The Mercenary Team

🧥 - to warm your muse by wrapping them in a coat / blanket .

( V )

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Of all days, or nights, she forgot to bring her jacket. Then again, how the hell should she know that it was getting cold. Weather report says it would be a warm day. Figures. Her shirt isn’t exactly warm enough and her hand was getting cold too.

She focused on warming her hand then her arms when she felt warmth envelop her. The color of the coat looked familiar. That’s when she saw the Germany flag on the side of the shoulder. Natasha looked to her right and saw it was V, without his jacket.

“You…” She softly whispered.

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#nsfw #nsft #tw nsfw #character: v #redbritishsniper #lemon

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Just feeling the soft tremble of her lips against his during their kiss was more than enough satisfaction for the Vanguard, and the moan. God, her moan sounded so beautiful, V felt he could just listen to her sweet voice moaning softly into his ear for hours on end. Just the physical insimacy was already enough, but he loved vocal and those little things. Her voice, those soft little gasps of breath, how she looked up into his eyes with hers half lidded, hands on his shoulders..

He wantedd her. Closer. He wanted to hold her close and not let go. Hands cupping her cheeks for a moment to just give her another long, intimate kiss, the Vanguard had to manage and pull from her lips, which he longed for merely a second after he was away from, and moved his hands to hold the Sniper’s sides, pulling her up. Just atop the counter wouldn’t do, it felt too distant. With his strength, easily pulling the RED up, V held her body lifted up, and backed her against the wall, legs up, his arms moved to get under her legs, both for better support and hold her easier, and to just fold her body comfortably, held up between his body and the wall, the BLU had his full length in her, twitching just so faintly inside her warm, tight body, he thrusted, jumping the Sniper’s body up and down, “God..oh god..” he moaned.

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Nathan was glad V decided to go into town today. Wouldn’t want the Vanguard to see his roommate looking all flustered and shifty when coming back from his run. How do you even explain what happened when coming back from a run to encounter the Medic who is fucking with his mind kisses his neck which then lead to a potential night of fucking.

His head felt like a train engine overloaded with coals in one go for the sake of going faster. It was giving him a headache. No, it was making him nervous. Nervous that to think he’s actually going to spend the night in Leon’s room. No, not for the whole night. God, he’s even pacing in his room with his dogs watching.

And now he’s pacing briefly in front of Leon’s room. He was there early not wanting to risk himself of being late. He’s overthinking it. Nervous clearly. The Sniper had freshened himself up and even brushed his teeth and cleaned his tongue since he didn’t want Leon to smell his breath. Will kissing be involve? Leon will surely prevent it from happening for the sake of making him beg.

“Goddamnit just knock you damn idiot.” Nathan hissed to himself and without knowing, he knocked on the Medic’s door firmly.

#anxious mess vs casual nbd #character: leon #federalblu-britishmarksman

After leaving Nathan like the way he did, the Medic simply resumed the rest of his day as he normally would. Spending the following few hours in his room at the medical wing, treating a few mercenaries, writing up reports and filing papers, then took some of his ‘free’ time to spare some attention to an.. experiment he was working on, continuing the writing afterwards with his notes, and filed just as neatly and organised as always. Off his work hours now, taking Nero out for half an hour, then return to his room at last.

He didn’t /prepare/ or anything for the company that was to come. -he didn’t need to clean around or prepare for anything, truly. Leon was already a very organised man.- Simply resuming his evening as he normally would, which was usually, after a shower, either having something to read, going over some things, or entertaining himself with the instrument on the wall.

While the knock was heard on the door, the Medic’s hands were on the violin, sat back comfortably, moving the bow up and down with one hand, fingers moving on the strings with the other hand, fluid motions, almost professionally. It didn’t stop him from hearing the door, though, and stopped playing.

Door locked as always out of habit, Leon stood to unlock, and open, eyes gazing down at the Sniper.

“Evening.”

🧥 - to warm your muse by wrapping them in a coat / blanket .

( V )

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Of all days, or nights, she forgot to bring her jacket. Then again, how the hell should she know that it was getting cold. Weather report says it would be a warm day. Figures. Her shirt isn’t exactly warm enough and her hand was getting cold too.

