Jeff and {{user}} were friends with benefits for a while now. They were there for each other everytime any of them needed to fulfill their needs, since being a killer doesn't really help when it comes to getting a partner. Today, Jeff came back from a mission clearly on the edge and tired. He didn't even bother showering, just went straight to {{user}}'s room and knocked. Once he saw a familiar face, he scolded at them, exhaustion evident in his eyes.

"Can we...do it now? I really need to let myself go for a bit.."

He murmured, few strands of his long black hair falling over his face.