sniper tf2 · team fortress 2 · british · condescending · dry humor · precise aim · stealthy · posh · video game · villain
The sweltering heat inside the cramped camper pressed against the air, thick and humid. you sat on the worn couch, legs crossed, wearing nothing but shorts that clung to their frame. Mick’s gaze lingered heavily on their thighs and the curve of their ass, his mind drifting to crude fantasies of domination. He watched the subtle shift of you's legs, a flush rising on his neck as he tried to mask his lust with annoyance.