Hey guys, here's my little short story that I was working on before I left for boot camp. Figured I'd put it up here for you all to enjoy. I plan on finishing this thing up by next week, but here's as far as I got before being shipped off. Concrit is gladly welcomed. ---- "Mission ends in 30 seconds†The Announcer voice echoed from the sound system as I sprinted towards the enemy’s control point, my breathing ragged from battle. If I can just manage to get on the point, I can capture it before the time ran out. I pulled out my scattergun and squeezed the trigger, my buckshot leaving the barrel and tearing into an enemy engineer. I jumped over his body and spared a quick glance behind me. The rest of my team was far behind; all except for Pyro who managed to make it to the front lines alongside me. He gave me a quick nod before I looked back around again. “I got this,†I muttered under my breath, my sweaty fingers gripping my gun nervously. 50 feet away from our objective. I could taste victory. A stupid grin spread across my face. There wasn’t a B.L.U. in sight. I got this. 20 feet away. Almost there. “Oi!†A drunken voice called from my left. I looked, and there stood an enemy demoman, an evil smile slashed across his face. The last thing I saw was a pulsating grenade fly into my face. // “Aw geez,†I moaned, stumbling out of the supply room, head still spinning from Respawn. I rubbed my forehead, trying to alleviate my post-spawn headache. The team was scattered around the main room, looking sulky. Engie was sitting on the worn, red couch tuning his guitar next to Demo, who was clearly very drunk. Spy and Medic where across from each other, enjoying a silent game of chess while Heavy performed his traditional after battle cleaning of Sasha. The only ones that were missing were Soldier (who was probably moping in his room) and Sniper, who always seemed to stay in his camper van. I felt no need to ask what the outcome of the battle was. “If it wasn’t for that freakin’ Demo, I would’ve gotten it.†I complained out loud to the room. Nobody said anything. “It was just a case of bad luck. We’ll get ‘em next time.†I looked around the room again, something clicking in my head. “Hey, where’s Mumbles?†It was strange to me that Pyro was not in the room. He liked to be around the team, even after a loss. Engie shrugged from behind his guitar. “Dunno. Haven’t seen ‘em since we got back.†I frowned slightly, feeling slightly concerned. Me and the fire bug were pretty close now, some might even call it a friendship. We would often talk, even though it was hard for me to understand anything he said. It was nice, in way, to have someone who would listen to what’s worrying you. We would often look out for each other on the battlefield too. It was a true bro-mance. Saying nothing, I left the room. I tried not to think too much about Pyro as I made my way down to the showers. Cool water would help clear my mind. I chewed on my lower lip as I walked briskly. No matter what I did, I couldn’t get him out of my mind. We were good friends. I mean, really good friends, but sometimes I wondered if I wanted something more out of it. I was a lonely guy, sure, and I’m sure he was equally lonely. I guess that’s what brought us together in the first place. Ever since that first evening sitting up in the battlements, we’ve been close. I flinched slightly as I tasted the rusty flavor of blood. I must’ve bitten my lip too hard. I reached the shower room and peeked in quickly to see if there was anyone in already. I hated bathing with other people watching. It was empty, so I slid in, closing the door behind me. The base didn’t have a water heater, so taking a shower was always a chilling experience. However, the water tank was on the roof and the sun always warmed it up to a comfortable temperature, and if you took your showers soon enough after a day of fighting, you might get lucky and use up the last of the warm water. I’m surprised that nobody else on the team caught onto this like I did since they all like to take their showers in the morning. I don’t mind. I enjoy the privacy. I stripped off everything but my dogtags and placed my clothes in a pile just outside the stall where they wouldn’t get wet, stepped in, and turned the water on. Like I expected, it was lukewarm. I had about 3 minutes before it turned to fucking ice again. Grabbing the cheap block of lye soap, I scrubbed away. The soap left my skin feeling tingly and refreshed and I sighed contentedly. The warm water washed over my body, removing dirt, sweat, and faint amounts of blood from today’s fighting, and relaxed my tired muscles. It was refreshing, to say the least. As I cleaned myself, my thoughts wondered back to Pyro. I wish I knew what was really going on inside of his head. What I would give to see his face. I can’t believe that I am thinking of Pyro while taking a shower. I grimaced internally and let my mind shift to more sultry places and I felt my cock twitch involuntarily as it did so. It was always risky to attempt a wank in the shower; you never knew if someone was going to walk in and take the stall next to you, but it was a risk I was willing to take at that moment. It would be easier to do it quickly here, clean up wise. I was out of tissues in my room. I let my hand slide down my stomach, past my navel, and felt my fingers brush my scarce pubic hair. “Aw geez!