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Night slowly came around on the ground, with the stars being so far away only a faint light could be seen up from above. Cool wind danced around Cleaner HQ, with it slowly pressing up against the big structure.

Zanka sat on his neatly made bed, holding Lovely Assistaff gently in his hands. He felt his stick, his fingers tracing on the rough wood of his vital instrument. He eventually set his stick down, with it leaning against his bed. He glanced around his room, it was such a warm environment. With the lamps having dim lighting, and with everything overall being neatly arranged. He reached down and tugged on his T-shirt, before pulling it off. He slightly stared at his arms, looking at faded scars of his past. Then he slowly brought his hands to his eyes and rubbed them, feeling tired. He couldn’t help but lowly grunt at himself, he felt dirty from the earlier clean up missions he had been sent out on by Enjin. He shook himself and decided he’d take a shower for tonight; his hands moved from his eyes up to his ears, taking off his earrings so he could bathe in peace. Well, that’s what he thought.

A loud BANG could be heard near his window, Zanka let out a quiet ‘eep!’; he quickly whipped his head around to stare at the pane of glass. At that instant, his face flushed of a light pink hue.

“Jabber?!!” He set down his earrings and rushed to his window. The raider slyly grinned as he waved, then with Jabber’s face dropping as he almost lost his balance from where he was climbing. Zanka opened up the window and without thinking held out his hand for Jabber. The raider grasped onto Zanka, with his hand rubbing against the other man’s, and heaved himself up into Zanka’s room. Jabber fell face first onto Zanka’s floor, with him giggling slightly, with it being muffled against the floor. Zanka peered down from the window, with his hands on the frame of it; his eyes narrowed as he stared at the ground below. “You really climbed from the ground to all the way up here?!” He stared down at the raider. Jabber lifted up his head slightly to look at the cleaner, with his sly grin even more wide.

“Oh come on Mista Bad Attitude! It’s been a while since we last seen each other and this is how ya’ greet me? Harsh…” he finally pulled himself up, his eyes sparkled as he looked at Zanka. The cleaner’s mouth wavered slightly, his eyebrows furrowed down. He didn’t look aggressive from what Zanka could tell, but I mean that’s Jabber.

“Why are you here? Want me to fight ya’ or something. I certainly could.” Zanka huffed, his eyes side glanced over to his staff.

“Nah nothin’ like that, I was just passin’ by and wanted to come and visit…” His hand traced over his knee, he sat crisscrossed from Zanka. His head tilted a little to study the cleaner, he blinked slowly. Zanka frowned as he closed his window back up, feeling a little light headed. He trotted back over to his bed and picked up his earrings, putting them aside in his desk beside his bed. Jabber got up fully, he yawned a little before stretching. Suddenly, Jabber spoke out, “Why’s your shirt off? It’s pretty cold in here.” Zanka stopped what he was doing and looked at Jabber, flustered. 

“I-… I was about to take a shower.” He grumbled at Jabber, his eyes narrowed to slits. Jabber scritched his head, slightly running his fingers through his thick hair.

“Hehe… haven’t taken one of those in a while.”

“Yeah I can tell.”

"..."

"..."

They stared at each other for a short minute, before Zanka sighed in a very exasperated way. "It really looks like ya' need one."

"Aw what?" Jabber's head cocked to the side, his shit eating grin not faltering. "Are you implying that I shower with you~?" Zanka's face suddenly grew hot, with him side glaring at Jabber. The cleaner then let out a huff of annoyance, making his way toward his bathroom. 

"Y'know what I don't care, I'm taking a shower. But you smell so bad..." his words quieted a bit on the last few lines of his sentence. Jabber looked awkwardly side to side, Zanka had disappeared into the bathroom; leaving Jabber with him and himself alone in Zanka's room. Jabber put a hand to his chin, Mankira smoothly pressing up against him. 'I mean... He didn't deny he wanted to shower with me...' Jabber thought to himself.

Now, in the bathroom, Zanka took off the rest of his clothes. He set the clothes in the corner of his well polished bathroom, his face still red from Jabber's dumb tone. His movements paused for a bit, with his hands slowly coming up to his face and hiding his blush. 'Zanka... you're so stupid for saying that URAGHHHH.' his body jerked around as the bathroom door opened. Jabber stood bare in the doorway, and for once he didn't have a freakish grin on his face. Zanka froze as he saw his foes body, he thought it would be more muscular but it was the exact same as his; scrawny and bony. Zanka was a little thrown off of how similar their bodies really were, even with Jabber's arms having scars as well. 'Well... that's probably for another reason.' he thought to himself before shaking out of his trance. Zanka silently pulled himself toward the actual shower, with it being big enough for the both of them. Unlike the other showers in the HQ, it didn't have a tub in the bottom; with it just being the shower itself with a drain and border around to catch the water. Zanka breathed in slowly, calming himself down before tinkering with the shower handle for the water. Jabber scooched himself in the shower with Zanka, looking a little flushed with his cheeks just a teensy bit pink. Suddenly, a rush of cold water splashed over them as the shower turned on; both of the boys recoiled back from the icy water with them both letting out quiet noises of discomfort. As time ticked on, the water eventually started to heat up. Zanka hated the fact that he was nude right in front of his enemy, a raider of all people. 

