I don't own TF2.

Chapter 14

The look that Misha had given him was doubtful but a hidden lust lay behind those sweet blue eye that Klus had come to know. Without a word, the blue medic lay back on the bed, rubbing his own clothed thighs as if to prove to the Russian he was unafraid. The giant was frozen where he sat, watching the smaller blue as if to make sure that he was truly ready and not going to push him away again. The giants gaze felt like a weight on in his heart as he waited anxiously for the others response. Sweat littered Klus' forehead as time ticked by. Finally, Misha shook his head with a sigh as he rubbed his face. Smiling, the larger man stood up, easing the medic's nerves. "Very well," Misha spoke after what felt like an eternity. "But we do this my way." He lifted up his index finger as he lifted his fist. "First, need a safe word. If either of us want to stop." The giant paused, staring down at Klus who had pushed himself up by his elbows as he focused his attention on the giant patiently. "The word will be 'heart'." Klus nodded slowly, suddenly feeling more assured in his decision as Misha lifted his middle finger beside his index.

"Second. We do not rush." Another thing the blue medic could agree on. Silently, he once again nodded as his heart began to pound excitedly as a third finger was risen. "And last..." Pausing for effect, the Red heavy chuckled before going to his door and locking it and heading to the other side of the room and retrieved a radio. Holding it up, Misha grinned. "Need music. Team must not hear." Blood rushed to Klus' face as he sat up entirely on the bed and crossing his legs and resting his hands into his lap. He had no clue why he was sulking now. Maybe it was from the current embarrassment of the possibility of being heard by his lover's team. Sure the walls and door was thick but Klus was sure that the Russian wasn't going to take any chances. So lost in thought, he never noticed Misha step to the desk that rested not too far from the bed and set the radio on top of it. It was a simple machine that resembled a boom box more than anything with it's large size.

"Won't your team wonder why you have such loud music playing?" He questioned, playing with a bit of loose string that stuck from the quilt of the bed. "Nyet." Answered his large lover with a rumbling chuckle from where he stood, adjusting the radio. "Play this a lot. Loudly. Lets them know to..." Misha paused whatever he was doing to look to the ceiling, trying to find the English word he was looking for. "Go away?" The last bit came out more of a question as he looked to the medic on the bed for confirmation. Klus nodded. "That makes sense." Hearing the radio start up, his heart pounded quickly now as the anticipation was almost overwhelming him. Biting his lip, Klus grabbed the bottom of his cold and wet shirt to remove it when a large hand stopped him and the other held onto his chin in a light grip. Looking to stare into Misha's eyes in question, he stopped, feeling the hand that had kept him from removing his shirt went around to drag him closer to the giant body before him.

With the music beginning to beat loudly behind the giant, Misha pressed his forehead against Klus' minding the small round glasses that sat on his face. The blue medic could feel the warm breath of his lover as he spoke softly, feeling the warm air brush his face like a feather tracing his skin. "If anyone undresses you," The giant began, gently pushing Klus to lay on his back with the giant over him. "It is to be me." with those said, Misha kissed Klus' milky white skin on his neck below the ear he had spoken those words in. The German closed his eyes, feeling the warm and gentle lips of his lover graze his neck, placing butterfly kissed with each passing moment. His gloved hands reached up and around to grasp the Russian's back with a sigh. With this, Misha's large hands trailed slowly down the blue's sides and up the shirt, just barely able to squeeze between the fabric and the smooth back of the medic.

The touch felt like fire to him and he liked his. Groaning quietly, he could tell he was making an expression. The pleasure of those large hands caressing him was pleasing and he found himself desiring more as he let out a soft moan that was silenced by both the music and his lover's mouth covering his own in a soft lusty kiss. Only pulling away for Misha to remove Klus' shirt, they once again found themselves locked together, mouths savoring the taste of each other with their hands roaming the bodies of the other, mapping out their frame. With one hand on his back, the medic felt Misha use his other to grope his backside. Sighing in his pleasure, his eyes closed tightly, arching his lower half to give the giant more room for the and to grab. Klus began to match the giant's movements as his own hands wondered down Misha's back, earning a groan from the man above him as his gloved hands slipped under the shirt, lightly scaling the taut muscle that many had assumed was fat on the heavy. "Take them off..." The small whine from the larger man almost shocked the medic. "Need to feel you." Groaned Misha as the hand that once rested on Klus's back went to set itself on his chest. "No gloves. Take them off." Repeated the giant with a moan.

