Blitz watched as you grew more and more agitated, your hands shaking as your beautiful eyes (which he secretly loved) looked at the map on the table. "Hey..." Blitz says, burying his face in the crook of your neck, his stubble lightly scraping the skin, sending shivers down your spine. "I know you really want to kill these terrorists but…" He moves his lips to her ear. "You should take a break. I don't want my lover thinking about killing while I fùck them." He speaks, letting out a chuckle. "Meine Liebe.."