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     BLU Scout ran as fast as his thin legs could carry him. Bullet after bullet came his way. He saw his team's Demoman fall with blood splashing everywhere from the bullet hole's. Some of the familiar red liquid landed on his shirt, causing a slight yip to escape the normally cocky Bostonian. He had already sustained some blunt injuries on behalf of the RED Heavy,but had yet to be shot during this particular battle. It wasn't something he was keen on feeling.

    The youngest member of BLU was hiding off in a storage room full of crates. His slender body was easily hidden by a massive steel crate. He was shaking, holding his bat close to his chest. Almost everyone else was dead. He saw most of them on the way to this particular storage facility. However, BLU Sniper was missing. Where could he be?

    "This ain't exactly the best spot to be, mate." The familiar voice said in the emptiness.

     "Where is everyone?" He stood up, clutching the bat tighter.

     "Unfortunately, they're dead."

     "Ya gotta be kidding me! Everyone? How are we gonna get outta here alive? There just ain't no way." Scout held back a few tears. He could stand blood and guts,but the realization of his teammates dying hit him hard. He was secretly glad, though. At least Sniper was still alive. To him, he mattered the most. He had never told the older man his feelings,but deep in his heart he would always have them, even if he tried denying them. Now the two faced possible elimination. He had to confess.

     "Best thing we can hope for is to wait it out here and sneak out when its late." Sniper sat down and motioned for Scout to follow. "Listen, I gotta tell ya something, mate."

    "U-um, I-I have to tell you something to,but you should go first." Scout muttered out. His face was slightly red,Sniper noticed. He also stuttered out the words. This wasn't how Scout normally was. The younger of the two jumped when he felt a hand touch his face.

   "Ya, see..." the older man's cheeks lit up a light scarlet. "I've been eyein ya lately...and well..."

     "I feel the same way..." Scout leaned over and closed his eyes. Sniper closed the gap.

     Their tongues clashed in a violent rage back and forth. Both had be romantically starved for far to long. They needed this.

    "I fucking love you...." Scout huffed and puffed between moans. He let of a loud yip as Sniper's tongue traced his thin neck.

    "Me to...." Sniper said looking up that Scout. He pulled off the tight pull shirt and began ravishing his teammate.

    Luck seemed to be on the two men's side. Not only were they able to enjoy themselves,but they were able to sneak off into the night, unnoticed by the rivaling REDs. They would survive to fight another battle together.

Description
     BLU Scout ran as fast as his thin legs could carry him. Bullet after bullet came his way. He saw his team's Demoman fall with blood splashing everywhere from the bullet hole's. Some of the familiar red liquid landed on his shirt, causing a slight yip to escape the normally cocky Bostonian. He had already sustained some blunt injuries on behalf of the RED Heavy,but had yet to be shot during this particular battle. It wasn't something he was keen on feeling.

    The youngest member of BLU was hiding off in a storage room full of crates. His slender body was easily hidden by a massive steel crate. He was shaking, holding his bat close to his chest. Almost everyone else was dead. He saw most of them on the way to this particular storage facility. However, BLU Sniper was missing. Where could he be?

    "This ain't exactly the best spot to be, mate." The familiar voice said in the emptiness.

     "Where is everyone?" He stood up, clutching the bat tighter.

     "Unfortunately, they're dead."

     "Ya gotta be kidding me! Everyone? How are we gonna get outta here alive? There just ain't no way." Scout held back a few tears. He could stand blood and guts,but the realization of his teammates dying hit him hard. He was secretly glad, though. At least Sniper was still alive. To him, he mattered the most. He had never told the older man his feelings,but deep in his heart he would always have them, even if he tried denying them. Now the two faced possible elimination. He had to confess.

     "Best thing we can hope for is to wait it out here and sneak out when its late." Sniper sat down and motioned for Scout to follow. "Listen, I gotta tell ya something, mate."

    "U-um, I-I have to tell you something to,but you should go first." Scout muttered out. His face was slightly red,Sniper noticed. He also stuttered out the words. This wasn't how Scout normally was. The younger of the two jumped when he felt a hand touch his face.

   "Ya, see..." the older man's cheeks lit up a light scarlet. "I've been eyein ya lately...and well..."

     "I feel the same way..." Scout leaned over and closed his eyes. Sniper closed the gap.

     Their tongues clashed in a violent rage back and forth. Both had be romantically starved for far to long. They needed this.

    "I fucking love you...." Scout huffed and puffed between moans. He let of a loud yip as Sniper's tongue traced his thin neck.

    "Me to...." Sniper said looking up that Scout. He pulled off the tight pull shirt and began ravishing his teammate.

    Luck seemed to be on the two men's side. Not only were they able to enjoy themselves,but they were able to sneak off into the night, unnoticed by the rivaling REDs. They would survive to fight another battle together.