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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    So Apr 30, 2017 11:59 am

Well... perhaps the blu spy wasn't trying hard enough? There were ways to drive a man mad or he could just bound him everytime and get what he want. He was old enough to get it, wasn't he?
They just had met in this way twice, no way any of them could figure it out now, with the amount they were talking about things. Armand could be happy, his Sniper was already experienced in this field, a thing he himself had learned to accept and loved over the last years.
And it was truly devilish from June to just let him die like this... he laughed chocked, his body on fire and the need to come overwhelming. Well played little one.

He hadn't seen the disguised Spy, nor his Sniper for the way, just went on to search for his riffle and clean it, needed to make some more clean shots to let his team win this day. It was not nice to kill Pyro, and he was surely not happy about it,something seemed odd the whole day. Mike hadn't seen anything, just ready to go with the cleaned gun as he heard someone coming. Grabbing his kukri he got ready, but it was too clumsy, too loud to be the blu spy sneaking up on him.
„...Spy! Don't... please.“, he made a face, frowning at the injured man for a moment. „Please don't say my name, who knows who could hear it...“ He went and kneeled next to the man, running his hands over the injured body. „Damn... you should get to a medic not to me mate, have just a health kit....“ Concerned he lifted the Spy onto his arms, bridalstyle, carrying him over to a safe corner, opening his suit to get a better look at the injuries. "Thanks for warning mate....", he murmured embarassed.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    So Apr 30, 2017 3:56 pm

Yes maybe, but the more he thought about it, the longer he felt the bitterness, and the more it seemed like a task to be fulfilled rather than playful fun. And he would never fail a self-obliged duty, right? But yes, maybe in a quiet Moment he'd realize that this was just the beginning, cat and dog not knowing how to act around each other. And blu Sniper, that traitor over all these years, no idea why he didnt just let him lie there and die in the fireblast next to his lover, losing his mind because he won't be allowed to cum, not even in death. Well, maybe in the respawn room when all the insertions were gone? He didn't care and went checking out something, no need to bother with red Spy before friday.

An unusual spot for >Mike< if that was even his real name, but he was easily found after a while, another game beginning. That insolent fool, caring too much about others in the wrong way. It was a bit confusing, June didnt expect it to be right, to be the right name. But he said it … it had to be true. Damn red Spy.
„Désolé … sorry.“, he uttered, acting like it hurt being touched allover, but not having to fake the chills it sent down June's spine, „Where is Medic?“
And in the next moment, he was lifted up, a bit surprised but that made everything pretty easy. There were no injuries to be found, still he waited a moment, looking at Mike.
„Pas de problème.“, he replied, a soft smile before he dashed up, thrusting a syringe in his neck careful to not break it and hurt the poor one more than he already did. Tse. Such naive behavior, he warned him of a spy, right? No way red would just lead him to another victim, foolish Mikey. It was just a little medication to send him asleep for a while. Enough time to take him away – but before he grabbed the rifle, shooting the red medic with it. Well then, enough time wasted, he grabbed the weapons lying around, shifting again into red heavy, and then carried his little princess to another location.

Another hidden spot, originally used to recover and hide. With a not that clean mattress covered with a clean blanket – a proper treatment. He had fixated him with leather bonds, hands over his head, the legs strapped to the edges of the mattress. He had undressed him, well, most of him, and placed all on the sides just like the rifle. He had left him with his underwear, June himself still fully dressed and smoking, waiting for dear Mike to wake up again.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    So Apr 30, 2017 5:21 pm

Poor little one didn't need to be bitter, there was a play going on, but he was playing the wrong one. As long as they were entertaining this would going on and after that... they would be free, a huge amount of money and could live for real. A pity this man wouldn't last long out there, perhaps he really needed the Sniper to live? Well they would at least compliment each other.
It was nice of him to rescue the blu, he wasn't more of a traitor than the Blu Spy himself, the red Spy himself dizzy and down from his sudden death, lying in the respawn room and breathing heavy, was just tired and wanted to go to his lover, taking not pleasure but comfort from him. Dying like this was always a cruel thing, respawn giving everything a bitter feeling afterwards.

Unusual therefore good and not a place any enemy spy would look for him. Well of course it was the right name, a way to anger and confuse the poor Blu. But only Red Spy and red Medic knew his name, well he just needed to trust that there wasn't any other person. „I don't know and... what? You know I don't speak your fancy language.“, he tried to be as carefull but it wasn't easy. „Sht... I will try to help.“ He really wanted but then he saw the syringe, just wanted to stumble back but felt the hot sting and the liquid entering his venes, staring at the man he felt betrayed, knew there was something wrong but... everything went black.

His head hurt, a numb feeling in his mouth and his head was spinning, tried to open his eyes but the light was.... difficult. A groan escaped his lips, trying to touch his head but... somehow his hands wouldn't move. „Hn...“, he brought out, it was chilling and sending goosebombs over his chest and arms, why... was there something soft under him and where were his clothes? This wasn't the infarmery. Or was it?
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    So Apr 30, 2017 5:39 pm

Tss, there was no wrong one to play with because June was the one who decided who he wanted to play with, he was picky and never wrong. Maybe he lied to himself about the reasons why, but that didn't change his opinion on who he chose. Maybe he had been here too long, maybe not long enough, who cares, what mattered was the here and now. And here and now, he first got his deliciously cold-blooded revenge on red Spy and now went for Mikey. No one ever refused him without paying dearly for it. A spy was born to be a treacherous little bastard, no one else.
So he had no regrets first using this name which obviously was held dear, still Spy uttered it so easily before being left alone in the building. It felt good but still wrong, being swirled around like this, what made it easier for June to interrupt Snipes in his tracks. It was nothing dangerous, just sedating him into deep sleep.

