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Sun peeks through the leaves as a gentle wind rustles the forest. The greenery seemingly untouched as birds sing and a hidden brook bubbles. It's peaceful.

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That is until an unfortunate engineer falls into the clearing, having not seen a fallen log covered by the grass.

"Dag nabbit!, you sure this is the way we're supposed to be going ?"

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"Nope." Taurie said simply, shrugging as he looked at the crudely drawn map Scout had given them. "Mean, the boy drew a tree...ah assume that means the forest. His cartography skills leave...a lot to be desired. You ok?" He sighed, looking down at his friend sprawled out on the ground.

Under one arm Taurie carried his pet goldfish. Kumquat was securely nestled in his mobile ball and the plump fish looked down at John curiously.

"Ah don't know...think we should of made it by now. Why is our new base so remote anyway?"

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Sighing from the leave litter he'd found himself in John pulls himself back to his feet, patting down his now slightly damp dungarees of loose dirt and leaves.

"I'm fine, I'm just pretty sure we're lost," the shorter man huffs, shielding his eyes from the sun to look round the forest and its near identical trees," should have taken that ride from Sniper when he asked.... I ain't even sure this is the right direction anymore...no base should have been this off the road, ain't even a footpath."

"Ah don't know about that... If we'd rode with Snipes we'd of been ridin' with all his jars in the back. Least one of us would have..." Taurie grumbled, feeling rather ill at the thought of the jars of jarate clinking together in the back of the man's van.

"Mean, we've been to some remote bases before... Too bad we don't have a way to get a birds eye view." Taurie mused. "How are you at climbin' trees?"

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Being reminded of the number of jars Sniper regularly accumulated John makes his own face of disgust, he's sure some of those break every once and a while and the man doesn't really notice....

Following Tauries eyes to the surrounding trees John sighs in thought before replying," Used to be ok at it...ain't sure id be much good anymore, got a lot softer since then, and robotics ain't light...you'd probably have a better chance, least you can reach higher," out of the two Taurie was defending the taller of them after all.

"Have to be careful either way, no respawn out here, and I'm not to sure what way to go if we needed help..." He says quietly, almost to himself. John worries about Taurie getting hurt while they wander about lost, he couldn't help him when he has no idea where to take him for help or a medkit.

Sun peeks through the leaves as a gentle wind rustles the forest. The greenery seemingly untouched as birds sing and a hidden brook bubbles. It's peaceful.

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That is until an unfortunate engineer falls into the clearing, having not seen a fallen log covered by the grass.

"Dag nabbit!, you sure this is the way we're supposed to be going ?"

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"Nope." Taurie said simply, shrugging as he looked at the crudely drawn map Scout had given them. "Mean, the boy drew a tree...ah assume that means the forest. His cartography skills leave...a lot to be desired. You ok?" He sighed, looking down at his friend sprawled out on the ground.

Under one arm Taurie carried his pet goldfish. Kumquat was securely nestled in his mobile ball and the plump fish looked down at John curiously.

"Ah don't know...think we should of made it by now. Why is our new base so remote anyway?"

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Sighing from the leave litter he'd found himself in John pulls himself back to his feet, patting down his now slightly damp dungarees of loose dirt and leaves.

"I'm fine, I'm just pretty sure we're lost," the shorter man huffs, shielding his eyes from the sun to look round the forest and its near identical trees," should have taken that ride from Sniper when he asked.... I ain't even sure this is the right direction anymore...no base should have been this off the road, ain't even a footpath."

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Dell was amazed when he heard the team was getting another engie, wouldn’t have through RED had so many to spare after his years of working solo. Not that he was complaining though, Taurie had been loads of help and with this new fella Dell figured he just might start having more free time than he knew what to do with…

The knock on the garage door pulled dell from his worries, and looking around he realized he had actually finished clearing the new workspace about five minutes ago and was just sweeping nothing along the floor.

Placing the broom down and shaking the thoughts from his head Dell came over and hefted the door up, clicking the gate it into to place and greeting the new face with a smile and howdy.

It had been a long journey to get to the new base but John was hopeful about his new team. Or he's trying to be, after the mess of his last one falling apart he is just trying to not get too anxious before he even meets his new teammates.

He'd heard his old pal Taurie was here, but also another Engineer he didn't know. Well he can't be too bad if Taurie likes him right?

With a box under his arm, toolbox in hand and a backpack weighing him down John struggles his way from his Truck to what he's been told is the workshop door.

He really hopes this is the right one.

Knocking on the metal with his fist he starts fidgeting with the goggles on his forehead, and brushing off the invisible dust of his dungerees.

As the metal of the door clicks up out the way he smiles himself at the taller man, feeling himself relax a bit at the man's friendly smile and warm greeting.