†I howled as the shower head suddenly dumped freezing water on me, feeling my balls contract. I quickly turned the water off and jumped out of the stall, grabbing my towel. Fuck that. I patted myself dry with my towel before placing back on the rack. I stepped into my underwear and put back on my pants, grabbing my shirt and slinging it over one bare shoulder. Placing my socks, hat and headpiece into my bag, I slid my feet into my running shoes, not wanting to walk across the base barefoot. Grabbing my bag, I turned around and froze. Pyro was there; obviously unaware that he wasn’t alone. He had him back towards be, and was facing his personal locker space. I remained quiet, curious to see when he would notice me. Come to think of it, he must shower at night too. I’ve never seen him heading or leaving the showers in the morning like the others. He sighed heavily from behind his mask, body sagging visibly. I heard a muffled sound of a zipper, and his gloved hands reached up and pulled his mask off slowly. Wheat coloured hair spilled from the mask, thick and golden and landed just past his shoulders. He inhaled the fresh air silently and turned around, and looked at me. He, or rather she, froze when her green eyes met my blue ones, her face delicate looking with strands of hair sticking to her forehead from the sweat. She didn’t seem to know what to do, she just stood there staring at me, her mouth slightly ajar. A few seconds later, she went to turn around and tried to put the mask back on. “Wait,†I called out, walking up to her. She stood still again, and faced me slowly, looking at the tiled floor. “Hey,†I said simply, waiting to see if she would reply. She did, in a mumbled voice, “Hey..†I paused for a moment, collecting my thoughts, and put one hand in my pocket. “So, a girl huh?†Not looking up from the floor, she fidgeted awkwardly in place. “Yeah.†"I’m cool with that.†I said simply, watching her. I removed my hand from my pocket and scratched the back of my head. I wanted to make her speak more. “Say, where were you after the match? I was lookin’ for you.†Shrugging slightly, she placed her mask on the bench beside her and removed her gloves. “I was in my room. I was feeling pretty bad after the match.†The next few words seemed to pour out suddenly. “If I had just gotten to you sooner, I could have air blasted the damn nades away and we could have won the match. I could have saved you.†A sideways smile tugged at my mouth. “It aint no big deal. That’s what respawn is for. Look,†I took a step closer to her spread my arms out, “I’m just fine.†She finally looked up from the floor and into my eyes. “It still bothers me to see you decimated like that.†It was kind of weird, seeing Pyro like this. This entire time, I thought she was a man, yet my brain just accepted the fact that he was a she with no problems. It’s as if I always knew, and I felt something bloom in my chest. She continued to talk in her quieted voice as I stepped closer. "It just bothers me, you know? I hate it. I hate to see you hurt, or killed, or mangled beyond recognition.†We were face to face now, body as close as they could be without touching. I looked down at her. “I always try to stop it, but I failed. I’m sorry.†Her green eyes locked on mine and she flashed a soft smile. “I’m just rambling now, but it really does bo-“ I cut her off as my lips pressed into hers without a second thought. I don’t know why I did that, but I didn’t care. It was too late to turn back now. Our lips were smooshed together awkwardly for a few seconds before the initial shock wore off and she opened her mouth to me. She tasted like the best damn thing on Earth—a faint flavor of strawberries, and something I couldn’t place. Her mouth was warm as I pushed my tongue in, nibbling on her lower lip playfully and I felt her lips pull back in a slight smile. I felt her hands slide down my chest, fingers pushing past my waistband. The tips of her fingers brushed against the head of my growing erection. But before things got any further, I pulled back away from her face, and grabbed her hand gently. "Not here.†I murmured. She looked up at me with a confused look on her face, and my fingers intertwined with hers. I led her out of the shower room, heading towards my room. Hopefully, nobody will see us since it wasn’t that far. My heart was pounding the fastest I have ever felt it, quicker than if I was on the battlefield running out of the base with the intel. I’ve necked with a few girls before, sure, but it never got this far. Either I was always cockblocked by my brothers, she didn’t want to, or I just couldn’t get into it. This time, I was into it and so was she, and my brothers were thousands of miles away.
Wonderful! Can't wait to read more if that's what's in store!