A heavy one he was, muscles and stuff, and it had ben a nice feeling to undress him carefully and cherishing. No matter what traces he left, it would vanish with the respawn. Maybe he'd let Sniper live afterwards. It took a while but then he heard the change in breathing, the soft sounds, extinguishing his cigarette and walking over to the mattress. Looked like Mike was a bit cold, was he? June sat down next to him, his face hidden as always and older than he was yesterday in the van. He did his best but might still have that coldness in his gaze, fixating the princess waking up again.
„Well hello there.“, he greeted him, gloved fingers running over the naked chest, „Finally awake as it seems?Don't worry, I wont hurt you, this is just a sexual non-sleepover, nothing more.“
He was not sure yet if he wanted to kill him this time too, but they would see.Damn bastard with his „non sexual sleepover“ yesterday, he'd see what would come from it!
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    So Apr 30, 2017 9:11 pm

Poor lad, he really was desperate, Mike couldn't help but he would chuckle and shake his head, somehow the Spy was fewer build for the human sociality than himself. They were better here. There were no humans they could hurt or be awkward, just the other mercenaries, everyone with social problems. It was interesting to be chosen, normally he wasn't the type to be chosen by anyone. Not with his anxiety and not with the wish to just disappear sometimes. Sigh. Yeah, he really was a child.
And yeah, everyone right in the mind would held his own name dear, they weren't allowed to call each other with these names, they were just the demoman, the Soldier, the Spy... no one was interested in the real name, the real self. Perhaps... with this the Spy was the only one sane.

He wasn't really heavy, not like the normal australian was pictured, he never head the muscles, the mustache, the chest hair in form of his country. He was just lean and awkward and didn't know everytime what to do with his limbs. It felt strange to awaken, felt... wrong. Alien. „What...“, he tried to speak, blinking his eyes open and starring at the Spy. „... You?“
He shivered a bit but didn't shriek away from the touch, scanning the face and sighing softly. There he was, trying to look older, somehow now looking much younger than the night before, the attempt to be older, such a forced attempt. Mike looked at the man,
shaking his head somehow bemused. „Sexual non-sleepover? I don't know if this is an existent word Spy...“, he tried to calm the man down. „You are mad at me... I am sorry, I don't want to hurt you.“ He shook his head, looking at those piercing blue eyes. „Please. Don't... don't do this. I am sure there is someone who wants to cherish you or... give you what you want. I don't think I'm the right for this.“
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Mai 01, 2017 1:24 am

In a way, maybe Spy was less built for human society, but he could act around them, blend in the crowd, disappear or be charming to other people. Sure it was just manipulative, but he'd never appear insecure in an ordinary situation as he was so used to this mess of fucked up relationships. Spy was, opposite to Sniper, really able to disappear sometimes, which was helping him to stay way more self-secure. Being able to hide, either the face, the emotions or just plain everything, was helping, but wiping away identity. No one knew his real name, just miss Pauling perhaps, and only very few knew his real face. It was just fair to now be aware of Mike's name.

Yeah yeah, no muscles of course, no one with eyes would actually believe that. He was no bodybuilder, yes, but he could see every bundle of muscles now moving again in discomfort, poor big one. Surprise … June still owed Sniper a kidnapping.
„Who else.“, he replied, still smiling and a bit calmer even if he could only feel the other man's warmth through his gloves and looking back at him, „In french, there would be a word for it.“
He regained his coldness, if he ever lost it today, but it was not realy madness he felt when looking at his victim. It was only resistance, not willing to listen, not willing to change his mind.
„Who said you'd ever manage to hurt me, huh?“, he shot back, „Just shut up if you don't want me to gag you.“
June loosened his tie, unbuttoning the upper two buttons before leaning down, gently smelling his neck and cheek without touching him more than with his breath. Tse... cherish, Sniper thought this was what he needed? Willing to wait for someone to be a hero, a prince in shining armor? Nope. June knew what he wanted, and he wouldnt wait for it to be giftwrapped. There was just the option to take it.
Apropos, he slipped down a bit, knowing he had to force some lust into him and he knew how, gently pulling down Sniper's underwear. He didnt waste any time, lying down comfortably between the long legs, gently taking the warm flesh first between his fingers, then kissing the tip softly. Still looking at his prisoner, he swirled his tongue around it, almost lovingly waking him up with tender affection. Even if it was just well dosed, he wanted it, needed it and would get it for sure. Who else should stop him now?
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Mai 01, 2017 1:40 pm

Spy would live in an ocean of people but would just... disappear. It was something Sniper most of the time craved, with his appearence he stood out like a sore thumb, and if not for his appearence then for his australian accent. Are you really australian. Piss yeah mate... just get on with your business and let me the fuck alone cunt.
But yeah. It was better to stand out than to loose himself. The identity wiped away and then? What then? What of the future if one didn't know what he was right now?
It wasn't fair to know the name! It was just fair to tell him by himself not by the traitor of spy... Never trust a spy...