"Howdy yourself, I'm John, your new Engineer, glad to be working with you. "

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Running about the battlefield isn't new to John but the general good will of the other RED team member is startling. They barely know him and already they are more interested in keeping him alive than his old team. Even if that's just to point him in the right direction to spawn.

Feeling good about the battle he quickly returns to his nest, automatically checking and repairing his gear. That is until he hears a distinctive explosion.

Having been in this unending war for so long, and with the gear used by the various classes being monitored, you end up learning odd things. Such as the noise of a sentry exploding because of a sapper.

Had Dell set up nearby?

Frowning John turns to his own sentry seeming to fiddle with the machine as he listens to the area around him. By no means quiet out in battle John had been forced to learn to take care of himself on the field without aid in the past, so as something moves towards him he doesn't miss the sand being kicked up in his peripheral vision.

Dropping his wrench John pivots and grabs ahold of an invisible neck before hoisting the man against a nearby wall. His gloved hand round the spy's neck John's eyes are cold as the man flickers back to visibility," Now that ain't nice to do to a fella on their first day," he quips as he slowly squeezes.

Seemed someone had managed to hold the spy off a little, least enough that Dell walked out of respawn just in time to see the sapper take out his own teleporter, and then watch his sentry go out as he stepped on John’s telly.

Considerably pissed, Dell was doing his best to keep his temper and plan where to set up next when he thrown off guard by teleporting in just in time to see John whirl and grab the spy before him.

In a flash both his anger and battle plans were thrown out the window as he watched his gloved hand squeeze the man’s windpipe, a quick spike of fear coming over him; not of John, but of the throb of arousal he felt in his pants at the sight. Slightly worried by how excited the thought of John’s hand on his throat made him, as he had never liked choking before.

His worries were eased as he watched John crush the spies neck and knew that at least he didn’t want. Probably just liked the idea of John holding him tight anywhere… like John’s ass clamped down on his-

“Look at ya gettin’ more kills than me already.” Dell said, cutting his own thought off before it was too late while stepping over the spies corpse to give John a playful elbow nudge as he passed him to go collect metal from his dispenser.

To avoid getting horny he let his worries take control for a moment. He remembered over hearing his Ma complain about how if she wasn’t careful they’d try and replace her with someone younger and more attractive, but never thought he would have to worry about such things. John however was all that and brains.

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Dropping the dead Spy John looks round at Dell, in mild surprise, not expecting an audience. Though having been in this line of work a while he isn't too worried about killing in front of his teammates. It's expected after all.

He does chuckle as he's elbowed by the man as he goes past, he has no idea that Dell might be worried. He imagined Dell being an extremely competent Engineer. He's more worried about not measuring up than doing better than the man.

As it is John gets out his shotgun as Dell uses his dispenser, keeping an eye out for trouble, though he wanders towards his dispenser as he does so. It might be a battle but he likes having teammates he can rely on, and likes being in Dell's company," Sure that ain't true, just got lucky with spy's."

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Screwing in the last bolt of the new engineer’s desk, Dell stood and leaned on the structure to test it’s sturdiness. Smiling when it stood strong, then looked over to across the workshop where Taurie was moving boxes to free more space for the new arrival. For a moment Dell just watched, admiring the way he could see Taurie’s back muscles flex as he lifted. As the cow-man put down the box, finishing and wiping sweat off his brow, Dell decided to speak up.

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So caught up in the beautiful man below him and all his sweet sounds Dell made the fatal mistake of forgetting that he had two handsome suitors.

The sensations; the shock of Taurie sneaking up on him, John’s fingers clenching excitedly on his fingers, Taurie’s udders weighing soft and heavy on his back, John’s balls tickling his cock, Tauire pressing him into John. All that mixed with their sweet lusty purrs and moans, It was all too much for the poor man, and Dell came with a loud whine of mortification and bliss; splattering a small burst of cum on Johns’s taint.

It was a small release, not very satisfying but the surprise of it was enough to make his arms shake as he tried to remove his hand from John and wiggle his way out in shame.

Squished between the two though, it was a difficult task, his janky movement only seeming to make John’s ass clamp down harder on his hand as he brushed his sweet spot, but he got it free just in time to yelp as Taurie suddenly pulled back and lifted him to sit on Johns back, his thighs straddling John’s sides like he was about to ride his bucking broncho, and he might as well have been when John jumped and moaned as Taurie entered, then before Dell knew it he was trapped between again, thighs hugging John’s side and Taurie bent him to his flexible limit against John as the lovely man thrashed in bliss, and Dell couldn’t help but feel jealous again, as either John was very responsive or Taurie was very good with his dick. He hoped it was both.

Resigning, not unhappily, to the fact he couldn’t get away Dell shifted so he was riding almost laying than sitting up, and let soft moans out as one hand he reached around and tried to snake his hands under John to feel those tits, his own ghosting John’s head as he used his other flesh hand to hold himself up on the desk. Glad they had large desks.