"B-But my arm." Klus found himself moaning back. "One is metal. It wouldn't be the same." The giant hand on his behind was now rubbing his face soothingly and once again his eyes landed on the heavy's. "Does not matter." Misha soothed with a warm smile, once again pressing their foreheads together without breaking eye contact. "Is part of you. I need to feel all of you." Something in the blue's heart touched him and he felt wetness in his eyes and he didn't hesitate to remove the rubber gloves he had put on before he left the base. As they fell to the floor with a flop he once again returned to caressing the large body above him, expecting the Russian to shiver from Klus' cold, metal hand touching his warm skin. But he didn't. The man just smiled as if it was normal before resuming to kissing his smaller lover, pushing the blue's body into the mattress of his humongous bed. Closing their eyes; they became more urgent in their movements. As they kissed and Klus' hands explored the large body hovering above him, his eyes shot open as Misha's large hands played with his nipples, making the medic arch and call out breathlessly. Groaning, his lover's fingers played with his body again and he found himself whining as his member hardened from inside his pants. Misha's lips had returned to his neck and with a rumbling chuckle, the giant lowered his head to the blue's chest.

The feeling of Misha's warm mouth suckling on one of his nipples, letting his tongue toy with it, made Klus arch up more violently, crying out in pleasure as he dug his nails in the back of his lover, pushing the Russian's face further to his chest. The rumble in the giant's body told the medic that the heavy was finding just as much pleasure from the action the blue made as his hands seemed to kneed the red heavy's back like a cat. Misha removed his head from the nipple to rest beside the medic's head to whisper in his ear. "The noises." He whispered huskily as his large hand groped Klus' aching crotch, causing the smaller man to gasp. "Makes me so hard." to prove this, Misha ground his hips with the blue's, earning a pleased gasp for his efforts. Turning his head to the side, his eyes clinched shut tightly as he moaned and whined each time their clothed erections rubbed together. Oh, Klus could feel how hard his lover was. He could also feel how large the man was and his fear from earlier came back up. For a moment, he was reminded of Vlad. He was reminded of Vlad as Misha rubbed his bare sides and linger on his pants. Seeing the face of Misha's twin over him. Opening his eyes, he saw the pleasured face of Misha, not Vlad.

He had not looked at his rapist during the act. But this, the lovemaking between him and Misha, he was going to treasure the moment as he was determined to look at the face of his lover. Reminding himself that he was with Misha, the fear had fled and once again, he was filled with pleasure as he almost tore the shirt from his lover, gaining a chuckled from the red heavy who was none the wiser about the smaller man's earlier mental battle. Now both shirtless, Klus went to the giants neck, kissing it and savored every moan he had earned for the effort he had made. "Bitte." He begged, feeling Misha's hand hesitating around the fly of his pants. "Bitte. I need you." his pants were removed so fast that it appeared as a blur. He never felt his lover lifting his legs into the air to remove the fabric; never did he feel the cold as his erection freed from the confines of his pants;having forgotten to put on underwear and momentarily glad for his laps in memory as his hard member was pressed against Misha's warm belly, moaning as skin made contact and the giants hand cupped his behind as it had earlier. Feeling the giant's thumb trace his crack and circle his entrance, he moaned, letting his own hands to fly to the zipper of the heavy's pants and yanked the trousers down after he had unzipped it; the heavy's erection sprung out, leaking precum and leaving a trail as it did so.

Misha moaned as he head felt his own aching member touch the cold air before pressing their bodies together as best he could. With his free hand, he grabbed something from under his pillow as the rest of his pants dropped away and onto the floor. Moaning, Klus felt his legs forced open but also, requiring his own participation as Misha refused to shove his way in between the medic's thighs. Wrapping his arms around the giant's neck, he spread his legs as wide as he could, kissing the giant's neck as he did so. There was a moan from the Russian and the lube he had grabbed from under the pillow was lathered onto the giant's fingers. "Are you ready?" He asked huskily. Klus nodded, feeling his body stiffen when he felt his lovers fingers enter him. The experience felt weird and it hurt a little. He whined his discomfort and Misha was quick to kiss his lips and eyes lightly. Pausing in their movements, the heavy hushed his whimpers soothingly. "Need you to relax, Klus." He soothed, rubbing the medic's back as he did so. "It would hurt if you don't."

"J-Ja." He whispered and took a few deep breaths in an effort to relax his body. Feeling his body settle into the sheets, the finger continued its movements. This confused Klus. He had never felt this and had no understanding of why the heavy was doing this but he kept silent. It wasn't until the finger brushed up against his prostate did he even have a slight bit of understanding. Crying out, he arched onto the finger, begging and writhing. With a chuckle, another slick finger was inserted. It was a bit disappointing that the giant didn't even try to touch that spot in him again. His displeasure must have shone on his face because Misha spoke again. "Do not want you to enjoy self too much. Need to save fun for best part." Klus just frowned. Even as a third finger was inserted, he felt himself being stretched. Sure it felt good and Klus was moaning on the bed, red faced as he pushed against the fingers again. As the fingers left him, did he whine again and hide his face into the crook of Misha's neck.