"How the hell did we end up like this..." Zanka mumbled, reaching over to his coconut scented shampoo. "We're fighting to the death and now we're bathing together. How pathetic." Jabber closed his eyes as water ran over his face slowly; Zanka started to rub in the shampoo lightly over his smooth short hair. 

"I mean it's just down time y'know? I still love fightin' ya Zanka, but could we not be friends also?" Jabber spoke out, slightly glancing over to Zanka cleansing himself. 

"No... We're enemies." Zanka grumbled, throwing the shampoo over at Jabber's face. "Wash with that, it'll get rid of your stinkiness." Jabber let out a small yelp as the container hit his face, he grabbed the shampoo and looked at it in his hands. 

"Would enemies be showering together~?" Jabber teased, opening up the shampoo bottle. Zanka threw a bar of soap at Jabber, with it hitting his face again. "YOWCHHH!!" Jabber suddenly dropped the container of shampoo. "NOO I GOT SOME IN MY EYES!!- agh!" Zanka covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing at Jabber, he crouched down and picked up the shampoo; walking closer to jabber. He squirted the scented shampoo onto his hands and started to rub it on Jabber's hair, his face scrunching up a bit as it didn't mix in well. 

"How do you even wash your hair?" Zanka tilted his head, his hands slowly moved down to Jabber's golden hair pieces as his continued to try to clean his dreads.

"I don't!"

"🫩"

Zanka YANKED Jabber back closer to him as the raider try to inch away towards the shower head to get the soap out of his eyes.

"GHH- ZANKA IT HURTS!!" 

"I thought you liked that...?" 

"SOAP IS DIFFERENT!!" 

Zanka let Jabber rinse out his eyes with the water, still rubbing in the shampoo as best he could. Then once Zanka deemed that Jabber's hair was clean enough, Jabber drenched his whole body in the warm water—washing out the shampoo. Zanka picked up his bar of soap and started to clean the rest of his body, having quite a calm demure until Jabber had to ruin it again. 

"You got quite the length down there!"

"WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT??" 

. . .

Zanka threw on his bath robe, then went to the sink to brush his teeth. Jabber was wrapped up in a boat load of towels, with him sitting neatly on the ground watching Zanka curiously. Zanka bit onto his toothbrush, pausing his cleaning, he walked over to the bathroom door and opened it to exit to his main room. The cleaner trotted over to his closet and pulled out some night clothes; he came back in the bathroom and threw a rugged white shirt and black shorts on Jabber. 

"Put these on, I assume you're going to stay the night?" Zanka side glared at the towel covered Jabber, with his words slightly slurred with the toothbrush still lodged into his mouth. 

"Oh! If you're insisting that is..." Jabber cheekily smiled, grabbing the clothes that Zanka threw on top of him. Zanka spat out the toothpaste and quickly rinsed out his mouth, removing the minty tang of the paste that still clung to the sides of his mouth. Once he turned around, Jabber was already dressed—he looked more scrawny in a plain t-shirt instead of his raider clothes. Zanka felt a twinge of heat fly around his face, he really didn't expect this much of a reaction from his body. 

Zanka's eyes furrowed, 'do I... do I have a thing for this type of men?...' Zanka frowned as he thought of such a thing, Jabber reopened the bathroom door glancing over his shoulder at Zanka.

"Well, Zanka, If I'm stayin then where do you suggest I sleep?~" Jabber strutted over to Zanka's bed with a knowing expression on his face. Zanka grumbled, clenching his teeth tightly. Ugh he knew Jabber was going to say that; Zanka followed Jabber but stopped to open his closet, pulling out his own night clothes. The cleaner gave an annoyed glare at Jabber, while smoothly getting his night clothes on at the same time. After he got dressed fully, he put away his robe and walked back over to Jabber.

"If you keep up this act, you're going to sleep on the floor ya' hear." Zanka hissed softly in Jabber's ear, then he got into his neatly made bed. Jabber looked the slightest bit taken aback, little did Zanka know that those words turned him on a little. Jabber bit his lip, drawing out a tiny bit of blood. Zanka got under the covers of his bed, looking at Jabber; his hand trailed over to his night stand to turn off his lamp. Jabber had his back turned to Zanka, trying to calm himself a little before getting in bed with the person he oh so desired. 

...

The light was now off, with only the silence beaming in the darkness. Zanka and both Jabber were still awake, with both of their faces being flushed with light blush. With the bed not being fit for two, Jabber was squished up against Zanka quite a bit. They were back to back of course, facing each other would be a bit awkward wouldn't it? Zanka slowly pants, the heat from Jabber's sweaty back was making it hard to think. With courage, Zanka whispered softly to Jabber. Something he thought he would never utter out to his enemy.

"Jabber...?" Zanka asked out timidly, expecting the raider to be asleep.

"What's up Zanka?" Jabber murmured back, feeling a little excited as Zanka called out his name like that. 

