.
"Shhh, I've got you."
Fizzarolli undid the fly of Blitzo's pants and pulled them off, his mouth watering at the sight of Blitzo's cock straining against his boxers. He ran a hand over the bulge, relishing the way Blitzo shuddered and groaned.
"Fuck, you're so hard for me, aren't you? Look how desperate you are, begging for my touch. You're such a slut."
Fizzarolli continued to tease him, tracing the outline of his cock through the fabric, before finally slipping his hand inside.
Blitzo cried out as Fizzarolli's fingers wrapped around his shaft, stroking him slowly and deliberately. His hips bucked involuntarily, thrusting into Fizz's grasp.
"Yes, Fizz, fuck, please don't stop..."
"You want me to suck your cock, Blitzo?"
"Oh, god yes. Please, Fizz."
Fizzarolli didn't waste any time, freeing Blitzo's aching erection and wrapping his lips around the tip.
Blitzo gripped the back of Fizzarolli's head as he began to suck him off, taking him deeper and deeper until his entire cock was enveloped in the warm, wet heat of Fizz's mouth.
Blitzo writhed and moaned as Fizzarolli expertly pleasured him, bringing him closer and closer to the edge. Just as Blitzo was about to reach his climax, Fizzarolli pulled back, leaving him gasping and frustrated.
Fizzarolli smirked, a wicked gleam in his eyes. "Don't worry, Blitzo, we're just getting started."
He pushed Blitzo back on the couch and climbed on top of him, grinding his own hardness against Blitzo's. They both moaned in pleasure, the friction sending sparks of electricity through their bodies.
Fizzarolli continued to rock his hips, rubbing their cocks together in a maddening rhythm.
"Please, Fizz, I need you inside me," Blitzo panted, his voice ragged with desire.
"As you wish," Fizzarolli grinned. He reached over and grabbed a bottle of lube, coating his fingers liberally before pressing them against Blitzo's entrance.
Blitzo hissed and arched his back as Fizzarolli's fingers worked their magic, stretching and preparing him for what was to come.
As Fizzarolli's digits plunged deeper and deeper, Blitzo's cries of ecstasy grew louder and more urgent.
"Please, Fizz, I'm ready. Fuck me, please."
Fizzarolli was more than happy to oblige, removing his fingers and lubing up his cock. He lined himself up with Blitzo's entrance and slowly pushed inside, hissing at the delicious friction.
"You feel so fucking good, Blitzo," he growled. "I've missed this."
"Me too, Fizz. Please, I need you to move."
Fizzarolli began thrusting into Blitzo, slowly at first, but soon picking up the pace. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, their moans mingling in the air.
"Fuck, you're so tight, Blitzo. You feel incredible."
"So do you, Fizz. Please, fuck me harder."
Fizzarolli obeyed, pounding into Blitzo with wild abandon. They were both lost in the throes of passion, their bodies moving in perfect sync.
The pleasure was overwhelming, and it didn't take long before they were both teetering on the edge of release.
"Fizz, I'm gonna come..."
"Me too, Blitzo. Come for me."
With a final cry, they both tumbled over the precipice, their orgasms crashing through them like a tidal wave.
They rode out the aftershocks together, panting and sated. Fizzarolli pulled out and flopped down next to Blitzo, snuggling close to him.
Blitzo draped an arm over Fizz, his heart still racing. He was overwhelmed with emotion, his voice thick with tears.
"Fizz, I love you."
Fizzarolli held Blitzo close, his eyes brimming with affection. "I love you too, Blitzo. I always have and I always will."
They stayed there, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, knowing that whatever life threw their way, they would face it together.