A/N: who would've thought that 'finished by next week' meant about 3 months later? Oh well. Here's the rest of it. Sorry if anything slips past my proof reading. I lack a beta reader. Hope you guys enjoy. ------------------- Her hand was warm, even through the rubber of her suit, as I pulled her along behind me, making for my room. Foolish grins were smeared across both of our faces. I sped up the pace in the heat of the moment, my footfalls matching my pounding heart, but she kept up with me. She laughed quietly at me, and I glanced back at her. She looked at me with fire in her eyes and I squeezed her hand in mine. We finally reached my room and I fumbled with the handle before pushing it open with my shoulder. As soon as we stumbled our way into the darkness, her body and lips were pressed against my own. My mind was lost in the senses of our messy embrace. The taste of strawberries filled my mouth again, the feel of her lips and hot tongue invading my mouth, the smell of propane, gun powder and her natural sweetness, and the wet sounds of our kiss. I fumbled with the zipper of her suit blindly, not wanting to break off from her. After a few failed attempts, I felt her hands brush mine away and the sound of the zipper being undone. She slipped out of it in one motion, letting it fall to the floor before stepping out of it and undoing my pants. I start kissing her neck messily, sucking on the skin there and leaving love bites. I kiss her collarbone and the hollow of her throat as she lets out a soft, breathy moan. I just wanted to kiss her all over, all at once. I wanted to have her. My pants were finally undone, after what felt like an hour, and she pushed them down roughly. I barely had time to step out of them before we fell onto my cot. It was small, yeah, but we will both fit. She straddles me, grinding herself through her underwear slowly against my hard cock, still hidden in my briefs, as she slowly unclips her bra from behind. Her nipples are small, pink, and erect and I feel ready to bust my load then and there since this is the farthest as I have ever gotten. She smiles down at me through her hair and I can't help but smile back before she leans forward to kiss again. Her breast press into my bare chest and I giddily flip us over, a small laugh escaping from her as I do so. I slide my boxers off awkwardly, wishing I had taken them off before when I had the chance, and she did the same with her underwear. She mustn't have thought it through either. I reach down and feel her chest. She was so soft, her breast filling my hand nicely. Then I start to feel a little nervous. Do I just, you know, stick it in and go at it, no foreplay or anything? I know I don't need need any, but what about her? What if I only last 3 seconds and leave her unsatisfied? Suddenly, I felt self conscious. Looking down at her steels my nerve slightly. She's just so beautiful, you know? Laying there under me, hair sprawled out like spilled wheat, bitting her lower lip slightly with expectation. She's mine. All mine. I kiss her soft before whispering in her ear, "Ready?" "Yeah." She whispers back. I swallow nervously before reaching my hand down to guide my cock, already moist from precum, into her. It would be freakin' embarrassing to miss. I push just the head in before returning my hand back to her side to stabilize myself. Then, I thrust in slowly. I heard her gasp quietly as I do so, bitting back down on her lip. God, it was the best feeling in the world. She was wet, hot, and tight around me. I could feel her clench slightly. I pushed in all the way and just stayed there like that for a few minutes, letting her and I get used to the feeling before cautiously thrusting steadily. The sound of her soft, breathy moans filled my room, mingling with that of me thrusting in and out slowly. I fight the urge to just pound away like they do in some of the porn I have seen, wanting her to enjoy it too. Little electric jolts ran up my cock at each thrust and when she clenched harder. I let instinct take over and quickened the pace, moaning my self as I became lost to pleasure. God, she was just so hot and tight. How could I go so long not experiencing this? I begin to pant in her ear as I became close. Her body suddenly stiffened as hard as a board and her legs wrapped tightly around me. Her moans became louder and more often, before finally letting out a long breathy one and finished with a shuddering orgasm, whispering my class name. That was enough to drive me over the edge. My thrust became jerky before orgasming hard and suddenly inside of her, pushing my dick in as deep as it would go. I thrust slowly a few more times to make the feeling last longer as I rode it out before collapsing on top of her. I let my cock soften inside of her before pulling out and rolled next to her. She rolls over on her side and I pull up against her back to spoon. I drape my arm around the curve of her waist and her hand clasps the top of mine. "Tell me your name." She said quietly. "My name?" I asked, thrown off by the question. "I thought we weren't allowed to know each others names." "Screw our contracts. How will they know? It'll be our secret. I'll tell you mine." She rolls over and pulls close to me to whisper in before looking into my eyes expectantly. I was quiet for a few seconds, contemplating if it was worth risking our contracts for, before whispering mine. She smiles slightly at it before snuggling up closer and closing her eyes. We just lay there, in my cot together, before falling asleep in each others arms. --------------------- I wake up early the next morning and suddenly remember the night before. I roll over with a "Good mornin'" on my lips before realizing that my bed is empty. A strange emptiness fills my chest. I place my hand on the spot where she laid the night before. The sheets were still warm.