She focused on warming her hand then her arms when she felt warmth envelop her. The color of the coat looked familiar. That’s when she saw the Germany flag on the side of the shoulder. Natasha looked to her right and saw it was V, without his jacket.

“You…” She softly whispered.

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With closed eyes, the BLU just moved his tongue and fingers on her with ease, instinctively fluid motions, enjoying the movements she did, the little twitches of her legs, the noises she made, then her hand grasping a handful of his hair. /How lovely/ that was, that she was loud and moving, letting him know of her enjoyement and pleasure.

He didn’t want to just focus on her alone and end up with her pleasure coming and ending already before he could begin anything for himself, though. V had gave her enough attention for now, and the rest would come along when the both of them were at it. So a final few licks here and there, the Vanguard slowly moved away, eyes gazing upward at her, tongue licking some of her juices off his face, though his fingers still in just for the moment, he shortly resumed the work of his hand, before pulling his fingers out, and gave another little tease with his warm, wet fingers rubbing on her clit, and he stood up. Wiping his lips off to his arm, V moved back up, and gave her a long, intimate, and lustful kiss, while he now slowly stroked his erection between her legs at last. His dry hand moving up to run fingers through her hair, holding her close and lovingly, V slid in, a soft moan escaping his lips against hers.

“Scheiße.. Nat-“ he uttered, just stopping for a moment, for both to take a second to get themselves used to the feeling of the other, V half-lidded his eyes open, looking into hers, and thrusted.

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🤲 - cups my muse’s cheek(s)😏 - bites or kisses my muse’s neck

It felt great to be walking, and running, again without needing a cane or getting sore. Since those weeks, he felt tired and had gained some weight, it was time to loose them. Starting with a run and boy did that felt good, albeit exhausting and breathless.

Nathan was heading for the showers when he found himself walking in the same halls as Leon is. It’s been quite a while since he seen the doctor who did a miracle on his leg and in his head, he thought of going up to him and telling him that he’s been doing a lot better now.

As soon as the Sniper was face to face with the Medic, no words has gotten a chance to escape his mouth when Leon cupped his the side of his scarred cheek, tilted his head back, and felt lips against his neck. The pulse on his neck jumped along with his heart. His body stiffened and his eyes widened.

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“…is zhat so..”

Leon hummed, taking a step up closer to the Sniper again now, loosening his arms, and rested a hand on the wall beside Nathan, somewhat keeping him between himself and the wall.

“Und.. how do you vant me? Vhut exactly do you vant more of?”

He was going to make Nathan speak out everything word by word. Exactly what he wanted, what he’d been wanting, what he was thinking of, all that was in his mind. Of course, it was quite.. fun.. to make someone speak out when they were shy about it..

The gap between them has been closed off again but this time Leon wasn’t pressed against him as just now. Nathan was forced to tilt his head up to look at his face instead of his chest. It made him wonder how he looked like under those clothes. The thought of the doctor being naked brought more hue onto his face.

“I…”

His words trailed off, his mind scrambling and screaming about what he wanted from Leon to do. What? It’s been so long since he last had sex with a man, or anyone in general, he doesn’t know where to begin or what Leon can do to him. He wanted him. Now.

“To make me beg for you…” Nathan finally admitted. “I want…I want you to take me. I want to feel your skin against me, your tongue, your lips…God I wanted to kiss you. Those stupid light touches you left behind to tease me, I want more. I don’t know what but damn I wanted more from you.” His hands are cradling his face, almost embarrassed to admit them out loud and to the man who is making him tell the juicy details.

“Please…”

#lemon #federalblu-britishmarksman #character: leon

And there it was, as planned, as expected, just where he wanted Nathan to be; mentally on his knees, begging him. Leon had to admit, breaking the Sniper down to the position he was in now was a long, delicate trail of work he spent time on, but in the end, seeing the way Nathan looked at him now, the words he spoke, it was worth the effort in the end.

