Friendly Competition | Triangle!Guard x GN!Reader |
Gif by @delirivmtr3mens
Summary: You two seem to hold a competition when it comes on who takes more players down.
Warnings: Canon violence - Guns - Flirting - Organ Traffic - Reader gets called Sweetheart - MDNI -
Notes: Yes he is a bastard but I like him so if you dont then dont read. And I dont remember his number.
Player 104 The robotic voice in your left ear said. You checked throw the scope of your riffle and took the shot on his knee so he would not die fast.
Player 206 The voice said once more, this time you went to aim for her side when another shoot won yours and passed throw her liver.
"Really 033" You asked pulling your shirt to talk throw the small speaker. A male laught was your response, this was the only chance you got to know his real voice and not the robotic one the masks gave all of you.
"You need to be faster 013" He responded and you could hear the smile on his face as you repositioned yourself waiting for the next order.
Player 055 You took the shot it pierced the guy's heart. You cursed yourself mentally since it would mean less organs.
Player 405 You saw the male go down with a clean shot to the head
"You are welcome Sweetheart" His voice came once again and you had to bite down your lip to prevent the smile
"About what? You just disposed a good body" You responded looking once again as the doll sang
"And you shot one down throw the heart. Its that an indirect for me?" He joked to you as he positioned himself once more
"Im counting 14 on my side. Whats yours?" You asked to stop him from going further not that you were not liking it
A whistle rang throw your ear pircing it. "I believe we are on a tie Sweetheart. Maybe we should look for a new way on breaking this"
You could hear a small "why dont they fuck and be done" by other Guard. You felt pity for the rest. This has been going since you joined the games as a Guard.
Player 127 You were already on him shooting down at his feet then at his knee. You saw another one fall not to far away.
"15 and 15 Sweetheart, I know you can do better" His taunting yet alluring voice said
"Are going to let me win this round?" You asked back checking one again and shooting off when the voice ordered
"Temping. But I believe we should set a reward for the one who wins" Another one down "What are you doing after this" He taunted knowing fully well you two needed to follow protocol.
"Oh, I will be going out to dance tonight" You followed his joke hitting another player "Do you think you could follow my moves?"
"Sweetheart for you? I would follow anything" He flirted "I should be telling you that I dance hard, and I get that a lot"
Player 400 He was double shot by you and him and you had to bite down a laught from the side comments of the others.
The next song would be the last one and the reminded players behind the lines would be shot down. This was the last chance to break the tie. And you knew most Guards would let you and him have your own fun. You two were the best snipers of the Guards after all, all of them did bet on who would take down the most players. Even if they had to tolerate the flirting.
The Doll stopped and you wasted no time in taking down the rest of the players. You die not see their numbers or faces. For a lont time now you had detached yourself from it.
"Guards, collect your weapons and retire to your rooms. This time Guard 013 its the Guard with more kills followed by 033"
"Better luck next time 033" You called as you tucked down your gun and prepared to leave.
"Such a cold heart. Does this mean I dont get to dance with you tonight?" He asked, him pulling away his own weapon. His mind imagining yourself under the uniform and under him.
"You can knock yourself and figure it out" You responded "A warning, im a difficult dancer" You finally said pulling your mask back on.
"Oh, I would not have you any other way Sweetheart. Cant wait"
The doors opened and all of you stepped out. You could see his figure a few guards in front of you. He was all rigid and ready to follow the Square Guard orders.
It was small, very subtle but when you passed by him as he left his riffle you felt his gloved hand on you. A shiver down your spine by the idea of him coming to your room tonight.
It was luck the Front Man or other Guards seemed not to care at all. Hell maybe you two would be recorder and then the recording would be sold on the dark web.
Just as the door was closing behind you it was pushed open, guard 033 was there uniform still on. The door was pushed closed as he removed his mask and black cloth, his eyes full with desire were the first thing you saw and the messy hair.
He was on you in an instant pulling your own mask off and the cloth kissing your lips like he was starved from them. He caressed your sides urging you to get out from the uniform as he bite down on your lower lip. A suprised gasp left your mouth and he wasted no time in pushing his tongue inside. It explored yours, you got a small groan from him as you pulled his hair.
Still kissing he pushed you onto the bed, getting between your legs to let you feel just how much he wanted you. He licked your cheeck and bite down on the little flesh the uniform let see.
Moaning you removed your gloves to feel his hair now on your skin taking a mental note on how soft it was. When you feel his teeth on you, you pulled at his hair again harder getting now a full moan out of him.
"No marks" You warned, as you started to get out from the uniform.
"Sweetheart just time...I will let you call the shoots" His voice was raw with need as he kissed right where your pulse was. "Next time, and trust me there will be a next one. I will be the one who decides"