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Hearing Dell pushed over the edge so quickly made Taurie chuckle softly, hand going around to the man’s chin to tip his head back.

“Ah’ll let ya take a breather but ya ain’t gettin’ off that easily.” He drawled, patting his cheek before letting go to focus on how John was squirming around him. His hands go to the Engie’s love handles, squeezing and grinning in appreciation. It seemed surreal that this was happening, though if it was a dream he desperately didn’t want to wake up, not yet.

Before if he could ask if John was alright his hips were rolling, and judging by the sounds the man on the bottom was making he was more than ok. With a snort Taurie pressed his forehead to Dell’s back as he tried to find a rhythm, the broad side of his horns pushing into the muscle.

"Ya got two riders, John. Able to buck for us both?” He asked between hot puffs of breath.

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Screwing in the last bolt of the new engineer’s desk, Dell stood and leaned on the structure to test it’s sturdiness. Smiling when it stood strong, then looked over to across the workshop where Taurie was moving boxes to free more space for the new arrival. For a moment Dell just watched, admiring the way he could see Taurie’s back muscles flex as he lifted. As the cow-man put down the box, finishing and wiping sweat off his brow, Dell decided to speak up.

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*Post-raid, the door to the company lounge was pulled back, to reveal two women waiting there-- as different from one another, as chalk was to cheese. One, was without a doubt, Miss Pauling. Her penchant for purple, gleaming cat-eye glasses, and arms perpetually burdened with (morally-ambiguous) paperwork were a dead giveaway--even at a distance. However, her 'companion', in this case tended to only be the complete opposite. Her eyes were clear and brown, unobstructed by glass, she came in a good many colors--from the thick silver bangle adorning her ankle; to a knit green shawl protecting her shoulders from the punishing local weather. And, at least at present, there was little more than a dufflebag--and the (awkward , but thankfully flat) load of a canvas in tow at the time. *

*What really set them apart, however, seemed to be their behavior. Miss Pauling certainly seemed glad to see the approaching party, but was otherwise completely indifferent to his physical state at the time…But the stranger, bless her, could not have seemed MORE concerned that a wound on his face seemed to be trickling down his cheek (and jaw and SHOULDER)--so like a stream in spring D: *

*Within seconds she'd kicked her belongings aside, riffled through the pockets of her yellow sun-dress, and ultimately presented him with a clean handkerchief-- all before they even had a chance to exchange names; likewise.*

" --A-Are you alright, sir?" * She stammered, pressing the very same hand to her cringing lips, once he'd taken the fabric from her.* "…That looks-- awfully painful."

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"--Not at all!" * The woman replied, which wasn't surprising, considering his face was still leaking like a rusty watering can at the time XC. She hesitated just long enough to retrieve her items from their initial resting places, likewise, and then jogged the few feet it took to join him--already poised in the threshold beyond.*

*When the subject fell upon his chosen profession, however, her expression hovered between sincere interest and hasty knowingness…He was wearing overalls at the time, which were textbook-tough by nature, and although most of the blood staining them was his own--of course--there were still plenty of others to 'pull' from: Dirt, sweat,stray ink…and after crashing with her father's guild as long as she had, the incredibly specific stench of oil, for example--was neigh unmistakable to her.*

"…And 'culinary services'." * Alex eventually answered , once his explanation seemed to conclude.* "--If you ever ate at the Sunset lounge , in town…at least before someone torched it , anyway--"

*Her face briefly flexed with displeasure, at the obvious detail. But at the very least, it explained why someone that read as little more than a civilian, at the time--would have been walked right in--and by their own handler no less…And to be perfectly honest, if she were extra-unlucky, one of their own was probably responsible anyway.*

"--Then you probably ate one of my pies, or casseroles." * She continued, just the same, likely having time enough by now--to have made 'peace' with the incident:* "…The owner let me apprentice, so he could take more time at home, with his bride."

*Speaking of 'feeling the effects', though, the brunette was careful to reach out and at least palm his elbow--not wanting to intrude--but still unsure if the blood-loss was starting to effect his constitution…Sure, the amount on his face was not as bad as that would otherwise require, but there was--afterall--an entire battlefield outside he could very well have dripped on first.*

"--John?" * He heard her little voice echo, from a much closer position off his shoulder next, and could only feel the slightest bump of her fingers on his arm--a second later.* "…A-Are you alright?"

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"Culinary services Hu? ,Now that's an addition to the base I'm all for," he says conversationally, leading her down the stain marked and worn corridors of the RED base," you know I'm fairly new here to, so I haven't been in town much yet, though I do remember a sweet pie, tried to replicate it here after, ain't sure it was quite the same."