Zanka paused, before moving on for what he was saying. "Do you have feelings for me...?" The cleaner slightly turned his body to face Jabber's back. Jabber paused as well, picking his words thoughtfully. 

"I have taken an interest in you, Zanka." Jabber replied, now shifting his body to look at Zanka. The two men stared longingly at each other before they pulled closer ever so slowly, they both knew what they wanted. 

Zanka made the first move, with his hands slowly trailing over to Jabber's body; fingers traced around Jabber's waist as he pulled the raider more closer to his face. Jabber struck out, with his hands wrapping around Zanka's shoulders. The two men both closed their eyes as their lips met, a warm feeling gushing over the both of them. Zanka slowly pressed up his tongue to Jabber's lips, requesting an entry; with that, Jabber immediately welcomed Zanka in. His tongue lathered the inside of the raiders mouth, with it tracing over Jabber's teeth lightly. As time went on, they both got more needy. With their make out growing to be more sloppy. Zanka was so lost in this pleasurable sensation that instinctively he bit onto Jabber's lip, quite aggressively at that. Jabber slightly digs his nails into Zanka's back, letting out a quiet noise of pleasure. 

"Zanka..." Jabber pulled back a bit, a string of saliva was connected to their lips. His eyes were filled with needs and desires. "Oh... Zanka. Please ruin me..." Jabber breathed out, trembling softly. Zanka winced at those words, making him a lot more hornier than before. 

"I'll ruin you so bad..." Zanka spat out, not feeling like himself. Jabber smiled excitedly as he never really saw this side of Zanka before, he liked it a lot.

"Then come an' get me you sadist." Jabber purred out. Zanka pressed himself closer to Jabber, moving his face to Jabber's neck. He bit down hard, drawing out as much blood and lapping it up quickly after each bite. Jabber slightly groaned, drool dribbled down from his chin. "That-... feels great... oohhh... keep goin..." the raider praised Zanka. Jabber felt his clothed hard on against Zanka's, the slight friction made the two men both whimper together. Zanka regained a bit of his brain back, now with him being overly flustered. He couldn't help himself but slowly grind on Jabber, he didn't know what else to do so he let his instincts kick in. The slow pace was not enough for the both of them, Zanka took control and flipped Jabber on his back. Zanka didn't completely top him, he still had his legs wrapped around his waist and his hands wrapped around his back. Zanka let out a low groan, resting his head in the crook of Jabber's neck. Pressing his sweaty body against Jabber's.

"I-.. hah.. I don't know what-... I'm doing." He confessed, the cleaner tiredly clung onto the other man's body. Jabber grinned ear to ear, he reached his hand over to Zanka's hair and gripped it slightly. 

"Come on my man... mhfmmm... I know you got that dawg incha'..." Jabber slowly blurted out his words, feeling dizzy by just looking at Zanka's face. The raider let out a quiet laugh, loving this view of Zanka. The cleaner let out a soft moan, shivering at the touch of Jabber; his knees slightly buckled as Jabber yanked his hair a bit. Zanka felt weak as Jabber touched his sensitive head of hair, then again he sunk his teeth into Jabber; a little bit harder now. Zanka used his hands that were wrapped around the raider and clawed him and gripped his sides tightly, with these duel movements caused by the cleaner, Jabber lost a bit of his composure. Jabber's tiny whimpers grew more vocal as time went on, with Zanka being on the edge of his whimpering to be considered a full on moan. 

"can we-... get m-more intimate?" Zanka sighs out, drawing his head back from all the biting his was giving to Jabber's neck. Dark blood slowly dribbled from his mouth, and dropped right on Jabber's scarred lips. The raider licked it right off of his lips in a seductive way, with his hand still in Zanka's hair he pulled him close for another make out. Their lips clashed, Jabber could taste the metallic liquid from Zanka's warm mouth. They both groaned wetly into each other's mouths, blood trickling to the side of Zanka's face. Jabber slowly rose up—with his lips still locked in with Zanka's—and slowly pushed Zanka on his back. The men both freed themselves from their close pleasure, Jabber lifted off his borrowed night shirt and threw it to the side. Zanka stripped down as well, with his shirt and now shorts off too. They were both almost nude, with only their boxers remaining. Jabber slowly touched around Zanka's torso, feeling his pale skin and slight muscle; he then darted his head slightly, sinking his teeth into Zanka's shoulder. Zanka let out a pained quiet yowl, he fought back by launching his jaws into Jabber's neck. (so aggressive I'm crine dawg 😭) They both bit down on each other in various of places, mostly the neck, shoulders and torso.

They both fall back, panting. Now with their body covered in bite marks and hickeys (mostly Jabber), Zanka slowly lowered his hands down to Jabber's crouch. Zanka gave him a tired look of question for consent. Jabber bit his lip, forming a smile then he nodded. Zanka slowly palmed Jabber's member, with his other hand trailing up to the rim of his boxers. Jabber let out little noises as he grew to be more sensitive down there with every second that passed. Zanka finally pulled down the boxers, and rested his slightly cold hands on Jabber's shaft. The cleaner's face slightly heated up as he could practically feel Jabber's heart beat through it.

