Chapter Nine: Don't forget to add a title, ditz. He was almost feverish when he arrived to find the object of his affections sitting with his back to the wall, looking a little stunned himself. He wasted no time, skidding his knees across the floor as he flung himself into the guy. Arms clamped around just below the shoulders pinning Sniper together and snapping his attention. "Oi, Soldier's going to give you a good verbal smacking if he figures out you came up," he laughed, putting a forearm awkwardly up to rub Scout's hunched back. "God, I'm sorry..." the younger groaned. "Y'saved me just then, there ain't a need..." "No, not that." Scout crawled up and draped his hands over Sniper's shoulders, edging him forward and the two of them closer to kiss. The other didn't quite respond for how unexpected it was, and suddenly the griping from seconds ago wasn't as innocuous. Scout relinquished him. "You're right, it'd be shitty. I could have just hurt you. I get what you were talking about, at the hospital, on our trip. Let's not waste time. You ain't as indestructible as I am." That last part Sniper found debatable but the sentiment was right and pushing a sense of mortality on Scout wasn't going to do anything positive for him right now. It made him happy enough Scout shared his feelings. He thumbed the boy's cheek affectionately. "An' ye ain't worried about nothing else? I mean, I am older'n ye, and male, and..." "Fuck what other people think!" Scout decided. "I ain't fuckin' around from now on. I know hardhat seems to be okay with it. If anyone got a problem they can say it to my face and get an ass-whoop." Scout cozied up and snaked his arms around Sniper's neck, because it felt good coming to terms with the situation. "Let's just do what we want. Y'know?" He pecked Sniper's lips again, his blood still pumping like crazy. "Like, anythin' we want. You get me?" The proximity had Sniper thinking along certain lines and he was pretty sure he was meant to get something certain from that. "Anythin'," he mimicked, his best suave on. "Maybe tonight we can do anythin'." Scout shook his head, smirking and thinking it was almost too innocent of the older man. He didn't consider himself lewd but he at least had something more immediate in mind. It seemed like a good idea while his adrenaline was still going and he was caught in the moment. "Why wait?" His leg shifted around Sniper's and he was soon straddling his leg, sitting on top of him. Warning bells went off in Sniper's head. He was pretty charged too but he wasn't so stupid. They were in the middle of a mission and screwing around was not compliant with his personal rules. Though the thought itself was incredibly tempting. "It wouldn't be very professional of either of us, though. I don't think..." Scout attacked his mouth this time, fierce about it. Sniper tried to break it but Scout ended up banging his head back against the wall to trap him. He moulded it into an open-mouthed encounter and, being terribly new at it, scraped their teeth and made it generally quite sloppy. They ran out of breath quickly and Scout was the first to catch up and speak. "Don't fuckin' think. It's always 'professional' this 'n' that with you. Do somethin' fun for once, Jesus. If I didn't come see you all the time we wouldn't even be here." "That is not an excuse to--" Scout silenced him by sitting up on his lap and stripping his shirt off. "'S good enough for me." "Scout... luv..." he said, sounding like he was trying to bargain. But it was just making the assault more vicious... though in the weirdest, most tender way. Scout was putting his hands under his jacket and trailing little kisses all over his cheek and, when courage was found for it, his neck. He placed his hands on the boy's back and felt how lean he was, and his lover's shoulders tensed and relaxed, hoping this was a sign he was giving in. Not quite. "This isn't the way I want this first time t'be." Scout halted and pulled away to face him, expression blank, questioning. Sniper continued, glad to have caught his attention. "Someone's going to notice a fifth of the team is absent. An' that Spy could come back. It's risky, and we're out in the cold, an'..." Scout looked away sheepishly. He had a point. He would be incredibly embarrassed to be caught in the act even if he didn't care what people thought. Decency held true. But he didn't want to just leave... he couldn't, he would be too distracted by the raging-freaking-boner he had just been developing. "We won't like... do nookie, then." His ears reddened a bit at having said 'nookie' instead of 'sex' because he was trying not to use the word and couldn't think of something less childish-sounding. "But fuck, man, I am so hot for you right now like you wouldn't believe. Sooo..." He unzipped Sniper's fly emphatically. "Just do this, we'll be quick and I'll go back down." At being handled a bit lower he was feeling rather desperate enough himself. This kid was a dangerous one. So he conceded and Scout continued, pulling away just enough clothes for comfortable access. Of course, the first thing he had to do was compare sizes. He pulled his own belt apart and Sniper got involved, thumbing the waistband over hips and thighs. Needing the space in their position Scout resolved he, at least, would remove his trousers and simply keep them close by. Yes, a chill did sneak through the cracked windows, but he was already warming up. He straddled Sniper again, this time pressing their erections together and groaning in relief. Just this much was way more than enough, different and new enough compared to jerking it. And side-by-side he could measure up... "Damn... he's probably just harder than me, but he looks kinda bigger right now." Sniper fisted both together and made strokes for the both of them. Though flustered he did have the sense to think it would speed things up if he was taking the wheel instead of this sissy virgin who was already sweating and letting himself squawk in his heat. It seemed the boy had almost forgotten him when he pressed his palms to the wall, hanging over and groaning and forgetting how nice it could be to be as close in other parts than his lower anatomy. Sniper grasped his upper arm and pulled them close again, and Scout embraced his neck and twined his fingers in the short length of hair he could. "Fuck, man, I don't want this to end," Scout moaned again, "But I think I'm about to." "S'alright, hurry up and finish," the other urged on, enjoying himself but still desperately eager to get them back on the job. Scout came with a sharp intake of breath and left sticky remains in the hand that had been working him over, which had cleverly caught it all instead of letting it get on the floor or, heavens forbid, their clothes. "Hah," Scout grinned, "Fuckin' A." Sniper smiled back and kissed the boy as if some congratulations were in order. Scout, who didn't want to waste time, picked up his clothes and pulled them back on at the same time as he hobbled up on his feet. Sniper was a little confused and figured it must have just been very chilly, except Scout huffed a "Ceeya tonight!" and bolted outside. Sniper was left there with his dick swollen up and ready to burst and... "Bloody... mongrel... are you serious?!" Scout poked his head around the corner, grinning. "Did you need somethin'?" Sniper choked. "Ha ha, very funny!" Scout thudded his knees back on the floor, bending over onto his hands around his poor prey. "You were the one in a hurry. Don't look at me like that, I'll make it up." That said, he eagerly returned attention to the erection that had offended his ego prior. It looked ready to explode. His stomach fluttered but he had already decided he wanted to try this now. He blindly went down on it, pressing his tongue along the shaft and moving his head down. His eyes however were up, looking into his partner's and looking for approval. It was... ehh. Sniper was getting more turned on by the enthusiasm than anything, but with a little help from his own hand further along it he pushed himself over the edge. Scout hacked and coughed into his hand and Sniper had to pull out a cloth for them both to discard each-other's semen. "Damn that's nasty! I never thought about how that shit tasted!" Sniper laughed. "You really are a virgin, huh? You sound like a bloody idiot at least." Scout slugged him, not too hard, and followed it up with another kiss. They were becoming something very pleasurable to do, like it was a free action. "I haven't gotten enough of you," he sighed. "Beat up some men, then we'll talk. Tonight, we can meet and..." Sniper looked thoughtful for a moment. "No, better. Stay in your room after the mission, I'll fetch you before the afternoon even starts." "I knew you wanted it ASAP, too." A shake of the head and a smile was his only response to that. "Get going."