Hearing her old place of work had been *torched* is slightly awkward, he hadn't been about for the even but it's more or less a 50/50 chance that the pyro who likely did it was in RED rather than BLU.

He shoots the woman a sympathetic,if slightly awkward smile at the news and tries to push past it for now," sure the other team will be real jealous we got such a swell woman looking after us now, some of the fellas ain't the best cooks."

Having been looking ahead of himself as they walked and talked John turns to her as he feels the gentle touch of her hand on his elbow, looking around he smiles softer at her and replies," don't you worry Ma'am, I'll be right as rain when he get to the workshop," though his reassurances are slightly ruined by the soft man tripping over his own feet as he says this, catching himself on the wall and looking embarrassed as he does so.

"I'm fine! Sorry, right, this way," he pushes off and hurries a bit faster ahead, the workshops door in view now. He wants to avoid her seeing his flushed embarrassed face as well.

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Screwing in the last bolt of the new engineer’s desk, Dell stood and leaned on the structure to test it’s sturdiness. Smiling when it stood strong, then looked over to across the workshop where Taurie was moving boxes to free more space for the new arrival. For a moment Dell just watched, admiring the way he could see Taurie’s back muscles flex as he lifted. As the cow-man put down the box, finishing and wiping sweat off his brow, Dell decided to speak up.

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This was different than the few threeways Dell had done before: All with teammates he had known long enough be sure it was just simple fun and relief, little get togethers where you put yourself wherever there was room.

Here however, Dell knew very well feeling were involved. How could he not when he eagerly melted unders Taurie’s attention, and John’s gleeful laughing made him grin like an idiot. Every reaction John gives making him feel foolish for thinking he could give him up. The man’s personality was just as sexy as his body.

Dell let himself get lost in the kiss, his hands roaming Taurie’s back, feeling the strong back muscles till and pulling himself up to press their chests while they kissed. When Taurie then changes back to John, Dell couldn’t help but laugh too, a stupid smile on his face as he caught his breathing, though his laughing made it so it took a moment or two before he helping.

Or helping as much as he could while stick giggling like a fool each time the horny men arched or bucked away from his attempts to disrobe them. Still, he manages. The soon they are nude the sooner he can refocus on getting a few handful of John’s tummy and give him some kisses, that is if Taurie would leave him with enough breathe too.

“Beautiful, damn gorgeous.” He purred, reaching out and rubbing thighs as they were revealed. He only hated that he couldn’t hold all four of them, but settled for one thigh grab per lover, and then let himself just bask in how wonderful each thigh was, Taurie’s more firm and John’s more soft and he couldn’t decide which he liked better, even if he wanted to Dell doubted he could pick, so he basked in the fact that at least for now he didn’t have too.

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Other than the thought that these two had no idea what they were getting into Taurie was focused on nipping and sucking what patches of skin he could, dispenser already setting itself up. Feeling Dell’s strong fingers kneading into the muscles of his thigh his tail twitched, brushing across the Texan’s arms.

In a quick movement his hips rolled, length prodding at John’s ass. In heat he wasn’t exactly one for preparing a partner(not that he’d had any during such times) and John was at risk of being mounted dry, and without prep. Luckily Taurie managed to pull back, giving an irritated whine.

Shaking his head he let the man go only to turn and see that sultry expression on Dell’s face, jumping into him like an excited puppy, hips furiously grinding against the man’s thigh until with a loud low he climaxed against that sweet Texas flesh.

“Might have a few minutes to get ready fellas.... Really don’t wanna hurt no one.” He mumbled, rolling onto his back to enjoy the few moments of relief before he was back to climbing on top of either man.

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It seemed like such a long time since he'd last seen the RED base, so long since he was last here before his temporary transfer between teams.

As he pulls up to the cracked familiar walls in his truck he can't help the smile pulling at his lips.

He wonders if everyone's still here, still the same as he left. He'd changed a bit since he left....

Hopefully his old friend Taurie is still here though.

As The Engineer climbs out of his truck, a bag thrown over his shoulder he can only hope for the best as he trundles inside in the early morning.

While it was early Taurie was already up and going over his to do list for the day, a mug of steaming coffee in his other hand. He was fixing to go check the wiring in one of the outlets in the infirmary when he heard the sound of a car door.

Pausing he looked back toward the door he had just passed, a slightly confused expression on his face. They rarely got visitors, except for the occasional personnel from administration that delivered their supplies.

Backtracking he tucked his list in his belt and went to open the door.

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"maybe", he offers the man, unsure how cute he might have been, his mother's friends seem to have thought he was, but then he was the younger son, maybe he'd have been "cute" even if he was a little monster.

Comfortable in the bed, and feeling toasty next to his friend, John does shift a little, if only to try not to start giggling at one tickly tail brushing against his leg. He wants to brush his fingers through the little tuft of fur but doesn't want to bother Taurie...he doesn't like it after all, as cute as it is.