"Took your... damn sw-... sweet time man!" Jabber breathed out, hanging his head back a bit; his face turned into a pained expression as he had no stimulation down there whatsoever other than Zanka's hands slightly holding his cock. He let out a long whimper, he hated the tease Zanka was putting on. Zanka slightly smiled, looking at Jabber as he breathed a little more in a ragged way. The cleaner rubbed his thumb over Jabber's length, at a slow agonizing pace. Jabber scrunched up his face and sat up, he glared at Zanka in a flustered way. Zanka looked at him smugly, before suddenly wrapping his hand around it and slowly gave it a couple of pumps. Jabber let out a very loud whine, making Zanka's eyes go a little wide; not expecting such a sound at that volume to escape from the raider's lips. 

"Lower your tone a little..." Zanka pleaded quietly, worried that someone like Enjin—who he looked up to as his role model—would find out that he was having sex with a raider. Jabber stared at Zanka, with a gleam in his eye.

"It's not my fault Mista Bad Attitude... you teasin me like this is making me needy~..." he purred out his words, a slow sinister grin grew on his cheeky face. "I can be even louda... where I'm screamin out your name." Zanka let out a silent 'gr', before pushing Jabber on his back yet again. Zanka looked down at him, his icy eyes staring directly at Jabber's. 

"If you do that I'll make you shut up." he growled, his body heating up in fright. Jabber got back up to face Zanka, still with a shit-eating grin on his face. 

"Okay then... maybe I should make you the noisy one instead~?" Jabber retorted hotly in Zanka's face. The cleaner blinked, confounded. Jabber trailed his hand over to rest on Zanka's arm, rubbing it slightly; feeling the bites he gave him, but also the roughness of old scars. Jabber looked down and started to guide his hands onto Zanka's clothed member, with a gleam in his eyes. Zanka let out a breath he was holding in, he leaned himself back a little onto a pillow to let Jabber do whatever he pleases with him. 

Jabber started with taking off Zanka’s boxers, now they were both completely nude. Jabber had such a wide smirk on his face; Zanka was panting quietly while he tried to relax his body. The cleaner took the pillow supporting up his head and pulled it to his chest instead, gripping it slightly. His blue eyes trailed up to the ceiling, studying the smooth texture of it. Jabber licked his lips menacingly and laid himself down on his belly, now with his head hovered over Zanka’s shaft. Jabber thought about teasing Zanka like how the cleaner had did to him, but he felt generous for tonight. The raider started off slowly, landing sweet kisses onto the other man’s cock. Zanka shown no stir (so he thought), he kept himself calm as could be. Jabber smirked cheekily as he now can confirm Zanka was trying his best not to lose his cool, he could tell from the way Zanka was slightly twitching between Jabber’s light kisses. (He was in fact stirring… 🤔)

Jabber started again with kissing softly on the other man… but it slowly grew to him gnawing and biting seductively around and on his member. Zanka groaned into his pillow, his eyes slightly half closed.

“Oh come on Zanka!” Jabber lifted up his head as he was now satisfied with his markings. “Don’t hide away from me! I wanna hear you man~!!” And after those lines were said, Jabber licked his lips and quickly lowered his mouth around Zanka's penis. The cleaner bucked his hips a bit at the sudden movement caused by the raider, he lightly let out a long whimper muffled by the fluffy pillow. Zanka was slightly above average, so it was a little hard to get his mouth fully down on his shaft. Jabber felt tears poking out of the sides of his eyes as he slightly bobbed his head up and down at a fairly slow pace. Zanka was in fact noisy, but it was much quieter with his face covered; though Jabber had other plans. Jabber moved his hands up as far as he could and tried to take Zanka's pillow, but with such immense pleasure radiating off of the cleaner it made Zanka clung on tightly to the pillow. Jabber let out a noise of frustration, the sound slightly vibrating around the cleaner's member made Zanka let out another louder pleasured noise. 'Zanka!!' Jabber scrunched his nose while thinking. 'I want to hear those sounds, on full display man!' He sucked hard on Zanka. Again Jabber tried to grab the pillow, Zanka moved the pillow away from the raider's grasp. Zanka slightly moved his face from the pillow.

"I'm-.. angh~... STOP TRYING TO TAKE THE PILLOW." Zanka loudly snapped, but not loud enough to attract any other cleaners to his room; thankfully the walls were thick. Jabber took advantage of Zanka's face being uncovered and started to go at a faster pace, slightly teething Zanka's dick as well for more of a reaction. Zanka let out a gasp at the sudden friction, quickly followed by an array of whimpers and whines; with the sounds now being in the air instead of in a pillow. Jabber successfully took the pillow from Zanka and set it down beside him, satisfied that now he can hear Zanka clearly. 

"Mfph~! Jabber-..." Zanka called out, cutting off a bit as his opened his mouth to let out a silent moan. "I-... I'm getting close, anhffmm..." Jabber smirked slightly.