Well there were muscles but not like those of real australians, he had a nice body for a normal american or such but not for an australian. Therefore... no need to look any further.
There was no... owning a kidnapping or anything! What the fuck. „So? But I don't understand french so it is useless to tell it to me.“, he answered, no way he would admit that he was indeed curious about this french word. French was a nice language, fluidly and he liked to hear it but he didn't understand shit.
His eyes locked with those of the Blu, sighing softly. „It's... not you who will get hurt.“, he murmured voiceless, the Spy would be his ruin, he closed his eyes and shivered as he felt the hot breath, damn... thing... Mike was sure he was smelling, the run over the battlefield wasn't something leaving a man smelling like roses, it was blood and sweat and dirt. There was no need to force anything, if the Spy would just lay there, stroke his chest or breath some more on the cold shivering skin he would see that there was indeed interest. Even as Sniper started to think about the Soldier cutting into enemies, Scout fraternizing with demoman, a dog humping a sheep. Wait. Whatever.
He clenched his teeth and tried to look onto the ceiling. There was nothing happening down there. No good looking spy down on his cock, those sinfull lips around his member, kissing it like a lover. He really needed to stop this, there mustbe a way... „Soldier kissing scout, the enemy.“, he started to murmur, trying if saying it loud is better than thinking it, helping him to make the sensation worse, to let his damn traitorous member not twitching in the experienced hand.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Mai 01, 2017 3:09 pm

Yes, and it was giving some form of security to handle people like this, to just connect shortly, in a loving, demanding way, just not like normal people would do it. June was happy with being just a shadow, noticed but very soon forgotten, and there were few he wanted to mark for a longer time – maybe it was Sniper, because he was so odd around others that the risk of having to share him was minimal. Who cares who this spy was, as long as it was hot and nothing too personal? Well, and even if it was personal, in a way that no one had to lift the veil?
But well, June had forgiven red Spy a bit, knowing he spit out a useful information before being left, so he was in fact looking forward to Friday, a rare instant where they would leave this little, closed world of madness he called home.

Might be but Spy was not australian, didn't know any more Austtralians and didnt give a damn about it, he liked what he saw and felt but it was not enough. There was more to explore.
„Well then, you could learn the language … or just enjoy what it feels like if its NOT the language.“, June replied, it was a nice way to curse or even say something nice without others being able to understand. Or to use his mouth like a real french person could, both was fine. He also had no problem with the strong smell of a man not freshly cleaned (soap tasted awful anyway), the taste of salt and the person itself … it made him purr. But even if, he'd clean the cute one soon enough.
„Mais non, cheri … I wont harm you.“, he said softly after licking over the whole impressive length, awakening but just slowly. It was obvious Sniper tried to block him out, like June tried with his violator. He even uttered something, making June grin – bah, way to kill a boner, was it? He snuggled his cheek against the flesh, gloved fingers now softly caressing his little entrance, just for teasing.
„You never got it inside you, mh?“, June asked without waiting for an answer, „So it can't be easy to understand what I want from you … a pity.“
He gently shook his head and then got up a bit, taking his cock in all the way, choking a bit on it as it was in pretty soon pretty deep. Still, it was the best way to get him wet and slippery, and most of all hard enough. June had sucked this thing off before, learning what Mike liked … so he repeated that.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Mai 01, 2017 3:45 pm

Being just a shadow required not being loved forever by one person, not be cherished, no family, no one loving him a whole lot for more than just a few nights. What... a pity.
As unsocial as Sniper was he craved for a family, a happy life. Not a changing partner, a partner he could hold, not nameless faces every here and there.
It was nice from Spy to forgive the other one a bit, even if Sniper wouldn't approve! No way he wouldn't be angry to just spell his name... who knew what else the other know by now!

It was good he was not an Australian, else he would be bigger and stronger than Sniper and that would not be really sexy. He liked his men smaller than himself. Well not like this but...
„Hmpf. For someone like you or the other Spy? Surely not!“, he protested and looked a bit confused. „And what do you mean with not the language?“
And it wasn't like he was too unclean, just the regular sweat and blood, without the blood on his body just his upper clothes, so the Spy could be happy. Yeah, way to kill a boner but it just happened to not function with what the spy was doing there. It wasn't anything he could do against it, his member awakening and clenching his teeth more together, not wanting to reward him with the moans that try to escape his mouth. It felt just too good... He couldn't hold himself back as he felt the Spy chocking it all, giving away a strangled sound, trying to sound not too comfortable. „Don..t.... its dirty. And you will hurt yourself.“, he was blushing, breathing a bit harder, trying not to thrust his hips up, closer into the wet hot mouth. „Hnn... Spy.“ And no he never got something into his ass, was always the one giving not taking, no way he would change that now! Even if he was a bit curious. „What... what do you want from me?“
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Mai 01, 2017 7:22 pm

It was easier and less painful than having a family and all that and risking to lose it all, was it? Sniper felt it himself how painful that was, so why couldnt he understand that it wasnot so easy, maybe impossible getting through? Being loved for just a few nights still was more than he could ask for and nothing more June expected. And if he wanted more, there was always a way to get it, right? Like hust now, no one refused him without regretting it. Well, the way one could regret it while being fucked senseless, June felt better doing all this so it was in fact easy to not hold any more grudge against his fellow Spy. At least not more than usual.