"would be fun", he hums, honestly not too bothered by what tomorrow would bring, he's sure it will be ok whatever happens, though Taurie's comment does make him pause and frown a little.

Scooching closer to his friend John wraps the man in a hug, with both his arm and stump wrapped best he can round him, resting his head on Taurie's shoulder as he gives him a squeeze.

"it's ok Hun, it's more comfortable this way, the metal can make the end ache sometimes, and if it gets cold ma whole shoulder gets stuff, it's only an issue if I forget I've taken it off, or if you feel uncomfortable, OK?"

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Screwing in the last bolt of the new engineer’s desk, Dell stood and leaned on the structure to test it’s sturdiness. Smiling when it stood strong, then looked over to across the workshop where Taurie was moving boxes to free more space for the new arrival. For a moment Dell just watched, admiring the way he could see Taurie’s back muscles flex as he lifted. As the cow-man put down the box, finishing and wiping sweat off his brow, Dell decided to speak up.

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It seemed like such a long time since he'd last seen the RED base, so long since he was last here before his temporary transfer between teams.

As he pulls up to the cracked familiar walls in his truck he can't help the smile pulling at his lips.

He wonders if everyone's still here, still the same as he left. He'd changed a bit since he left....

Hopefully his old friend Taurie is still here though.

As The Engineer climbs out of his truck, a bag thrown over his shoulder he can only hope for the best as he trundles inside in the early morning.

While it was early Taurie was already up and going over his to do list for the day, a mug of steaming coffee in his other hand. He was fixing to go check the wiring in one of the outlets in the infirmary when he heard the sound of a car door.

Pausing he looked back toward the door he had just passed, a slightly confused expression on his face. They rarely got visitors, except for the occasional personnel from administration that delivered their supplies.

Backtracking he tucked his list in his belt and went to open the door.

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"might have come up a time or two," he teases his friend,smiling snuggly as he takes the offered fish food from him.

Though as Taurie sits beside him and talks softly he feels his chest turn to mush. He is glad he can make Taurie feel comfortable, that he makes Taurie feel like his bovine nature doesn't change who he is.

Holding the fish food with one hand John wraps the other round Taurie to drag him into a hug, mainly as John feels sentimental.

"well I appreciate you as my friend Taurie, your a sweet man, and it means a lot to me."

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The hug is nice and John enjoys it as Taurie returns the gesture. He'd really missed his friend and getting to hold the man again has his cheeks softly blushing as well.

Though that blush becomes much brighter as they release each other and his friend instead calls him "fine company".

Laughing from his own nerves John is smiling all the same as he watches Taurie, still passing the fish food between his hands.

"well got to have my first night here be a kicker don't I?"

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Patting the heap of covers that is his friend John does take the man's advice and gets up to feed the fish.

"they are cute ain't they", John says casually as he takes and sprinkles some food into the tank. Hopefully letting Taurie relax instead of feeling embarrassed.

Chuckling as he watches the fish swim after the flakes John puts the food down and smiles back at Taurie before taking his time removing his own dungerees.

Unlike Taurie he has a undershirt, so though he ends up in his boxers when he folds up his dungerees and puts them to the side, he still feels more covered than Taurie probably had.

Happy with what he's wearing John hums in thought before also removing his robotic arm.

It is a small bed after all, any saved space would probably be good, and Taurie isn't likely to be happy if he wakes up cause a metal hand hits him in the night.

Going to the bed he grabs one of the extra blankets and sits on the edge," come on scootch up," he teases as he joins his friend.

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Laughing as he's pulled into the bed Joh. Shuffles about to get comfortable with a smile. He trusts Taurie and has missed him, he feels comfortable in his company.

He is happy not to comment on Taurie's embarrassment as well. It makes sense to him and it doesn't matter much to him how they position themselves on Taurie's bed. He has a cute tail anyway.

Chuckling as he wraps his arm round his pillow John adds to Taurie's thought," is a bit like a sleepover, ma brother liked playing with tents and fires to, though I wasn't a sassy kid, kinda quiet I think, shy, liked hiding behind ma mother's apron," he smiles at the memories of his childhood.

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Screwing in the last bolt of the new engineer’s desk, Dell stood and leaned on the structure to test it’s sturdiness. Smiling when it stood strong, then looked over to across the workshop where Taurie was moving boxes to free more space for the new arrival. For a moment Dell just watched, admiring the way he could see Taurie’s back muscles flex as he lifted. As the cow-man put down the box, finishing and wiping sweat off his brow, Dell decided to speak up.

Clinging tightly to the gun like a life line Taurie took a few breaths to calm himself before he registered that John was offering to help him up.

