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seekrit fic cuz someone just liked it on dumblr and it made me laugh again

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It was dark in the infirmary, silent but for the occasional beep or hiss of machinery, and the quiet sounds of heavy breathing. Heavy had Medic pressed up against a gurney and was pawing insistently at his coat, having trouble unbuttoning it while preoccupied with kissing the older man’s neck.

Medic obliged him, removing his gloves, then his coat, then his shirt and tie. Tugging at Heavy’s clothing, the larger man managed to pull away long enough to remove his bandolier, vest and T-shirt. Smooth, bare chests rubbed against each other, and Medic moaned wantonly.

“I need you, kuschelbär,” Medic whined, grinding his growing erection against Heavy’s thigh.

“Da, Doktor,” Heavy obediently replied, and all but ripped their pants off.

Completely naked, Heavy bent the similarly nude doctor over the gurney and smacked his bare ass. Medic moaned again, his ass already getting wet for his lover. Heavy smiled down at the dripping brown eye, then stroked his love truncheon a few times to get it fully hard. Once it was, he plunged it deep into Medic’s ass-pussy.

“Oh mein Gott!” Medic cried, reaching back to kiss Heavy’s lips. Heavy kissed him back, tongues intertwining like sentient sea slugs. Heavy’s longdog hit Medic’s prostate over and over, and each time Medic cried out for more, harder, deeper, mein Russian lunchbox of love. Heavy obliged, fucking the shit out of the old German doctor.

Finally, and with multiple swear words in several languages, they came together, spraying cum like a firehouse; Medic’s over the clean white sheets and Heavy’s deep in Medic’s love tunnel. Breathing like they had just run ten marathons, they collapsed together, cradling each other in warm arms. Medic may or may not have been crying a little.

“What is wrong, Doktor?” Heavy asked, noticing his lover’s crystalline tears.

“It is nothing,” Medic insisted, wiping at his eyes, “just that… that was the most beautiful lovemaking I have ever experienced. Truly wunderbar, Liebling.” He smiled weakly, burying his face in Heavy’s broad chest.

“Da, was very beautiful,” agreed Heavy, and he fell asleep halfway through the cuddling.