June liked his men taller too, it was better no mater if he wanted control or maybe losing control a bit. Which had never happened except for when he had been bound just like Sniper was bound now. Sweet little revenge … he chuckled.
„En Europe, we call a blowjob >doing it the french way< .“, he explained calmly, not bothered by any means of war like blood traces. No killed boner, in fact he just began to wake him up down there. He could feel the pulse, how Sniper tensed up trying to hold back but it was useless. No one could resist a warm mouth around his cock, right? So cute how Mike worried about him, even though he was the one bound and beaten, not June. No, he was not going to change that today, Sniper was too tensed and might get really hurt taking somethung up the ass – but like that, he couldn't understand why June wanted it so badly, how intimate it felt even if it was forced. With a cough Spy let go of the now hardened member, untieing his tie placing it properly on the mattress, then he got up on his knees to slowly open his shirt, baring the taller and older body he was using right now.
„You really have no idea?“, he replied, unbuckling his belt, „Let me tell you … I won't be denied. Least by you.“
June had no hesitation stripping almost naked until only the open shirt and his Mask was left, knowing how to move so it was neither rushed nor too teasingly slow, before going on all fours crawling over his victim. He won't act stupid any longer, would he?
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Mai 01, 2017 9:35 pm

But it lacked the good feeling of a family and friends. It was easier and much less painfull but the empty feeling inside wasn't any better was it? A poor thing, but Sniper didn't expect to be loved for a few nights either. He wasn't the type attracting anything that wanted him not just for his body. And he wasn't able to hold it... or to know how to behave in a relationship. This one time Spy had tried to educate Scout had been a training for himself too, even if Spy had smiled somehow mocking at him. Not knowing how to react to this he had just blushed and fled from the scene.

Well... good fact that he wasn't smaller, but perhaps the Spy would leave him alone... Heavy was bigger than him! Why not harrass Heavy?!
„A....“, he blushed furiously, staring at the Spy, well... he was doing it right now and it felt... amazing. And he wasn't beaten, bound but not beaten and it was good, but... well. It was a good thing he didn't try it this day, well perhaps never, but no need to rush. Please. He whined as he heard the man coughing, shaked his head and stared at the slowly undressing spy. „Spy. I don't... I don't do things like that with... people. It's not you, it's...“ me. But that would be clichée wouldn't it? He stared at Spy, undressing himself, blushing and damn... he was really hot like this, just his mask and the open shirt. He seemed like a predator. „Please at least... take on your body not.... not this.“ He wrinkled his nose, looking the man in the eyes. „I don't deny you because of yourself and not because of your looks or of beeing the enemy spy.“ Mike shaked his head, looking at him with sad eyes. He would like to do anything, but everything was bound and he wasn't able to move in any way... damn... at least he had given the Spy freedom over his legs!
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Mai 01, 2017 10:04 pm

The empty feeling could be filled with moments like this, the first visit in the van, even what happened two days ago in the secet hideout of Sniper. If he was feeling uncomfortable around people, why did he refuse this game, it was not too deep, not too special, enough distance as it was impersonal. What would be better training, if not this? But no, nothing more than boring cuddling, Sniper didnt really think he would become better acting like a virgin refusing her possible grooms. It was just right to force him to his luck now, even if it was egoistic from Spy just following his needs.

Heavy? Nope, way too dumb, even more of a brute and easily excited - it was no challenge, no fun, and downright boring. So cute how he blushed, June was still watching him carefully and without interruption. He didnt want to hear that, no excuses, no sentiments, not now - what was that man's attempt to start a soap opera whenever he was trying to get a damn fuck?!
"Should I gag you or can you stop talking please?", he hissed, it made him a little angry as he didnt want those pesky emotions to say hello again - stripping almost naked helped getting in tune again.
"You could have had me yesterday, all my body, all my face. You refused.", he uttered, a hint of sweet bitterness in his voice, before he licked over the taller man's cheek, "Just lean back and enjoy. I'll let you go afterwards."
He slid back a little, sitting down so the wet shaft pressed against his sensitive parts, making him purr as it stroked his entrance and jewels. He couldn't wait for it to be inside ...
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Mai 01, 2017 10:49 pm

Not happening, this feeling couldn't be filled with something like this, Sniper knew it from all of those nameless hookers he payed to have sex with. (All four... well five... he really wasn't happy to talk to new people at all...) And no... this game... with more meetings there would be developing feelings, there would be routine, there could be more. Terrifying... cause he was sure Spies didn't want anything from this... And yeah it was egoistic, but better this than cuddling. Well it was better if there was just sex, then he wouldn't know how it felt to cuddle, to wake with a warm body pressed against his own.