He felt like some sort of starving, feral mutt who now found a piece of prime meat being dangled in front of him...

It only took their hands linking for a moment before he lost the will to care about what the others would think. Fuck it.... in more ways than one.

Feeling harder and more wound up than he ever had in his life he gave John a hard yank to pull the man on top of him, giving a playful growl and nipping at his neck, his legs going to wrap around those plush love handles as he assaulted his friends throat. At some point one hand had reached out and grabbed Dell’s ankle in a death grip.

If he was going to indulge in a fine meal, then by God he was going to have dessert too.

Grinding his hips into the man above him he bit at his shoulder, harder than he would normally, marking him as his. At some point the rifle let off another round, the bullet pinging and ricocheting just past Dell’s shoulder with a loud ping. The noise enough to snap Taurie back to his senses for a moment.

The man froze, mouth full of John’s shoulder, his face turning a shade of red to rival his shirt.

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Dell had thought he was a good few mile from being even close to religious; that although he used a fair bit of vocab that suggested a an almighty, that was just force of habit from growing up in a deeply Christian small town.

Yet, as Taurie grabbed his ankle and he felt the strength in that grip, Dell found himself outright praying in his head, hopping that his Sunday School teacher had somehow been right in saying their was a higher power out there that would grant him the strength to repress his sexual urges.

Dell needed it, he needed a god because there was no way any mortal man could have the strength to listen to John’s moans and whimpers, and Taurie’s growls and groans, and still walk away, more or less not roughly palm themselves through their overalls like Dell was doing now.

When the bullet flew by, Dell barely noticed it, all he heard was the metal ping and the noise sounded far too much like a boxing matches bell for him not to think it was his turn to tag in.

Horny past reason and ears ringing he turned and collapsed onto his knees, and straddled John, letting the man’s soft body cushion him, shaking hands coming down past John to try and hold Taurie, he wanted to pull him up and press them both to John.

He bit John’s other shoulder, a broken whiny noise escaping from his mouth as he dug his teeth in, not too hard but a sharp enough bite that it would sting a little and leave a mark.

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Dell snaps out it a little at the snort, freezing like a gun was just cocked at his head, a moment of panic as he lets John fall out of his mouth and his eyes shift to watch Taurie come to his ear, ready to be threatened again like the stud incident earlier.

However when Taurie started biting him instead Dell gasps, not having even realized he had been holding his breathe until Taurie’s attentions forced excited moans out as he rutted harder against John’s ass. The logical part of Dell’s brain reminded him that Taurie wasn’t in his right mind and that his actions couldn’t be trusted, but real or not he wanted Taurie’s affection too much to just let it go now.

Melting into the bite, Dell let his bear hug relax. It wasn’t exactly how he’d (shamefully) imagined it a two weeks ago when he’d last jerked it; no instead it was far better than he could have dreamt with John here. He had only know the man for a day but already he was giving Dell the warm feelings he got around Taurie.

It was all so perfect, that when Taurie pulled back and apologized, Dell couldn’t help the absolute haggardly disappoint look he gave Taurie back, silently begging the man to please not be saying he didn’t want them here.

The look only a lasted half a second though before John’s sultry tone grabbed his attention, and he closed his eyes and shivered as that chuckle did thinks to him, his mouth suddenly feeling dry he gulped as he got ready to give a teasing reply back.

But when he opened his eyes to see John shirtless and Taurie fondling him the only words that left his mouth was a whispered. “Fuck”, as his hand, still shaking, unclipped his overalls and began to hurriedly remove them while also fumbling to unbutton his own shirt.

It took a great deal of effort to take his eyes off John’s soft delectable body, but somehow Dell managed to shoot a look at Taurie as he hopped around, trying to get his right leg out of his overalls, his shirt hanging open. The irritation of his cloths bringing him back to his senses for a moment.

“I uh, I swear I meant to take ya out to dinner first.” He sputtered before returning his attention to his cloths and swearing.

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Screwing in the last bolt of the new engineer’s desk, Dell stood and leaned on the structure to test it’s sturdiness. Smiling when it stood strong, then looked over to across the workshop where Taurie was moving boxes to free more space for the new arrival. For a moment Dell just watched, admiring the way he could see Taurie’s back muscles flex as he lifted. As the cow-man put down the box, finishing and wiping sweat off his brow, Dell decided to speak up.

Clinging tightly to the gun like a life line Taurie took a few breaths to calm himself before he registered that John was offering to help him up.

He felt like some sort of starving, feral mutt who now found a piece of prime meat being dangled in front of him...

It only took their hands linking for a moment before he lost the will to care about what the others would think. Fuck it.... in more ways than one.

Feeling harder and more wound up than he ever had in his life he gave John a hard yank to pull the man on top of him, giving a playful growl and nipping at his neck, his legs going to wrap around those plush love handles as he assaulted his friends throat. At some point one hand had reached out and grabbed Dell’s ankle in a death grip.