“Tck tck tck.. Nathan,” Leon spoke with his name to get more of his attention, instead of the surname he usually addressed him by, “Veren’t you zhe one just saying ‘hang on zhere’ a mere minute ago, trying to keep it down?” ah, he was going to tug the bait just a little more now.

He did, almost surprisingly, let Nathan come up close and touch him like that, though. One shouldn’t hold the bait too far from prey, after all. Leon rose a hand, resting it on Nathan’s cheek, and gently caressed his cheek, giving him a bit of affection in return, then his hand shifted a bit, now holding the Sniper’s face by the chin, his thumb brushing over Nathan’s lower lip.

“You vere going somevhere.. i shouldn’t keep you, hm?..

..i’ll see you later tonight. Ja?”

🧥 - to warm your muse by wrapping them in a coat / blanket .

( V )

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Of all days, or nights, she forgot to bring her jacket. Then again, how the hell should she know that it was getting cold. Weather report says it would be a warm day. Figures. Her shirt isn’t exactly warm enough and her hand was getting cold too.

She focused on warming her hand then her arms when she felt warmth envelop her. The color of the coat looked familiar. That’s when she saw the Germany flag on the side of the shoulder. Natasha looked to her right and saw it was V, without his jacket.

“You…” She softly whispered.

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#nsft #nsfw #redbritishsniper #character: v

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The spark of adoration and awe ignited in the Vanguard’s violet eyes when he looked up at her from below like that. His hands resting on her thighs, just loosely holding onto her skin by the fingertips, the BLU’s eyes closed when he went to work on pleasing the woman. The noises coming out of her were more than enough satisfaction for the Vanguard, he liked being vocal, when someone would say what they liked, wanted, and enjoyed, either by words, or by making those soft, lovely noises to Show.

Her soft moan was more than enough of a cue for V to be told she was happy, but her words of confirmation just made it better. Lips brushed against the skin, soon his mouth would have her juices covering his lips as he went on. While V continued to flip his warm tongue up and down on her sensitive spot, a hand resting on her thigh moved down, and soon, his fingers made their way near his mouth. First, he took a moment to toy with her teasingly, rubbing and circling his middle and ring fingers near the entrance, his fingertips getting wet not long after, then, pushed them inside, curling the two fingers upward just a bit when they would be in all up to the knuckle, teasing and pleasing her from the inside with fingers curling to touch her G while his mouth and tongue licked, working the outer side on her clit.

Oh Lord, how he loved the noises she made.

🤲+😏 (reverse)

-yknow who. *fingerguns*

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🤲 - cups my muse’s cheek(s)😏 - bites or kisses my muse’s neck

It felt great to be walking, and running, again without needing a cane or getting sore. Since those weeks, he felt tired and had gained some weight, it was time to loose them. Starting with a run and boy did that felt good, albeit exhausting and breathless.

Nathan was heading for the showers when he found himself walking in the same halls as Leon is. It’s been quite a while since he seen the doctor who did a miracle on his leg and in his head, he thought of going up to him and telling him that he’s been doing a lot better now.

As soon as the Sniper was face to face with the Medic, no words has gotten a chance to escape his mouth when Leon cupped his the side of his scarred cheek, tilted his head back, and felt lips against his neck. The pulse on his neck jumped along with his heart. His body stiffened and his eyes widened.

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Once he was done /playing/ with the Sniper to ignite all of his desire back up into a big fire, Leon took a step back, just straightening out his coat, and brushed back his hair, fixing up his look, casually. “Hm?.. sure about vhut?”

Then, played it innocent. He was going to make Nathan ask for it. Leon had cast out his lure, and was now reeling the Sniper in. He was going to make him ask for more of it, not just give it out by himself.

What, what just happened?

One moment Leon was teasing the Sniper and by the time he got needy, he stopped. As if he know. Bastard. To leave Nathan almost high and dry and more importantly easily flustered that he swore he felt a tent forming at his pants.

“I know you’re playing dumb on this, Leon.” Nathan was trying to keep his voice steady. “But damnit, don’t leave me hanging like that.”

“Mm..playing dumb? Nein, i’m simply asking. It’s better to hear vhut you vant und mean exactly instead of assuming, ja? So, tell me, zhen.”