Dumb but perhaps good in bed! And he just want something to sleep with, won't he? And it wouldn't be boring with the ever existing fear to be crushed by this giant. Sniper stared at him, trying really to... well. But it was a Spy, he should have expected to not be understood by anyone, closing his mouth and pressing his lips together. What should he do? Just lay back like a stupid whore, not being payed for being raped... He turned his head, looking at the wall, not wanting to admit that he felt... hurt. „I don't know what you're playing but you should take what you want as long as I am bound.“ It was a bitter feeling, seeing him taking what he want, well it was something a Spy would do. He just needed to stay quiet and let the man take what he want and then... trying to not cross his way anymore. Even as the man did something like this, the feeling in his chest didn't lessen, causing him to close his eyes and trying to not be angry at himself.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Mai 01, 2017 11:13 pm

Well, one could try filling it, right? What was the alternative, trying to get more and being insecure, because love was something two people had to share? June learned how to take advantages, take kills, take what he wanted and needed. He just was not sure why he needed it from SNiper so desperately that he was not just letting him go for once. But how could Sniper understand what a Spy wanted, if he was not reading both between the lines and what he really said. And never ever June would tell the man what drove him that night to beg for just a little cuddling and why the denial was harder to take than it should. No chances here.

Nice try but no, there were things Spy was not into, such masses were among it. Like he said, he was picky with his mates. Poor Mikey, unable to open his fucking mouth but whining that no one understood him, very funny. Why was he so stupid, less relaxed every time and not like the very first time in the van?
"Agreed.", June replied, not caring if Sniper looked the other way as he was focusing now anyway. It might be a fault, getting more and more addicted to that huge piece of meat, the warmth, the voice, as it was all he would get. Aside from being cuddled like the child June didn't want to be, degraded to a lovely item like Pyro. June smiled softly, somehow calm now that he would succeed, finally getting what he wanted. He propped up a bit, reaching behind while supporting himself, placing the other hand on Sniper's chest, and arranged his hardened member. It was a purr mixing with a soft moan, feeling the tip slowly gliding in, even if it hurt a bit without any preparation. His fingers were softly clawing into the man's chest, the other hand still on his member to hold it while slowly sitting down on him. It was amazing, so amazing, and really the best way to fill the emptiness.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mo Mai 01, 2017 11:58 pm

No need for filling anything. Yeah. And yeah to share something needs love of two people. Not just one, trying to not love the one who wants just a body to rape a body to take everything for his pleasure. Sniper wasn't sure why he felt those things for the Blu Spy, there was some faszination from the first second they met, but now. He was drowning. And nope, he didn't understand anything, how could he understand what he wants if there wasn't something he was telling Sniper? And he would be furious of the red Spy, would take the one and punch him for that. Mike couldn't understand some of the sarcastic or ironic things, some gestures of normal people how on earth should he understand and read between the lines and get what the man wanted?!

There really were things he wasn't into? Well... who knew? And how could he tell the Spy that he was afraid to fall in love with him? To not bound himself to much to the man, cause he would just turn and search for another plaything, leaving Snipes behind. And how could he be relaxed like this?!
It wasn't easy to shut his mouth, not beg the Spy to stop, for reasons he couldn't share with him. And it was the warmth and the voice, the man that made this feeling in his chest. He didn't want to degrade him to an item, he closed his eyes, pressing them together as he felt the spy on his chest, arranging what he want to just... let it glide in, trying to not give him the satisfaction of a sound. It felt good but not good at the same time, breaching the hole, it felt too tight but the man didn't seem in pain. Mike shuddered, tried to think it as just a game... they were playing and after that it would be... but who was he kidding? It wasn't a game it was just Spy who got what he wanted, he should... really went to the town this weekend... get another man or woman to sleep with, to wash the bitter feeling away. His hands formed to fists, trying to not get away, just lay there and let the man have his way. Stupid. It was really stupid of him to think there could be something more, something other.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Di Mai 02, 2017 12:32 am

But yes, there was the need to fill something, not only for Spy. How to share something with someone who never learned how to share more than pain, and someone who never learned to say what he wanted, even if it was a deep urge for him. June was used to being relentless, and the way Sniper acted, it was clear to him that there would not be more coming from this, no matter if he wanted or not. Those insecurities prevented him from ever getting clear information as there was no real trust to develop, no matter which way. So it was Spy again, the much more dominant part, flooding over all like a tsunami. So much information that in the end there was nothing to find at all.

Sure, like stupid clothes, bad food, stupidity - in fact there were more things Spy wasn't into than the other way around. If there was nothing to stay for, why should anyone stay? First the fuck, then the cuddling and MAYBE more then afterwards but ... grah. There was no turning back now anyway, no firm hand could keep him from this now, even if Sniper clearly wasnt feeling it yet, maybe not at all. But June did and to him, this meant more, it was the highest level of intimacy that he in fact had and willingly shared, everything else was out of ordinary and not that good in his way of thinking. Right now, everything was fine again feeling this thing reaching deeper, warm and wet and pulsating a bit, maybe getting a bit harder.
June moaned softly, moving his hips a bit trying to find the best angle, then taking it all in sitting down. So good ... it mmade the coldness in his gaze disappear, switching with something else, something much calmer and softer, even if he didnt even start it yet. But then he did, getting up a bit and then down again, gasping at the sensation. He felt such a cock yesterday from damn red spy but still this was different, it felt different, it didn't make him angry anf the fingers now from both hands on Sniper's chest lost all tension, caressing his skin more carefully than before. A pity having to bind him but no way he could let him go now ... while the riding began.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Di Mai 02, 2017 1:07 am


Somehow it seemed they had different holes to fill, pun intended. Well seemed they needed to talk or to paint or to write over their feelings, some way to communicate. And he wanted it, was just to scared to make a point, to take what he wanted, wasn't sure to make it... right?
Spy really was more than dominant, young and fearsome, a real force of nature, getting what he want and taking everything without thinking about the consequences. It was Mikes problem to think too much and to feel to much if the right points were hit. And damn... Spy could be a Sharpshooter in this game of feelings.