If he was going to indulge in a fine meal, then by God he was going to have dessert too.

Grinding his hips into the man above him he bit at his shoulder, harder than he would normally, marking him as his. At some point the rifle let off another round, the bullet pinging and ricocheting just past Dell’s shoulder with a loud ping. The noise enough to snap Taurie back to his senses for a moment.

The man froze, mouth full of John’s shoulder, his face turning a shade of red to rival his shirt.

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Dell had thought he was a good few mile from being even close to religious; that although he used a fair bit of vocab that suggested a an almighty, that was just force of habit from growing up in a deeply Christian small town.

Yet, as Taurie grabbed his ankle and he felt the strength in that grip, Dell found himself outright praying in his head, hopping that his Sunday School teacher had somehow been right in saying their was a higher power out there that would grant him the strength to repress his sexual urges.

Dell needed it, he needed a god because there was no way any mortal man could have the strength to listen to John’s moans and whimpers, and Taurie’s growls and groans, and still walk away, more or less not roughly palm themselves through their overalls like Dell was doing now.

When the bullet flew by, Dell barely noticed it, all he heard was the metal ping and the noise sounded far too much like a boxing matches bell for him not to think it was his turn to tag in.

Horny past reason and ears ringing he turned and collapsed onto his knees, and straddled John, letting the man’s soft body cushion him, shaking hands coming down past John to try and hold Taurie, he wanted to pull him up and press them both to John.

He bit John’s other shoulder, a broken whiny noise escaping from his mouth as he dug his teeth in, not too hard but a sharp enough bite that it would sting a little and leave a mark.

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It seemed like such a long time since he'd last seen the RED base, so long since he was last here before his temporary transfer between teams.

As he pulls up to the cracked familiar walls in his truck he can't help the smile pulling at his lips.

He wonders if everyone's still here, still the same as he left. He'd changed a bit since he left....

Hopefully his old friend Taurie is still here though.

As The Engineer climbs out of his truck, a bag thrown over his shoulder he can only hope for the best as he trundles inside in the early morning.

While it was early Taurie was already up and going over his to do list for the day, a mug of steaming coffee in his other hand. He was fixing to go check the wiring in one of the outlets in the infirmary when he heard the sound of a car door.

Pausing he looked back toward the door he had just passed, a slightly confused expression on his face. They rarely got visitors, except for the occasional personnel from administration that delivered their supplies.

Backtracking he tucked his list in his belt and went to open the door.

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"might have come up a time or two," he teases his friend,smiling snuggly as he takes the offered fish food from him.

Though as Taurie sits beside him and talks softly he feels his chest turn to mush. He is glad he can make Taurie feel comfortable, that he makes Taurie feel like his bovine nature doesn't change who he is.

Holding the fish food with one hand John wraps the other round Taurie to drag him into a hug, mainly as John feels sentimental.

"well I appreciate you as my friend Taurie, your a sweet man, and it means a lot to me."

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The hug is nice and John enjoys it as Taurie returns the gesture. He'd really missed his friend and getting to hold the man again has his cheeks softly blushing as well.

Though that blush becomes much brighter as they release each other and his friend instead calls him "fine company".

Laughing from his own nerves John is smiling all the same as he watches Taurie, still passing the fish food between his hands.

"well got to have my first night here be a kicker don't I?"

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Patting the heap of covers that is his friend John does take the man's advice and gets up to feed the fish.

"they are cute ain't they", John says casually as he takes and sprinkles some food into the tank. Hopefully letting Taurie relax instead of feeling embarrassed.

Chuckling as he watches the fish swim after the flakes John puts the food down and smiles back at Taurie before taking his time removing his own dungerees.

Unlike Taurie he has a undershirt, so though he ends up in his boxers when he folds up his dungerees and puts them to the side, he still feels more covered than Taurie probably had.

Happy with what he's wearing John hums in thought before also removing his robotic arm.

It is a small bed after all, any saved space would probably be good, and Taurie isn't likely to be happy if he wakes up cause a metal hand hits him in the night.

Going to the bed he grabs one of the extra blankets and sits on the edge," come on scootch up," he teases as he joins his friend.

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Screwing in the last bolt of the new engineer’s desk, Dell stood and leaned on the structure to test it’s sturdiness. Smiling when it stood strong, then looked over to across the workshop where Taurie was moving boxes to free more space for the new arrival. For a moment Dell just watched, admiring the way he could see Taurie’s back muscles flex as he lifted. As the cow-man put down the box, finishing and wiping sweat off his brow, Dell decided to speak up.

Clinging tightly to the gun like a life line Taurie took a few breaths to calm himself before he registered that John was offering to help him up.