"Wow, it's that time already?" Jabber mumbled around Zanka's cock, making the cleaner wince a little bit in pleasure. "Give it to me then~..." Zanka gripped the sheets below him before releasing his load in splutters. Jabber opened his mouth widely, catching Zanka's cum inside. The raider laughed a little as he pulled himself up, looking over at Zanka who looks like he was just run over by a train. "I was expecting it to be bitter..." he licked some excess semen off of his lips seductively. "but it's so sweet~." Zanka stared at Jabber with his mouth agape, before laying his head back down on his bed tiredly. 

"I feel bad for teasin' ya' earlier." Zanka murmured, peaking over to look at Jabber yet again. Jabber wiped his mouth while he got up and moved slightly towards Jabber, tapping his finger on Jabber's hard on. He felt it twitch a little, Zanka smiled slightly at that reaction. Jabber tilted his head back while still exchanging glances with Zanka, he excitedly let out a snicker.

"I like where this is goin... where's yer lube Zanzan?" Jabber asked, Zanka looked slightly surprised at the sudden nickname, then he pondered for a second.

"I don't keep lube in my room... though I heard from someone that they keep all of the bathroom stuff in the cleaning closet near the kitchen. So I would assume at least there would be a lube bottle there." Zanka said thoughtfully, while wiping himself down a bit from the way he was slightly sweating. Jabber put a finger to his chin. 

"Do you think anyone else is up? You may want to cover up~..." Jabber started lovingly at all the hickeys and bites he gave Zanka, it was very visible. Zanka blushed a bit before getting out of his bed and picking up his discarded clothes from the ground. 

"One... I don't think anyone would be up at this hour. Two... I'm sure it's too dark to see me clearly." Zanka threw everything back on, with now only his neck and arm hickeys being exposed to people. Zanka scratched his head before going to his door. "I'll be back alright? Better prepare ya' self." Zanka slightly smirked at him, Jabber winked back and the Zanka creaked open the door. He silently shut it behind him and started to make his way towards where the kitchen was. 

With Zanka and Jabber doing all of that movement in the dark, Zanka's eyes were more adjusted to the unlit atmosphere. The halls were silent, and it couldn't be more perfect for him. He saw the dim lighting of the kitchen, with that he knew the closet had to be close. To his luck, he turned to see the closet his was looking for. He trailed himself over to it and wrapped his slim hands around the knob before turning it. He saw lots of things in the cleaning closet, soap, sponges, mops, bathroom products, and many more; he digs around in the closet, trying to look for the sexual stuff like condoms and what he's trying to find, lube. 

"Zanka?" A voice could be heard from behind him. Zanka turned around, scared out of his mind. He relaxed himself as he saw it was just Riyo standing there, she was swaying a little while her hands held a delicate spoon and a chocolate pudding cup. 

"Riyo, gosh you scared me." Zanka let out a quiet giggle, scratching the back of his head nervously. "What're doin up?"

"I felt hungry so I decided to get a little something." she mumbled around her fill as she was ever so slightly chewing. She licked up another spoonful before asking Zanka,

"What are you doin'? why are ya' digging in the cleaning closet." her head slightly tilted in wonder. Zanka couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

"ah... I ran out of soap." He murmured an excuse. Riyo tilted her head back up.

"At this hour?" Zanka paused at her query.

"...I just finished off my soap a couple of minutes ago. I decided to get more now so I don't forget tomorrow, especially since I have that training mission with Rudo." He lied smoothly about the soap. Riyo just nodded, and started to walk off.

"okkk Zank's, oh wait!" Riyo turned back around to Zanka. "Tell Rudo when you can that Tamsy is going to get a sweets package he ordered for us sometime tomorrow. I'm sure that Rudo would make it his striving motivation for him to work harder tomorrow." She snickered, before continuing to walk the way she was going. "bye bye!!" 

Zanka stood still for a second, making sure she was gone. He turned back around and finally spotted a medium sized bottle of lube. He grasped the bottle and quickly shut the closet, making his way back to his room as silent as possible. 'How in the world did Riyo not spot the bites Jabber gave me...' his mouth wavered nervously at the thought. 'Well... maybe she did. oh gosh I hope not...' while walking with his thoughts, Zanka bumped into someone. Zanka let out a pained grunt before turning to see Rudo standing there was his eyes wide.

"Rudo? What the hell are you doing up this late? We have training tomorrow!" Zanka sighed, hiding the bottle of lube behind him a bit out of sight. Rudo touched his hands, wait, hands? Zanka then realized his gloves were off, he felt a pang of sympathy as he stared at Rudo's darkened scarred hands. Rudo looked away, obviously he was as deep in thought as Zanka.

"I was sleeping." He retorted hotly, slightly rubbing his hands uncomfortably. "I was going to get a glass of milk. What're you doing up this late too??" Rudo then snapped at him, Zanka stared at him for a second. 

"I was gettin a glass of water." He responded calmly, tilting his head slightly while looking at the younger cleaner. "Oh, I ran into Riyo earlier. She wanted me to let you know that Tamsy is picking up some sweets tomorrow for us." Zanka couldn't help but slightly smirk at Rudo's reaction. His whole face lit up like he was a young child (which he technically is). 