Well.. no way he would ever give his hat away just for info. He could do so much more than just fuck the spy, but that wouldn't be something anyone would approve of. Wether his parents nor his teammates.
No turning away, no turning in any way, he was bound and useless, with just his hard meat standing proud and waiting glistening to insert itselt into some tight little hole. Mike knew he was beeing childish to drown in selfpity, instead he should just take what to get. Miserable as it was, he could just store the good memories, the feelings and get on with everything, just thinking about it and craving more. He should be content to get anyting at all, opening his eyes as he heard the Spy moaning, couldn't help but look at the man. It was almost impossible by now to stay still, a light moan escaped his lips, licking the same to prevent himself to just gnaw on it to stay still and not say a word. Perhaps he just needed this, as only way to express a deeper feeling, the softenend face, the way he moved, moaned and seemed now content and... happy? He felt the fingers uncurling and suddenly soft and caressing, somehow it seemed, felt as if he experienced something important, if only he could make it out! Gush... No way he could read the man! „Spy....“, he started, softly, trying to stay as calm as a man could with a wet, tight sleeve around his hardened and almost hurting cock. „Move.“ If this was the only thing he would get from him he would take it. Take it as much as the man was willing to give. He tried to move his hip, just a bit to make him move, gasping as there was no way he could move! Thats... freaking unfair.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Di Mai 02, 2017 10:13 pm

A good one, that pun, indeed, but maybe not that far away from reality and in that case, it was not funny at all. June was used to concealing everything inside, sometimes even unsure if he was as calm, happy or annoyed as he seemed to be, maybe faking that, too. He might know what he wanted, but it never was a long-term goal, it was all just the next strike, the next touch, the next kill, but never a big plan ... least for the future. But yeah, he knew where one had to put his thumb so it would hurt, maybe this was even working subconsciously?

Who wanted that hat anyway! Sure Snipes could do more, but he was not allowed to, it was like sneaking closer to an animal from behind when it was only willing to accept another approach, lashing out violently when provoked. Cuddling was no approach and neither was talking. Not at first. No need to be mad at himself, Sniper could be proud - not many men resisted so long, being offered almost-free sex and not even having to pay for it - only with his freedom temporarily. June knew those hands could stop him if they wanted, and he was not willing to find out if they would try.
It felt good, really good and different to the last non-voluntarily entering cock, even if it resembled this one here. He was distracted, not immediately noticing Sniper now again looked up at him, because Spy himself felt better now. It was selfish, but desperately needed, eeven getting a soft moan from his victim. June was not exactly happy ... but calmer, softer, a raging ocean finally resting for a while. This was intimacy, even if plain fucking it meant more to Sniper than to himself just like cuddling was not so important to June - this was helping, making him shiver in pleasure as he leaned forwards a bit.
"Mh?", he made, distracted for a moment looking at the one calling him, then he smirked a bit. It was a permission to do it, even if he didnt want to unbind Sniper yet, but giiving him another reply. With a soft gleam of fog, June turned into his normal body, shrinking a bit, still well trained yet more delicate and yes, the hated true and young version. Snipes had asked for it at the beginning ... and now June was relaxed enough to forget his stubbornness for a moment. Had a nice side effect: he became even tighter around the meat inside, making him purr. No need for Mikey to do anything.
He started to move, pushing himself up and going down again, moving his hips in soft rotation. Fantastic, he could feel himself getting wet, making it easier to move, to go a little faster with his hands still on the broad chest, supporting himself.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Di Mai 02, 2017 11:53 pm

Not funny, well mate... no need to dwell on bad things. So he even didn't know if his feelings were real? That was downright weird, let me tell you. No bigger plan for the future, well it wasn't like Mike had any plans sans meeting his parents and living a nice, steady life without much disturbances.
Mike wanted the hat! It was a gift from his father and he would die for it. And he wasn't a wild animal, nor could he compared to a hungry crocodile, even if he fought some of them off. A wide scar on his belly confirmed a rather unfaithfull encounter with one of them. This spy here was more dangerous than a crocodile and... he couldn't eat the dangerous animal if he killed him.