He felt like some sort of starving, feral mutt who now found a piece of prime meat being dangled in front of him...

It only took their hands linking for a moment before he lost the will to care about what the others would think. Fuck it.... in more ways than one.

Feeling harder and more wound up than he ever had in his life he gave John a hard yank to pull the man on top of him, giving a playful growl and nipping at his neck, his legs going to wrap around those plush love handles as he assaulted his friends throat. At some point one hand had reached out and grabbed Dell’s ankle in a death grip.

If he was going to indulge in a fine meal, then by God he was going to have dessert too.

Grinding his hips into the man above him he bit at his shoulder, harder than he would normally, marking him as his. At some point the rifle let off another round, the bullet pinging and ricocheting just past Dell’s shoulder with a loud ping. The noise enough to snap Taurie back to his senses for a moment.

The man froze, mouth full of John’s shoulder, his face turning a shade of red to rival his shirt.

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It seemed like such a long time since he'd last seen the RED base, so long since he was last here before his temporary transfer between teams.

As he pulls up to the cracked familiar walls in his truck he can't help the smile pulling at his lips.

He wonders if everyone's still here, still the same as he left. He'd changed a bit since he left....

Hopefully his old friend Taurie is still here though.

As The Engineer climbs out of his truck, a bag thrown over his shoulder he can only hope for the best as he trundles inside in the early morning.

While it was early Taurie was already up and going over his to do list for the day, a mug of steaming coffee in his other hand. He was fixing to go check the wiring in one of the outlets in the infirmary when he heard the sound of a car door.

Pausing he looked back toward the door he had just passed, a slightly confused expression on his face. They rarely got visitors, except for the occasional personnel from administration that delivered their supplies.

Backtracking he tucked his list in his belt and went to open the door.

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"might have come up a time or two," he teases his friend,smiling snuggly as he takes the offered fish food from him.

Though as Taurie sits beside him and talks softly he feels his chest turn to mush. He is glad he can make Taurie feel comfortable, that he makes Taurie feel like his bovine nature doesn't change who he is.

Holding the fish food with one hand John wraps the other round Taurie to drag him into a hug, mainly as John feels sentimental.

"well I appreciate you as my friend Taurie, your a sweet man, and it means a lot to me."

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The hug is nice and John enjoys it as Taurie returns the gesture. He'd really missed his friend and getting to hold the man again has his cheeks softly blushing as well.

Though that blush becomes much brighter as they release each other and his friend instead calls him "fine company".

Laughing from his own nerves John is smiling all the same as he watches Taurie, still passing the fish food between his hands.

"well got to have my first night here be a kicker don't I?"

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Screwing in the last bolt of the new engineer’s desk, Dell stood and leaned on the structure to test it’s sturdiness. Smiling when it stood strong, then looked over to across the workshop where Taurie was moving boxes to free more space for the new arrival. For a moment Dell just watched, admiring the way he could see Taurie’s back muscles flex as he lifted. As the cow-man put down the box, finishing and wiping sweat off his brow, Dell decided to speak up.

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Dell watched Taurie and relaxed seeing the man seemed ok, perhaps a little warm but in the workshop where machines radiated heat and added to the already hot weather, it was easy to over heat without a water bottle keep close and the man looked like he had been too wrapped up in work to get one. It was a mistake Dell made enough times himself, so he let it be his reassurance that, at least for today, the sexual tension between them wouldn’t escalate any further.

Going over to the mini fridge he grabbed a cooled bottle and brought it over to the two, coming over to the side of Taurie John wasn’t on and handing over the bottle with a laugh.

“Really now? Well good to know this is the default and not the higher ups damning me with their clumsiest mercenaries.” He joked back, though really he wasn’t surprised. This war might not be as ugly as most with but it did wear the mind and made people reckless. Reckless and destructive as a consequence. Not that Dell minded, he liked to keep busy.

“This the last of are workload for the day?” Dell asked curiously, leaning a little closer to Taurie and bumping him as he shifted to pull his to-do list out of his belt pouch. With his mind on work he was unaware of how him an John were crowding Tauire.

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"Doubt any of us are strangers to an all nighter,"John chuckles to Taurie's joke, though he wonders if his friend is really up for working at all right now as he takes his drink and closes his eyes a moment.

He still looks warm, and ... unfocused?

He is about to comment but the gunshot and crash of the stool and Taurie landing on the floor has his ducking instinctively.

His friends comment has him laughing as he looks up at the damage in the ceiling,glad he hadn't been standing closer or the scatter of the gun would have got him.

Looking back down to the embarrassed man on the floor though he notices the state Taurie is in.

Didn't they say his Heat wasn't starting for a few days? Or is there another reason for what he's seeing tenting the man's dungerees.

His cheeks going pink himself he bends over and offers Taurie his hand to her up," you ok Hun? "

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