Dinner seemed to only last five minutes, which it probably did but usually everyone got carried away with conversation. The RED sniper devoured his salisbury steak fast, thanked the engineer for making dinner, and headed back to his room. On his way the sniper absentmindedly ran his hand through his hair. Gettin' pretty long, need a trim soon he thought, it was nearly down to his shoulders, almost enough to put into a ponytail. As he came to the entrance to his room, he found it to be open, I never leave it open, who could'v…..nah, couldn't be… He stepped cautiously inside the door looking for anything else that may be out of place to signal a break-in. As he continued to examine his room, the door suddenly closed behind him and the smell of cigarettes became more apparent, making him shiver in anticipation at what was to come next.
"Your room is awfully messy, mon amour." the BLU spy purred in a low tone, gracefully advancing towards the sniper with one side of his mouth quirked into a devilish smirk. The spy stopped a few feet from sniper, regarding his hair with a tilted head.
"Getting a bit shaggy, non?"
"Is there a problem with my hair?" the sniper retorted
"Not at all petit, tes cheveux sont très beau, but if you ever have the urge to cut it you only have to call and I'll be happy to assist you." the spy said in a lighter, more thoughtful tone.
"Well, I suppose it wouldn't hurt" the sniper said thinking about often it got in the way. The spy pulled up a chair and the sniper acquired a pair of scissors from a drawer, then the spy quickly got to work. It was obvious that he'd done this before as his expert hands quickly cut away several inches of hair from the sniper's head. Sniper let out a soft moan as spy involuntarily tugged lightly on a section of hair, praying that the spy hadn't heard it. Pray as sniper might, however, the spy's ears picked up on the small sound, and smirked behind sniper. Continuing on, the spy therefore made a greater effort to run his hands through sniper's silky hair, tugging as he went, accidentally of course, causing sniper to continue to groan.
"I'm going to need you to lean back a bit, to make sure it's straight." the spy said
The sniper did as he wished and tilted his head back, and the spy put a warm hand beneath his head to support it. They made eye-contact then, and a thought quickly passed through spy's mind as to how effortless it would be to simply lean down and entwine their lips. The sniper felt a rosy blush rising to his cheeks at their proximity and turned his head, hoping spy didn't notice. The spy's gaze became clouded in longing and he gently put a hand on either side of sniper's face and angled it towards himself. Then he let their lips brush once, twice, before sniper got impatient and put more force into the kiss, causing the spy to gasp in surprise. The sniper took this opportunity to ravage the spy's mouth, letting his tongue freely caress the inside of spy's mouth. His mouth tasted like cigarettes and something so unique and addicting, but perhaps that was just the nicotine talking. They broke for a second and stared at each other wordlessly, both quite out of breath from their passionate embrace. The spy slithered around the chair going to sniper's front Well so much for haircuts… he thought for a moment and sat down achingly slow, making sure to straddle sniper in the most sensual way possible. The sniper wasted no time picking up where they left off, one hand running up and down spy's back and the other gripping his thigh. The spy slowly put all of his weight on him, subtly grinding himself into sniper, forcing him to let out soft moans that continued with increasing volumes. Spy quickly silenced sniper with his own mouth, letting his hand snake around to the back of his head and lightly rake his nails across his neck. He pulled back slightly and purred in sniper's ear.
"Not too loud, mon chaton, someone might hear…" although the look in the spy's eyes assured sniper that the spy didn't give a flying fuck if anyone heard them. As sniper went in to kiss him again, the spy quickly grabbed his hips and spun him around lightly shoving the sniper down onto the bed. The sniper was stunned for a second, but he had no time to think about it because in that moment the spy was back, towering over him with a knee between his thighs, kissing him soundly, a hand on either side of his head.
"Mon dieu, je t'aime" the spy growled under his breath, leaving sniper to wonder what he said, seeing as he spoke no french. The sniper started to remove his shirt, and the spy's eyes widened, sitting back on his knees he quickly freeing himself of his suit jacket and undid the first few buttons before sniper pulled him roughly by the tie, forcing him to crash his lips to spy's. After that, the rest of their clothes were removed in a passionate haste, leaving the both of them in their briefs, even though sniper already had ripped his boxers off. They both made love passionately, the one never finishing without the other. After their height of ecstasy, they fell back on either side of the bed, breathing heavily. The spy maneuvered himself into the crook of sniper's arm and they both fell into a deep, relaxing sleep.
The sniper jolted awake to the unwelcome sound of a trumpet blasting throughout the halls. His eyes fluttered open only to find an empty still-warm spot on the opposite side of his bed. Sniper sat up and stretched, suddenly aware of how sore he was, some places more than others. He leaned to his side and rubbed his backside. Bloody hell…. my ass is sore he laughed
The next morning sniper walked into the meeting and everyone was laughing and being louder than usual.
"What the bloody hell is going on?" sniper groaned
"Hurr Hudahah!" the pyro garbled gleefully
"The what?" Sniper answered back, he never could understand pyro.
"There seemed to be some cats makin' an awful ruckus last night, wouldn't stop yowling, couldn't get a damn inklin' o' sleep." the engineer explained.
Just then the sniper turned beet red and frantically stuttered out "Yeah….cats….heh….if you'll excuse me" as he left the room in a hurry.