There was no approach in drugging and bounding and raping someone! But he really seemed to be happier now, if Sniper could tell it under the stupid mask. It was hiding his face, even as he had chosen an older appearence something he wouldn't quite get why the Spy was doing this. Mike was also shivering but not alone from pleasure, he was shivering cause he tried to get his shit together, not trying to free himself and turn the tables, fucking the Spy was good but he wanted him to be content right now. And Spy seemed to really enjoy this. Perhaps he would coming more... wanting more if Mike was holding still and letting the man take what he want?
He held his breath as he felt those piercing eyes locking with his own, the shameless smirk and suddenly... suddenly he was his right appearence, well at least Sniper thought it was his right one. Mike couldn't help himself but smiled and mouthed a quiet „Thank you“, to the Spy, admiring the young body,much better than the older one, even if it was just a few years. This was... real. Well more real than before. „You... look stunning like this.“
Not the best compliment he could think of, but better than any other thing, blushing more and layed his head back, moaning with pleasure. It felt good, the tight hole around his member, the warm hands on his chest. „If you don't move I will die right here mate.“, he growled, not wanting the man to play with him, but fuck himself till Sniper would get off too. It wasn't what he wanted but it was something he could live with. For now.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mi Mai 03, 2017 9:35 am

Big words from someone dwelling in desperate thoughts all the time. But how should someone know what strawberries tasted like when he never had some before? How should June really know what he was feeling if he was faking stuff all the time and still missing the signs telling him to stop and maybe take a closer look. So he had no plans, not even for how he might want to live if this battle ever ended.
Scars were always telling stories, and aside from a zoo June never saw Alligators before which he was not unhappy about. Miley was more of a falcon, mostly alone up there in the heights, only sometimes bursting for his prey. There still was no reason to get eaten anyway! Who would eat reptiles after all?

Well, Sniper started this game with drugs and bondage, not Junes idea. Of course Mike didnt get what the mask was for as he never wore one himself to understand, but unlike yesterday he wouldnt remove it today. Sure he wanted more, ignoring the warning thought that being so close was not good in all behalfs, that he was craving it way too much... But hell it was good.
Shifting back was a little gift for Sniper now giving in a bit, June becoming less tensed and well maybe happier, who wouldnt get that in this Situation? He blinked in momentary confusion before smiling again, not expecting a compliment right now and watching sniper lean back, moaning, feeling it.
"Merci.", he replied softly, then chuckling a bit, "You wont die from this, except when you want it mon cher."
With that said, his hands wandered over the broad chest, the flanks, as June started riding him properly and almost with force, gasping at the intense feeling flooding through his body like a drug, making him moan again. It felt good... So good.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mi Mai 03, 2017 11:49 am

Maybe. Perhaps they should both go on some hippie meditation vacation and find their inner selfs. Whatever. They would be killed by Solly if they ever tried to come back after such a thing.
There were no proof that this battle ever ended, but perhaps someday they would be too old for the wars, would retire and then... was there really nothing he craved?
But they were great and mighty beasts, the Spy should come to the farm of Mikes parents, there was always a croc or a spider or a big snake... even the bats were bigger than here! And croc was delicious, well not as delicious as shark or snake but... it was really good.

Well the mask was a barriere between them, perhaps it was better to let it on, this way he could remove himself a bit from the scene, from the emotions, boiling hot in his vains. And it was really good, he just don'T want to be played at, he would loose himself in the game, was not good like the Spy, was lost in it all.
It was nice of him to shift, he cherished it, even if he was thinking that it was all a big bad idea. But now, well he was allready deep in it, in him, no need to be shy now. It was also nice to see the man confused for a moment, there you would think he was getting compliments all day, but it seemed this was not the case. „I will die if you don't move and just tease the whole day.“, he insisted, but there he was doing it, caressing first the body and then starting to ride like he was posessed. What a lovely body and how much experience he must have to be this good. Mike whined and tried to fuck into him but couldn't and it was drivin him mad, to be at the mercy of the spy, to just take it. His eyes never left the lean body, trying to capture every move, every second, everything. „You're so fucking good.“
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Mi Mai 03, 2017 9:29 pm

There was absolutely no way Spy would allow such profanity, talking or even learning from someone who had been cuddling trees and getting stoned of his ass all day long – never ever. Maybe a mirror would help to first know what his own face truly looked like again. And Soldier was both too slow and too dumb to be able to kill a spy, tse. What should someone crave for that could already buy everything he wanted, living day by day without knowing if there was a tomorrow? But if Sniper insisted he could write eating snakes and crocodiles on his to-do-list.

To June it made no huge difference to wear the mask or to take it off, he felt the same way like yesterday when he did not have it on his head inside the van – right now he wasnt thinking about it anyway, feeling so much too but mostly focusing on his lust and keeping them both entertained without hasting it. He had no plan yet what to do after being finished, whatever that meant. Aside from getting the hard meat, taking it all inside and enjoying every inch of it.
June was not confused by the compliment, even though it was right he didnt get too many in a warzone around uncivilized mercenaries, but the fact Sniper said it in this situation threw him off a bit. So no teasing anymore, alright, he promised not to kill him and that included passive dying through slow fucking. He could do more than this.
And he did, dancing and maybe caressing him a bit, as Spy had learned that Sniper reacted well to tender touches, was controled by that more easily. He felt that his toy tried to move, thinking about freeing him but only for a second. He felt his glances, almost like they touched him too, letting out his moans freely and now starting to use his muscles, massaging him without slowing down. June didnt want to haste it but ... merde.
"Hah ... c'est toi qui faisait des facons hier soir.", he replied almost reproachful before whining in pleasure again, writhing on top of him refusing to give into his urges already.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Do Mai 04, 2017 12:03 am

Well at least they wouldn't get lectured from Soldier, that would be horrible and not as funny as some tree hugger.
Mirror or not he was something else. A man he couldn't understand, couldn't grasp and even so he was falling for him, falling hard and without any emergency stop. Well... perhaps some feelings or a nice lunch, a vacation? Some time off? And yeah, but only if it was fresh and someone experienced to cook it. No way he should eat it in some old fucked tavern. And yeah perhaps he was volunteering for a good hunt and some cooking.