The Medic almost held back a scoff with that. Standing still, back up straight, pushing his glasses up on his face, then loosely crossing his arms over his chest. The sleeves of his coat tightened around his arms when crossed with motion, wrapping around his muscles, popping out their shape.

“Careful now, you vouldn’t vant to embarrass yourself out zhere if somevun vas to pass by, ja?”

“Asking?” The urge to raise his voice at was the pit of his throat, ready to burst by what Leon had said. “You didn’t ask but…” Silently mining his neck. The kisses that were left behind felt warm as if he still felt his lips pressed against his skin again.

“I…” Nathan had to slowly inhale to control himself and slowly exhale. “I know I never said anything about what you have done in the past and now…Fine.” He cleared his throat before making full on eye contact with the taller contact. “I want you, ok?” He admitted, his voice low and stable. “What you did was enough to confirm that I want more…Please.”

#(*reeling in*)#(*cackling*)#character: leon #federalblu-britishmarksman

“...is zhat so..”

Leon hummed, taking a step up closer to the Sniper again now, loosening his arms, and rested a hand on the wall beside Nathan, somewhat keeping him between himself and the wall.

“Und.. how do you vant me? Vhut exactly do you vant more of?”

He was going to make Nathan speak out everything word by word. Exactly what he wanted, what he’d been wanting, what he was thinking of, all that was in his mind. Of course, it was quite.. fun.. to make someone speak out when they were shy about it..

🤲+😏 (reverse)

-yknow who. *fingerguns*

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🤲 - cups my muse’s cheek(s)😏 - bites or kisses my muse’s neck

It felt great to be walking, and running, again without needing a cane or getting sore. Since those weeks, he felt tired and had gained some weight, it was time to loose them. Starting with a run and boy did that felt good, albeit exhausting and breathless.

Nathan was heading for the showers when he found himself walking in the same halls as Leon is. It’s been quite a while since he seen the doctor who did a miracle on his leg and in his head, he thought of going up to him and telling him that he’s been doing a lot better now.

As soon as the Sniper was face to face with the Medic, no words has gotten a chance to escape his mouth when Leon cupped his the side of his scarred cheek, tilted his head back, and felt lips against his neck. The pulse on his neck jumped along with his heart. His body stiffened and his eyes widened.

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Once he was done /playing/ with the Sniper to ignite all of his desire back up into a big fire, Leon took a step back, just straightening out his coat, and brushed back his hair, fixing up his look, casually. “Hm?.. sure about vhut?”

Then, played it innocent. He was going to make Nathan ask for it. Leon had cast out his lure, and was now reeling the Sniper in. He was going to make him ask for more of it, not just give it out by himself.

What, what just happened?

One moment Leon was teasing the Sniper and by the time he got needy, he stopped. As if he know. Bastard. To leave Nathan almost high and dry and more importantly easily flustered that he swore he felt a tent forming at his pants.

“I know you’re playing dumb on this, Leon.” Nathan was trying to keep his voice steady. “But damnit, don’t leave me hanging like that.”

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"Mm..playing dumb? Nein, i'm simply asking. It's better to hear vhut you vant und mean exactly instead of assuming, ja? So, tell me, zhen."

The Medic almost held back a scoff with that. Standing still, back up straight, pushing his glasses up on his face, then loosely crossing his arms over his chest. The sleeves of his coat tightened around his arms when crossed with motion, wrapping around his muscles, popping out their shape.

"Careful now, you vouldn't vant to embarrass yourself out zhere if somevun vas to pass by, ja?"

🧥 - to warm your muse by wrapping them in a coat / blanket .

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Of all days, or nights, she forgot to bring her jacket. Then again, how the hell should she know that it was getting cold. Weather report says it would be a warm day. Figures. Her shirt isn’t exactly warm enough and her hand was getting cold too.

She focused on warming her hand then her arms when she felt warmth envelop her. The color of the coat looked familiar. That’s when she saw the Germany flag on the side of the shoulder. Natasha looked to her right and saw it was V, without his jacket.

“You…” She softly whispered.