"O-okay!" Rudo tried to put on a smile. Zanka's face turned to horror. 

"Rudo don't even THINK about it. I'll see you tomorrow." Zanka picked up his pace and started to worry for making Jabber wait. As he walked off, he could faintly hear Rudo excitedly whisper to himself about the sweets while also making his own way to the kitchen. 

Zanka reached his door at last, he let out a long sigh of relief as no one had technically not caught him in the act. He turned the knob to see Jabber up cleaning his bed. The cleaner blinked at him, not expecting Jabber of all people to be tidying up his bed. Jabber slightly glanced up at him and smiled slyly.

"Did ya' get it Zanzan?" He queried, he stopped what he was doing and got in the now neatly (kinda) made bed. "It sure took a while."

"Yeah I did." he let out a quieted groan, he threw the bottle to Jabber while he made his way towards his bed. He sat down on the edge and leaned his head back a bit. "Wasn't expecting people to still be up, luckily I didn't get caught in the act." Jabber slithered up towards Zanka's lap and rest his head down, facing up towards the cleaner. 

"I wonder how they didn't notice the marks I gave you, you have such pale skin~." He teased, wrapping his hands around Zanka's arms. The cleaner huffed in embarrassment, his face darkening with a red hue. 

"They probably did but they didn't say anything about it." Jabber let out a light hum while calmly examining Zanka's right arm. Zanka looked down at Jabber, studying every feature. "I'm surprised you haven't drugged yourself." Zanka said his thoughts out loud, then Jabber had a eureka moment.

"ZANZAN YOU'RE GENIUS!"

"DON'T EVEN THINK ABOUT IT JABBER." 

Jabber let out loud snickers as he laid himself fully back onto Zanka. 

"Hahaehah... I'm just messin with ya', though I kind of want to badly..." Jabber couldn't help but drool a little at the thought, Zanka rolled his eyes.

"You can do that when you're done with me, okay?" He backed himself into the bed more with Jabber still clung onto him. Zanka had his back fully on his bed, he shifted slightly getting his clothes off the second time. Jabber got up and did the rest of the work, throwing Zanka's clothes back onto the floor. Jabber grabbed the lube and splattered it on his fingers carelessly. Zanka let out a small annoyed grunt as he saw what Jabber was doing. Jabber exchanged a glance with the cleaner.

"Oh relax my man! All I have to do is get ya prepped, then you can take ova. Hm?" He suggested in a gleeful tone; Zanka let out a low breath before nodded agreement. 

"Okay, be gentle with me. I don't like as much pain as you do." Zanka warned, Jabber shrugged while getting in between the cleaner's legs. 

"I said relaxxx..." Jabber purred, touching Zanka's legs softly with his one dry hand. The other hand was reaching around his waist, near Zanka's exposed hole. "Lemme know when you're ready, 'kay?" Zanka hesitated, before giving the signal of the go ahead. 

"Alright, go on."

Jabber pushed one of his fingers inside of Zanka, the cleaner let out a pained moan. 

"You seriously- hn... aren't takin' off Mankira while we're having- intercourse??" Zanka clenched around Jabber, his whole face red with pleasure. He twitched a little as he lifted his back up a bit from his bed. 

"Aw you remember their name? How sweet of you~." Jabber ignored the question, shoving his first finger in and out smoothly; then he added a second one, scissoring Zanka open the best he could. The cleaner bit his lip, trying to contain all of his noises of pleasure. It was hard not to though, with a lot of whimpers from Zanka eventually escaping from his mouth in one foul swoop. Jabber felt daring, so he added yet another finger into the other man. Swiftly, the raider moved slickly in and out of Zanka; trying to reach deep in to try to find a certain area for a certain reaction. Zanka fully pulled himself up, panting hard near Jabber's face. The cleaner suddenly reached out and tugged onto Jabber's dreads, pulling him close to his face.

"Kiss me." Zanka demanded, Jabber felt his forehead touch Zanka's as the cleaner continued to pull at his hair. Jabber bites his tongue hotly before locking lips with the other man. They both groan noisily into each other's mouths, Jabber continued to finger Zanka while the cleaner continued to pull his hair. Jabber let out a high pitched whine as Zanka started to gnaw inside of his mouth sloppily, the cleaner felt close so he signaled for Jabber to stop, he wanted to release himself while riding on the raider. They pull away from their heated make out, Jabber pulls out his fingers and Zanka slides his hand out of Jabber's dreads. Jabber licked his finger's seductively as Zanka watched him.

"You ready Zanzan~?" Zanka's mixed fluids dribbled down from Jabber's smooth lips. Zanka moved his body on top of Jabber and pushed the raider down to lay down. Zanka started down at Jabber with a hungry gleam in his eye, the raider guided Zanka down. The cleaner felt Jabber's tip prod against him, Zanka shuddered a little as he started to push himself down onto the other man. Jabber couldn't help but whimper slightly, his smooth grunts were soon to be broken to be replaced by higher pitched whines. Finally, Zanka slid himself all the way down with Jabber's length now fully in. Zanka felt a surge of confidence as Jabber let out a low pleased wail of pleasure.