So? He felt the same way? Lonely and in need of company? Well now he was getting company but he was taking something else than yesterday. Sniper didn't knew what to do after they fucked either. Perhaps the Spy would hold his word and let him live... or he would die from those skilled hands, whatever it was he wasn't sure how to react.
Confused, be thrown off, everything the same, and he could tease, but only with his words and not with his ass, thank you very much. It really felt as if he was getting a fine job of a very skilled not... whore but well... a little bit. There was a little spark of jealousy, how much lovers had the man pleased in his life? How many Snipers before killed with his hips and his smile? Right now he was reacting, but not only with his member, no he was reacting to the hot spark inside, growling at the man, without saying anything about his problem. It wasn't his place to be jealous, wasn't it? „I don't understand shit, spook.“, he confessed, he needed to come but... it wasn't enough! And he was sure he would come within the Spy if he dared to come and milk his hard length. Mike couldn't help but moaned with every little motion, tried to free himself and tearing at the bonds, no matter hurting himself.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Do Mai 04, 2017 7:30 pm

Hey, a tree hugger trying to teach mercenaries who made their living by one-hitting others, killing, raping and such WOULD be funny. Maybe not such a bad idea after all, June would have fun terrorizing a chilled being for sure, couldn't be harder than distracting or ignoring Soldier. A strange thing that Sniper was actually attrated somehow to something he couldn't understand – normally it was the other way around and one feared the unknown.
There would be a vacation necessary because in this shithole of the world, there was no decent restaurant to get a nice lunch. It was pitiful that June even was a little looking forward to Friday even if that was nothing special red spy could possibly offer, except for when they used a teleporter to Paris or something ... If Snipes killed a crocodile, they could make some gauntlets or wallets out of it?

Non non, June was alone, not lonely, that was a difference, and sometimes he claimed others to break being alone for a while. Maybe he could just ask later on, or keep him here for a few more rides, who knew ... both busy right? There would be a way, one or another, if Sniper walked or spawned back to his van was in the end just a question of efficiency.
No teasing anymore, well, maybe only by speaking words poor Mike didnt understand, but hey, a fine ass might do all of that. No need to hold back, June had been called worse than whore in several languages, it was just jealousy because he knew how to take full advantage of his body. In fact, he did never count how may, as there were never many to actually leave a hint of a memory. It was hot hearing him growl and knowing why, making him grin – it was so nice to be able speaking several languages, eight?
"Now now, no need to go enrage ...hah!", he gasped, feeling his insides tingle and almost ablaze, feeling Sniper's muscles under him tensing even if the man could not move. What would he do once set free? He somehow doubted it was still only cuddling ...

Spy's fingers once again clawed, his body arching as the restraints of himself were thrown aside, he was feeling it and most of all, enjoying it, it was what he needed and the person he needed it from. May Mikey come, that was the goal anyway to force him to like it too, but right now it was pure selfishness. His fingers left little red lines on the dark skin, which made his own look almost ghostly white,, seeing and feeling him shake underneath before allowing himself to cry out, coming and tensing at the same time, what made it feel like Sniper got even bigger inside, causing the cry to die as a long whine. He trembled, almost giving in but supported by his hands, grasping for air. Shit... he still felt like coming even if he already spilled everything on his strong victim, still needing time to get back to any senses ... if at all.
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BeitragThema: Re: Tales of Snipers and Spys    Fr Mai 05, 2017 10:52 pm

Well... somehow he could better be teaching Pyro in cuddling anything than starting fire everywhere. Or nope, he would be burned or stashed in the closet to get free hugs every now and then... It wasn't strange, he liked things he didn't knew, normally not living objects but well... the Spy was special.
And yeah... he was adversed in taking everything from his prey, so he could make the Spy something beautifull out of Crocodile leather. With the teleporter there would be a possibility to get to other countries. Like Armand would went to Paris with him to buy some suits, perhaps they would eat together and... well Mike would die of jealousy.

There was the difference, Mike was lonely and alone, he could be with the other mercenaries but there wasn't the feeling of beeing home. Of beeing wanted or whatever he was searching. It wasn't easy with other persons, but somehow he craved it.
A fine ass he had, thats for sure, it was a tease how the Spy grinned at him, his eyes flashing and showing his teeth, a real predator. And nope he hadn't earned it to get a cuddle, he needed to be pounded till he quit with this damn attitude.
„Free me Spook.“, he demanded, growling at the man. It was a pity he would loose his marks, no way he wasn't dying the next day, loosing the scratches because of the respawn. He felt the man tensing, cried out himself and shuddered, coming in the man as he felt the hole tighten around his member, milking him without mercy. „hah... spook... You.... fuck.“, he bubbled, panted and closed his eyes. Damn. It felt too intense, he wanted to... to fuck him, to turn him around and take the man, if thats what he wants why not giving it to him? „Free me. NOW.“
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