It was the end of another normal battle. Soldier was proud. Every crocket, every shotgun blast, every wildy-swung shovel, made Soldier a very proud militant. Pyro was looking pretty proud too. Soldier grinned. "I guess we have something in common; a burning hate for filthy BLUs, and a burning love for the art of war." A relatively affirmative muffle was Pyro's reply. Soldier heard something. Pitter-pattering footsteps were a trademark call. Soldier whipped around and shot a fleeing Scout in the arm. Scout doubled over in pain and ran into the ground. Soldier stood over him, but it was Pyro who delivered a clean killing blow by fireaxe. Soldier chuckled. "If you two are done, I believe that's the last of them" Spy practically sighed. "Alright, dearie. What's gotten you all worked down?" Soldier asked with an enormous grin. "A good battle is cause to celebrate!" Spy looked Soldier in the eye. "A bit of levity is appreciated, but I'm not so boisterous a person as you are."
The base was quieter than usual. Scout was whittling the beginnings of a bat and chuckling, Sniper was practicing his shooting on the resident wildlife, Pyro was observing a flaming stick, Medic was watching Pyro watch the flaming stick, and Soldier was sharing a pint with Demo. Eventually, Soldier had the pint that he decided would be his last, and went down to his "bunks". Before climbing in, Soldier was struck by an odd thought. He smelled awful. "Well, if I don't want Lieutenant Bites chewing on my bones by morning, I should probably wash."
Soldier went whistling to the showers. They weren't communal, it was just expected that people make their showers snappy. "Hm. Snappiest shower in the world, coming up", Soldier said with a confident tone. He undressed, and stepped into the Pyro. "Hm?" Soldier's gaze snapped upwards from the floor into the Pyro's acryllic eyes. "Did I interrupt your shower?" Soldier asked, still naked. Pyro shook his head. "Well, maybe you didn't take yours yet?" Pyro inclined his to the side, and gestured to the shower with a "mphh". "Well, thank you, but you really can go first." Pyro gestured again to the shower, murfling louder. "Well, I won't take the shower first, but I guess I'll let you go.." SOldier had to stop and think of a comprimise. "At the same time!" Pyro thought about it, and then nodded. "Well, let's go then!" Soldier grinned.
Once in the shower, Soldier was busy scrubbing the top of his helmet, and noticed Pyro was still wearing his suit. "Heh, you really never take that thing off, do you?" Pyro laughed. "Well I never take my helmet off either, so we have something in common there." Soldier laughed along. Pyro was washing himself, but watching Soldier. Soldier felt complimented. "Hey, you don't really get to see these much during battle, do you?" Pyro quickly looked away. "Aw, no need to stop, I don't mind!" Pyro slowly looked back towards Soldier's not-unimpressive pectorals. Soldier very much appreciated the attention, and made sure to give Pyro a good view of his muscles as he cleaned. Eventually, Soldier felt Pyro's hands on his back. "Hey, I don't mind," Soldier laughed. As Soldier washed, Pyro's hands went all up and around Soldier's body. A rub here, a stroke there, Pyro made sure to admire every bit of Soldier's built body without letting any one part go unnoticed. Soldier was done washing, but he at least knew where this could be going, and he liked it. His hands went towards Pyro's face, and bought his rubber-clothed head towards his.
Pyro went down with renewed purpose, and the filter on his nose came off. Before Soldier knew it, his cock was being worshipped like it had never been before. Soldier dared to look downward, and found that Pyro was trailing the frontal tube of his mask up and down Soldier's magnificent phallus. One couldn't see anything, in between the mask and the tube on it, but Soldier was liking it, and made sure Pyro knew by easing Pyro's head further down the cock. Pyro started going faster, and it felt wonderful. His mouth was shaped like a goddess's own, and his tongue worked to enhance the experience that much more. Soldier couldn't resist doing his part, and continued pushing Pyro's head up and down the shaft. Soldier came into Pyro's throat, and Pyro could feel the warmth gushing into his mouth. Soldier's cum was a thick flow of savory tang, and Pyro's continued sucking proved that he wanted more. Luckily, Soldier's incredible stamina obliged, and they both enjoyed the next half hour quite a bit.
Soldier emerged from the shower, cleanest he'd been since Miss Pauling's last mandated shower. "Well, you fight like a war god, and blow like a sex goddess." Pyro didn't reply, and instead gave Soldier a long, close hug. Soldier hugged Pyro back. "If you really feel that way, then I don't think being war partners cuts it for me anymore, either".