Zanka grunted, rutting his hips on Jabber's throbbing dick. He took his hands and pinned them down on Jabber's forearms. The raider can feel his pulsing shaft in Zanka's warm interior, he let out a couple of short breaths then one strangled whimper. It was all too much, but it was all too good.

"oh~ Zanka... P-l...pluhhaahggh...~" Jabber babbled out nonsense to the man topping him. Zanka cocked an eyebrow at him as he picked up him pace.

"What was that? I need to hear clear words from ya' Jabber." The raider felt tears peirce his eyes to eventually slowly drip down his cheeks. Zanka digged his nails into Jabber's skin, leaving crescent shaped markings on his arms. Jabber let out a strained wail, his usually low tone was in a higher pitch now with all of these sensations pleasing him.

"S-ghhh... Zank's- ...HN~" the raider gasped out. Zanka grew heated as he saw Jabber summit to him, it felt so good to see his enemy under his control; he found it so pleasuring to see. Zanka winced as his dick twitched on top of Jabber stomach, he was already getting close. The raider regained some of his mind and reached out his hand, giving Zanka's cock a surprised jerk. Zanka widened his eyes and his mouth opened to release out a choked yelp, his mind blanked a bit before releasing onto Jabber. The sticky residue stuck on Jabber as Zanka continues to ride it out on him. 

"g-g...ah~... Jabber you- s-sick bastard..." Zanka picked up the pace, not even caring about edging Jabber anymore. The raider let out a long string of whines, biting his lip aggressively for more of a sensation. Zanka glowered at Jabber, his face turning in various of pleased looks.

"D-didn't I ever tell ya'... hauuhh~ that-... you're so beautiful~..?" Jabber tilted his head, he looked like he was about to pass out just from looking at the cleaner. "gosh... fuck... I'm close Z-... hnn..." Jabber couldn't even finish his sentence before letting out a moan. Zanka scoffed before lowering himself onto Jabber, biting his neck to make another mark out of the very many. Jabber could almost see stars before his mind blanked, with him finally releasing inside of Zanka. After the climax, they both rested up on each other; not moving an inch. Their sweaty bodies mixed as they slowly panted on each other, hot breath was being thrown everywhere. Zanka felt like he could just sleep like this, he was too tired to even pull himself up. As much as he wanted to, he can feel Jabber's hot liquid lodged inside of him; leaving that in will make it hard to get it out in the morning. Zanka heaved himself up with all of his strength, sweat dribbled down from his forehead. 

"Nooo... Zank's-..." Jabber mewled, looking like he was going to sleep at any moment. "Don't leave... please?" he cracked open one of his purple eyes, the color glinted at the cleaner wishfully.

"I have to take another shower, you cummin' in me makes me have to." He got off of jabber, feeling the uncomfortable lingering stickiness from both of their cum. He got his feet to the floor, his stance wobbled unsteadily. Jabber tilted his head as he tried look at Zanka from his unmoving position. The cleaner looked back at him, with a sweet look.

"Stay put, okay?"

. . .

After ten minutes, Zanka came back out of the shower looking refreshed from earlier. He threw on only his boxers and looked back to see Jabber cleaning his bed again... Very poorly. The raider looked on the edge of passing out from complete exhaustion, but Zanka could tell he cleaned himself up along with partly the bed. He was so tired he didn't even notice Zanka coming back.

"Jabber? Why are ya cleanin my bed, I coulda done this y'know." Zanka trotted towards the bed, Jabber jerked around like he'd seen a ghost. His eyes softened a bit as he realized it was the cleaner.

"I wanted to sleep comfortably, y'know??" He mumbled, twiddling his thumbs a little. Zanka looked at the bed, it seemed clean enough. 

"You seemed fine with sleeping while your dick was inside of me." Zanka snorted, getting into his bed at last. Jabber also thrown himself into the covers, the tiredness hit them like a train. Zanka got settled in, yawning immediately after he got into bed. Jabber scooched himself against Zanka, wrapping his arms around the other man. Zanka smirked lightly at the raider. "Needy aren't you? I've never seen this side of you before."

Jabber rested his chin on Zanka's shoulders. "No one really has." He softly murmured. Zanka clung onto Jabber, feeling his vision being darkened ever so slowly. He soon to find himself in slumber with the man he never thought he would ever love.

Epilogue ❤️‍🩹

An alarm clock blared loudly in the air, Zanka groggily opened his eyes as tiredness still clung onto him; not only tiredness but Jabber's here too. He quickly squirmed slightly out of Jabber's arms and turned off his alarm. He turned to face over at the raider, he lightly tapped his nose.

"Jabba' wake up." He hissed silently to the other man. Jabber groaned as he planted his face into one of Zanka's pillows.

"Five more minutes Cthoni... Zodyl can waitttt..." Jabber whined out, obviously half asleep. Zanka let out a long sigh, using his hands to rub his eyes awake. He successfully wriggled out of Jabber's arms, falling into the floor with a big 'thunk'! Zanka grunted slightly in pain, then propped himself up with his elbows and eventually got up.

