i found this in my notes app and yo, it's not bad

it's smutty

and also a little set up so it makes sense, alex is a hitman assigned to kill john but he accidentally got in a relationship with him and he was just given the ultimatum of kill him or be killed

Alex

"So that's it then?" He shakes, glaring at up at me as I hold the gun to his head, "You're just gonna kill me?"

"Of course, it's my job after all." I hiss, hiding the tremble in my hand. If I don't do it, I'm fired. Literally killed. But if I do, I lose the person I love.

"You're an asshole." He says plainly. "I never loved you."

"W-what? Are those your last words?" I stare at him, completely thrown off. He never loved me? That couldn't be true. I have too much evidence against it. His attitude is completely changed, I thought he'd be sobbing for his life right now, how soft and precious he is. Or was. "Seriously, your last words are gonna be a lie?"

"None of its a lie, I'm telling the truth." He shrugs. "You are an asshole, and, I never loved you. You're not really my type." He pouts, looking me up and down.

In my moment of temporary shock, he moves, way too quickly, grabbing the gun in my hands and moving out from under me, standing up and pointing the gun at me. "You move I shoot you."

I freeze, frowning. "Jackie I-" I move towards him, but there's a bang, and a sharp, crying pain in my foot, and I scream, grabbing it.

"I told you I'd shoot you." He looks at me with a blank expression. "I'm hurt Alex, you really were gonna kill me? I thought you loved me..." He pouts.

"I swear to god, I'm gonna fucking-"

"I'm gonna stop you right there. I doubt your boss would be happy if he found out you were threatening his best agent." He smirks at me.

"Wha... You're Medusa?!" I stare at him, and his smile only grows. The best hitman in the game, rumoured he's so fast you never see him coming. "No way... You... But..."

"Oh get over yourself." He scoffs.

"...You didn't mean it when you said you didn't love me, right?"

"Well, I'm not one to have unrequited love now, am I?" He glares at me like it's obvious.

"Since when was it unrequited?"

"If you really loved someone you would die for them." He walks forward slowly, through the puddle of my blood, and points the gun to my head. "Tell me you love me Alex."

I stare at him, unable to speak, opening my mouth but no sounds come out. If I tell him I love him, he kills me; yet if I don't, he might still kill me.

Do I love him? Can I say that I love him, do I really mean it. After everything, everything we've done. Maybe I just fell for a ruse. A lie. His entire personality seems to be fake. But how much of it was real? How much of him did I actually fall for?

I have no idea. Do I trust him?

Do I love him?

"I..." I bite my lip, looking up and meeting his eyes. "I love you John."

I shut my eyes, waiting for him to pull the trigger and my world to end. Instead, I feel a pair of lips on mine and I open my eyes, surprised.

"Since you were so nice I thought I might at least make the moment nice before I blow your brains out."

"I'd rather you fuck my brains out." I state, with genuinely nothing else to lose.

He stares at me. "Is this some pathetic attempt to screw your way out of death?"

"Sure," I grin at him. All throughout our relationship him in bed was always very different from his soft outer personality, and to sum it up our sex life was fucking wild.

Maybe I really can fuck my way out of death. I fucked my way into this situation and I'll fuck my way out.

"Fine then. Let's play a game for your life." A sick grin rests on his face and he stands up. With the hand not holding the gun he unzips his pants and pulls out his half hard dick. "If you can make me cum I'll let you live."

"I'm literally bleeding out right now."

"Stop exaggerating. Plus you've done worse under worse conditions, I read your file."

"Touché." I smirk, licking a stripe up his dick. He quivers.

I continue, knowing what he likes, pressing a trail of messy wet kisses along his cock as his hand tangles in my hair and he tugs.

"Don't edge me." He groans, pressing the gun to my temple.

"Sorry baby." I kiss the tip, before taking some in my mouth, bobbing my head slowly.

I gradually speed up as his grip on my hair increases, taking a little bit more in my mouth.

I gag slightly, but he doesn't let me move my head away. I continue.

"Fuck." He curses under his breath. I take that as a good sign.

The hand holding the gun relaxes slightly as he shuts his eyes, tipping his head back. He must be close by now.

I pull off of his dick, going back to licking and kissing it, occasionally taking some of it back in my mouth, teasing him incessantly. However much he complains, he loves it when I tease him.

"I swear to fucking god Alex." John grunts, tugging on my hair as a reminder.

"What's the matter?" I pout. "Are you close?" I kiss the head of his cock, grinning up at him. I could tell he was close to cumming.

Instead on replying, he just pulls my head towards him, shoving his member to the back of my throat.

I gag, but he moans, and I start sucking, bobbing my head, deep throating him. He moans again, louder this time.

"Oh god, fuck! I'm gonna cum." He says, biting his lip and shutting my eyes and I feel a rush of the white sticky liquid shoot into my mouth. I pull my head back as his grip on my hair loosens. He holds my chin, tilting my head up. "Swallow."

I hesitate, but swallow it all, forcing it all down my throat, and smile at him.

"Good boy." He praises me.

He stuffs his dick back into his pants and zips them up, putting my gun in his back pocket. "C'mere." He bends down, lifting me up bridal style and I hold onto him, wrapping my arms around his shoulders.

"Where are we going?"

"Hospital, I shot you in the foot." He starts walking, holding me with ease.

"What are you going to tell them?"

"Hit and run. Hitman had incredibly bad aim." He smiles and I giggle. "You give great head. Hey can I tell you something?"

"Sure."

"That gun only had one bullet in."

"You bastard!"

"It was your own gun! At least I shot you."

"That's not an at least you prick, you made me suck your dick."

"You would have sucked it anyway you horny fuck, be honest."

"Yeah you're right." I sigh.

"My god I love you so fucking much."

"Stupid dork, I love you too."

"When your foots all healed do you wanna get married?"

"As long as you promise not to shoot me again."

"No deal."

"John."

"Fine. But only because I love you."

"I love you too."