![]() He could recall every time he'd been shot, stabbed, caught in an explosion, bitten, punched, and cut, but none of them hurt like seeing Spy kiss someone else did. Sniper could run his fingers through Spy's hair for hours and never tire of it. "Ah, mon cher, don't let it get to you so- if your père does not accept you for who you are, zat is his loss."Īs much as Spy liked to brag about how experienced a lover he was and how romance was one of his many specialties, the wild, honest, naked passion with which the Australian kissed him never failed to take his breath away. Notes: Factions are up to the reader- I wrote it with a RED Sniper and Spy in mind, but you're more than welcome to infer it as BLU or crossfaction if you like. ![]() ![]() ![]() Warning: Swears and (heavily) implied naughtyness- nothing too offensive otherwise. ![]()
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