Sunlight beamed through the window then onto Zanka, now he can REALLY see the bites and hickeys Jabber gave him. 

"You've gotta' be kiddin'..." He winced, putting his hand on his forehead. He eventually got moving to get ready and to get his cleaner uniform on, he likes to wake up an hour early before any morning mission he had. He sighed out in relief as he then realized most of his uniform covered up Jabber's marks. He laid his uniform on his bed then disappeared into the bathroom to do miscellaneous things. He reappeared after a few minutes and got dressed quickly. He wondered over to his mirror and looked to see if any hickeys or bites were visible. One was, it was a high hickey on his neck. It was faint so he should be in the clear, unless someone really looked at it. He grabbed Assist Staff and hugged it tightly, staring over at Jabber who was still asleep. He was worried that someone might find Jabber in slumber, but he decided to let Jabber rest for now. 

"I'm getting somethin' ta' eat," he made his way towards his door. "Not like you're awake to hear me."

"Ghhr...." Jabber mumbled, still in the same sleeping position. "Get me- granola..mm.." he said a little more clearly, Zanka smirked slightly then left his room. He strides steady to the kitchen, to get toast or something easy to make. Since he was an early bird, no one awoke around this time so it was perfect for him. With the sole exception of...

"Ah Zanka! You're already ready? You have like an hour before Rudo gets up." Enjin was sitting slumped near the kitchen table, with a coffee mug in his hand. Zanka strapped Assist Staff to his back, trying to keep a cool face.

"Good morning Enjin." He said in a soft tone, continuing to walk in the kitchen and stopped himself to get a few pieces of white bread. Enjin took a light sip of his coffee, eyeing Zanka with somewhat of a knowing expression.

"So, did you get a good sleep last night?"  Enjin said out in the open. Zanka froze, his hand that held a slice of bread hovered over the toaster. He regained himself almost immediately, inserting his two slices of bread in the toaster. 

"Somewhat..." Zanka trailed off, looking timid. He set out a paper plate then went to the fridge for some jam, he heard Enjin sigh a little behind him.

"You don't have to lie y'know."

"A-about what?"

Zanka turned around to look at Enjin nervously, with a jar of grape jelly. The other cleaner had an 'come on seriously?' look before breathing in. 

"You're lucky all the rest of the cleaners are deep sleepers, just know that I'm a light sleeper." Enjin set his coffee down, and started to chuckle. "I can't believe you got with a-!! HAH! A raider of all people!" Zanka's face flushed a deep hue of red, he grabbed a knife and set it down near his plate.

"You've heard all of that??" Zanka yelped, taking the now fully toasted bread out of the toaster. Enjin's grin faltered slowly, now having a calm composure. 

"I'm not mad atcha' kid, just don't follow in that weirdo's footsteps." Enjin picked up a nearby newspaper, glancing at one of the subtitles. Zanka quickly prepared his two slices of toast, then hopped over to the pantry to grab a singular granola bar. He got his plate and quickly walked out of the room. 

"Ohmygoshohmygosh no NOOO." Zanka bit his lip in frustration. "He HEARD all of that??" Zanka paced towards his room in embarrassment, thinking to how pathetic he sounded last night. He opened his door to see Jabber fully clothed and had his back on his bed. Jabber lifted his head, frightened a little before smirking to see it was Zanka.

"Zanka my friend!" He stretched out his arms, his raider uniform squeaked a bit from the leather. The cleaner threw the granola bar onto Jabber. Zanka set his plate on his night stand and plummeted himself into his pillow. Jabber gave him a confused look. "Yo what's up my man?" He opened the granola bar that Zanka gave him, then he gnawed onto it.

"Enjin KNOWSSSUHH..." He groaned into his pillow, sounding devastated. Jabber put a finger to his lip, before shrugging.

"Who careeessssuh, besides did he even scold you about it?" Zanka paused, before quietly murmuring a muffled 'no'. Jabber threw his finished wrapper away in Zanka's nearby trashcan. "See? Nothin' to worry about!" He glanced at the cleaner's window, thinking a little bit. Zanka lifted up his head to side eye Jabber, then fully got up to stare at his lover.

"Have to go now?" Zanka questions, picking up his plate of food; taking a bite out of his slightly warm toast.

"I would love to stay but I think I'd get it the way..." Jabber giggled a little before walking towards Zanka, he quickly sat next to the cleaner and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "I'll see you around?" 

Zanka stared at him in awe before smiling sweetly, then his hand slowly rose to slightly touch his kissed cheek. "Yeah, I'll see ya' around." 

Jabber picked himself up and stretched, before making his way to Zanka's window. At first he struggled a bit to get it open, then eventually he got it. Jabber looked back one last time, smiling widely and cheekily, then he made his way out and climbed down. Zanka sat on his bed, staring out at his opened window for a long bit. Before chuckling to himself. Enjin's words echoed through his head then and there. 'A raider of all people!'

"Yeah, I don't know why I choose that specific raider either." He sighed out.