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#nsft #tw nsfw #lemon #redbritishsniper #character: v

🤲+😏 (reverse)

-yknow who. *fingerguns*

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🤲 - cups my muse’s cheek(s)😏 - bites or kisses my muse’s neck

It felt great to be walking, and running, again without needing a cane or getting sore. Since those weeks, he felt tired and had gained some weight, it was time to loose them. Starting with a run and boy did that felt good, albeit exhausting and breathless.

Nathan was heading for the showers when he found himself walking in the same halls as Leon is. It’s been quite a while since he seen the doctor who did a miracle on his leg and in his head, he thought of going up to him and telling him that he’s been doing a lot better now.

As soon as the Sniper was face to face with the Medic, no words has gotten a chance to escape his mouth when Leon cupped his the side of his scarred cheek, tilted his head back, and felt lips against his neck. The pulse on his neck jumped along with his heart. His body stiffened and his eyes widened.

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Moving his hand from the Sniper’s cheek, Leon placed a finger lightly over Nathan’s lips in a shushing motion, wordlessly telling him to shut up. Tracing his warm lips over the crook of the Sniper’s neck, Leon left kisses on his skin, lingering every now and then, and once or twice he would give a soft, gentle bite, to just peak up the man’s /need/ further. It was not needed, sure, just this moment alone of him simply having him against the hallway wall with his lips tracing kisses on his neck was more than enough to ignite the Sniper’s desire for him, but he went just that one small step further to increase it, simply because he could. After a short while of that, the Medic moved back, tracing his thumb over Nathan’s lower lip, hand caressing his cheek. He had Nathan mentally on his knees at the moment, and he liked it.

“Careful, Corbett. A heart zhat fast is not good for you.”

Leon was right. His heart rate was getting faster as each part of his neck is covered with kisses. The warmth of Leon’s breath grazing against his skin sent shivers down his spine and for goosebumps to riddle his arm. His warnings about his smell was silenced with a finger over his mouth and instantly he shut up. Just like that, Nathan was easily under the Medic’s control.

Nathan looked at the other man with a half lidded look, as if he had enjoyed this moment of affection out of the blue. What he has done in the past couldn’t compete with this and dare he say that he wanted more from Leon.

“Are…Are you sure about this?”

#(sorry short aa)#character: leon #federalblu-britishmarksman

Once he was done /playing/ with the Sniper to ignite all of his desire back up into a big fire, Leon took a step back, just straightening out his coat, and brushed back his hair, fixing up his look, casually.

“Hm?.. sure about vhut?”

Then, played it innocent. He was going to make Nathan ask for it. Leon had cast out his lure, and was now reeling the Sniper in. He was going to make him ask for more of it, not just give it out by himself.

🧥 - to warm your muse by wrapping them in a coat / blanket .

( V )

@asktheteufortmercs

Of all days, or nights, she forgot to bring her jacket. Then again, how the hell should she know that it was getting cold. Weather report says it would be a warm day. Figures. Her shirt isn’t exactly warm enough and her hand was getting cold too.

She focused on warming her hand then her arms when she felt warmth envelop her. The color of the coat looked familiar. That’s when she saw the Germany flag on the side of the shoulder. Natasha looked to her right and saw it was V, without his jacket.

“You…” She softly whispered.

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#owo #nsft #lemon #character: v #redbritishsniper

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“/I/ can wait..” at least a bit. V muttered into the slow, sloppy kiss while gently rubbing circles to start with. The more he stayed close to her, more he felt her warm skin against his own, lips against his.. inhaled her scent.. he grew more and more wanting of her. /He could wait, though. For a bit at least./ He wanted to please her well too, not just himself.

Slowly parting from the kiss, he couldn’t help but to leave a few more, softer, shorter kisses on her lips, then moved down. Tracing his lips over the skin of her neck, and leaving kisses there too, soft bites every here and there, leaving a mark on her, and another. He didn’t leave the hickeys too dark, but still visible enough. Some on the side of her neck, some lower on his way down, over her collarbones, then lower.

With her sat on the table, V went down onto his knees, her legs resting on his shoulders, and looked up at her from below, placing tender kisses on her inner thighs here and there.

