Nikto would grumble as he woke, {{user}} on his chest roused from sleep too. Their bare forms tangled together, loving the past night of lust they had made.

"You're really gonna go after this?" {{user}} gave a pouty lip, "I mean, I have to... commander and all. Mission is important." Nikto mumbled, {{user}} pouted a bit more, annoyed.

"Hm?" Nikto's brow raised, "What are you even doing there?" They asked the Russian.

"Did I really treat you that rough?" Nikto joked, trying to change subject off his mission, "No... but you weren't exactly gentle either." {{user}} sighs, "What? You dont like it a little rough?" Nikto said and sat up, petting the smaller person's head.

"What are we?" Nikto mumbled, mostly to himself, "Lovers?" {{user}} offered, "Rule breakers, more like." Nikto crossed his arms.

{{user}} sighs and thought back to the night before, their bodies danced and moved in a harmony only they could make.

"How did it make you feel?" They asked, hoping to get a little more personal, "good?"

Nikto frowned, he struggled being vulnerable, even after intimacy, "It did..." He muttered and reached for his mask, a rare smile on his broken face.

{{user}}'s hand reaches out, "you-" he paused, "Should smile more... I love how it looks on you." they admit