A kiss was placed on his temple as he felt Misha move about and something slick and even larger than all three of those fingers were inserted into his entrance. Gasping, he held tightly to the giant and bit into his lovers shoulder, hearing Misha groan as he paused to let Klus adjust to his size and wrapping his large arms around the medic's small frame. Panting and gasping, Klus shortly felt Misha pump in and out of hims, pushing his member further and further into the blue's body each time he went in. It was painful. Tears fell from his eyes and memories from his rape came to mind. But kisses from Misha and soothing and praising whispers in his ears soon kept them at bay. This kept on and although Misha was being slow and gently, it was still painful. But to Klus' relief, the pain soon gave away to pleasure as the giant soon seated himself fully into the body below him as he kissed the tears that Klus had shed earlier, away.

Groaning softly, the blue kissed the heavy's lips as he hung his arms around Misha's neck as he tenderly wrapped his legs around the large body. Kissing Klus back, their mouths continued this dance of passion as it grew hotter and heavier as they did so. With his arms around the smaller body, Misha sat up, bringing the medic with him, who moaned as gravity forced his body further onto the giants erection. The red heavy smiled, pleased that his lover was finding pleasure in this, he lay down on his back against the pillows, making his smaller lover pull away and stare at him confused. "We go at your pace. Will not hold you down." the giant cooed as he rubbed the medic's back. Understanding dawned on Klus' features as he gave a small smile as he got up, pulling the giant's erection out of him slightly before shoving back down. Both moaned with the action. When Klus had been a teenager, he had studied such acts but with the time period being what it was, he never got the chance to see if it worked. Giving a breathless moan, he repeated the action, enjoying the friction and gasping before calling out as the heavy's member scrapped against his prostate.

Misha moaned as he grabbed Klus' hips. the slow movements were like torture to him and the warm walls of the medic surrounding his cock felt wonderful as it had been years since he had taken a lover. Just barely able to contain himself and keep himself from thrusting wildly into the man that straddled him, he moaned once again as Klus had begun to speed up the process. Giving in, he thrust up slightly to meet Klus' pace, Groaning, gasping, writhing, heaving. They panted. The blue had never felt such pleasure in his life. Even intimate moments with his ex-wife never felt so good. As he pleasured himself on the giants cock and moaning as the larger man met with his movements, their bodies were in sync as Klus' hands roamed the Russian's body and tweaked a nipple in his normal hand. The giant called out, almost above the music that played loudly to hide the noises they made. The large hands that held his waist pushed him back down on Misha's body, one hand straying and grabbing Klus' neglected erection that wept as a warm touch came into contact.

Head thrown back, Klus howled his pleasure as they sped up. The bed creaked with their movements and it wasn't long before Misha had flipped them over to pound Klus into the mattress, despite saying he wasn't going to. But Klus found he liked this position better as his legs were thrown on the heavy's shoulders so Misha could get a better angle. It was a sweet torture as his prostate was hit each time the giant gave a thrust. The blue ended up wrapping his arms around the large body and calling out as he felt his climax drawing near. Kissing each other once again, their hands wondered aside from the one that pumped Klus' member. The bed squeaked and shook violently as their movements became more frantic until they came, howling each others names, freezing in place as Misha filled his insides while the medic painted their fronts.

It took all the heavy had not to fall on top of the blue as he came down from his high. Instead, he rolled onto his side, landing on the bed tiredly as he pulled out from the body beneath him. Panting, Klus smiled and rolled on his side to snuggled into Misha's chest. Snorting lightly as he grinned at the medic's behavior, he wrapped his arms tiredly around him. "You are alright?" he questioned, giving a quick kiss to the smaller man's lips. Klus gave a tired laugh. "Ja, Considering that I'm not bleeding. I don't think I'll be able to walk tomorrow." He chuckled and closed his eyes, almost falling asleep if it weren't for the music still playing. The giant grumbled at that. "I should turn that off." With a nod from Klus, Misha stood up weakly and strode up tho his desk where the radio sat. Just as he turned it off, there was a loud bang followed by the ground shaking violently. Looking out the window in an instant, he saw the blue base on fire as the resst of the blue team ran out into the snow to escape the smoke that leaked from the building. As they gathered, Misha could spot the blonde engineer count them. He must have noticed that their medic was missing and turned to the base and called out for the medic.

Looking over to his sleepy lover, he saw that Klus was watching him, wide awake and alert. "What happened?!" Shrugging, still on shock, the giant inspected the blue base closely and noticed a gaping area where part of the building used to be. "Part of the blue base blue up." He answered, not bothering to hide his surprise. Klus, was on his feet in an instant, ignoring the pain in his ass and the dribble of cum that leaked from him and down his leg; he hobbled to the window and gasped, gripping Misha's arm.

"Those are my rooms!" He exclaimed wildly as fear filled his being. "Someone blew up my room! Someone tried to blow ME up!"