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-yknow who. *fingerguns*

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🤲 - cups my muse’s cheek(s)😏 - bites or kisses my muse’s neck

It felt great to be walking, and running, again without needing a cane or getting sore. Since those weeks, he felt tired and had gained some weight, it was time to loose them. Starting with a run and boy did that felt good, albeit exhausting and breathless.

Nathan was heading for the showers when he found himself walking in the same halls as Leon is. It's been quite a while since he seen the doctor who did a miracle on his leg and in his head, he thought of going up to him and telling him that he's been doing a lot better now.

As soon as the Sniper was face to face with the Medic, no words has gotten a chance to escape his mouth when Leon cupped his the side of his scarred cheek, tilted his head back, and felt lips against his neck. The pulse on his neck jumped along with his heart. His body stiffened and his eyes widened.

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Leon had Nathan in his mind for a while now, especially since finding out the man’s interest in him. He’d been doing small, brief little things to /’tease’/ the man about it and increase the interest to leave him needing for more, leave him craving, giving small sparks to light up thoughts and needs in the Sniper’s mind that would build up.

It’d been a good while by now, though. And as much as he was quite certain that he had the Sniper caught deep in the hook, only brief teases with nothing more might eventually get too regular and leave the man start to lose interest. He did have to show himself to have some interest too, kickstart Nathan’s desire back up, more than ever. /He couldn’t just go and give him all he wanted, though.. just peak up the tease.. still leave him needing more, but further this time./

To his luck, after a day or two with that in mind, he did end up running into the Sniper. There was no need to give it a small build up, it’d be muchbetter if the man was caught off-guard with it, it’d leave a bigger impact. So, he did. Upon seeding the Sniper, the Medic took a look around for a brief moment to ensure none were passing by and they were alone there, before going to cup the Sniper’s cheek, not letting him have the time to say a thing, Leon dipped his head down, and had his lips against the man’s neck.

In the past, Leon had done some things to catch Nathan’s attention. Make him notice him with the briefest of touches, the lingering gaze when they made eye contact for a quick moment, how his voice dropped when he said his name to get his attention. He wanted him to notice him and so he did. But when it stopped, Nathan wasn’t sure why he did that for and for what purpose. Was it to toy with his feelings for having an interest in him? He didn’t believe the Medic would stooped so low in playing with his interests if they were friends. Were they?

That is, until now.

“Leon.” A soft gasp escaped his lips, bionic and organic eyes glanced at the dipped head. What was he doing? Why was he doing that for? His heart was racing now and his breath hitched as his warm lips continue to graze against his skin. “Hang on there, I smell and I’m sweaty.”

#KSDKKSDKSDKKD #character: leon #federalblu-britishmarksman

Moving his hand from the Sniper’s cheek, Leon placed a finger lightly over Nathan’s lips in a shushing motion, wordlessly telling him to shut up. Tracing his warm lips over the crook of the Sniper’s neck, Leon left kisses on his skin, lingering every now and then, and once or twice he would give a soft, gentle bite, to just peak up the man’s /need/ further. It was not needed, sure, just this moment alone of him simply having him against the hallway wall with his lips tracing kisses on his neck was more than enough to ignite the Sniper’s desire for him, but he went just that one small step further to increase it, simply because he could.

After a short while of that, the Medic moved back, tracing his thumb over Nathan’s lower lip, hand caressing his cheek. He had Nathan mentally on his knees at the moment, and he liked it.

“Careful, Corbett. A heart zhat fast is not good for you.”

🤲+😏 (reverse)

-yknow who. *fingerguns*

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🤲 - cups my muse’s cheek(s) 😏 - bites or kisses my muse’s neck

It felt great to be walking, and running, again without needing a cane or getting sore. Since those weeks, he felt tired and had gained some weight, it was time to loose them. Starting with a run and boy did that felt good, albeit exhausting and breathless.

Nathan was heading for the showers when he found himself walking in the same halls as Leon is. It's been quite a while since he seen the doctor who did a miracle on his leg and in his head, he thought of going up to him and telling him that he's been doing a lot better now.

As soon as the Sniper was face to face with the Medic, no words has gotten a chance to escape his mouth when Leon cupped his the side of his scarred cheek, tilted his head back, and felt lips against his neck. The pulse on his neck jumped along with his heart. His body stiffened and his eyes widened.

#(ehehehehehe)#character: leon #federalblu-britishmarksman

Leon had Nathan in his mind for a while now, especially since finding out the man’s interest in him. He’d been doing small, brief little things to /’tease’/ the man about it and increase the interest to leave him needing for more, leave him craving, giving small sparks to light up thoughts and needs in the Sniper’s mind that would build up.

It’d been a good while by now, though. And as much as he was quite certain that he had the Sniper caught deep in the hook, only brief teases with nothing more might eventually get too regular and leave the man start to lose interest. He did have to show himself to have some interest too, kickstart Nathan’s desire back up, more than ever. /He couldn’t just go and give him all he wanted, though.. just peak up the tease.. still leave him needing more, but further this time./

To his luck, after a day or two with that in mind, he did end up running into the Sniper. There was no need to give it a small build up, it’d be muchbetter if the man was caught off-guard with it, it’d leave a bigger impact. So, he did. Upon seeding the Sniper, the Medic took a look around for a brief moment to ensure none were passing by and they were alone there, before going to cup the Sniper’s cheek, not letting him have the time to say a thing, Leon dipped his head down, and had his lips against the man’s neck.

🧥 - to warm your muse by wrapping them in a coat / blanket .

( V )

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Of all days, or nights, she forgot to bring her jacket. Then again, how the hell should she know that it was getting cold. Weather report says it would be a warm day. Figures. Her shirt isn’t exactly warm enough and her hand was getting cold too.

She focused on warming her hand then her arms when she felt warmth envelop her. The color of the coat looked familiar. That’s when she saw the Germany flag on the side of the shoulder. Natasha looked to her right and saw it was V, without his jacket.

“You…” She softly whispered.

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There was no time to bother trying to grab the towel and cover up again, every second mattered, and with the confession finally leaving his mouth, V had no time to waste. This was his chance, and it was certainly now or never. Though he didn’t seem to be bothered much by the nudity at the moment, he did notice her face of shock thet turned so bright red at the sight. “Nat-..”

He begun for a moment, then interrupted with her words. It came as a shock that was for certain. Even after what she had already said, V didn’t exactly expect her to be asking.. this. He did not complain, though. /Gladly./

Not bothering a response, V just stepped forward, closer to her, and moved both his hands up to cup her cheeks, holding the Sniper’s face, and wasted no time to meet their lips. He didn’t expect to have it go for long or be so lingering, but the moment the Vanguard went to meet their lips, everything he had been holding back for so long about her just came to burst, not letting him let go of her, their kiss deepening, a hand still caressing her cheek, the other slipped down just a bit to caress her neck. Heavy breathing.

He didn’t want to let go. Didn’t want this moment to end. It was what he’d been craving for so long..

As soon he stepped closer, she swore she felt the air around them has started to ween. His warm hands cupping the sides of her face almost left her breathless and burning. At last, he complied with her request and kissed her.

It feels like something in her chest has exploded upon contact. The warm feeling along with butterflies in her stomach as she melts in the kiss. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders as the kiss deepened, her body pressed against his, wishing to feel the rest if his warmth against hers without her robe in the way.

Was this something she had dreamt off since the rooftop? She had played different scenarios had it happened on that night. The kiss that happened in the BLU intel room left her frustrated and aching for more despite her anger. The kiss now; it was heaven. She didn’t want to pull away nor does she want V to end the kiss.

Sadly it was a must for air. Natasha was the one who had to pull away, her face burning redder than before and panting heavily.

“You…” She finally said. “You’ve been plaguing my mind since the kiss in the intel room.” Her hands moved up to cup his cheeks too, her thumb brushing against one of his scars. “You intrigued me not because of that but…I still don’t know what…Kiss me again. Touch me…” Her voice shook. “Fuck me.”

(Ope this is turning nsfw)

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