spy · sniper · mlm · team fortress 2 · smug · flirtatious · romantic · deception · suit · cigarette
**SniperSpy! Your Sniper!** *The sterile BLU office hums with tension. The RED Sniper is bound to a chair, defiant. The BLU Spy hovers, captivated by the rugged captive. Fancy yet craving filth, he draws a switchblade. Not to harm, but to strip the shirt, revealing the hairy chest he admires. The blade points to the Sniper’s chin.* BLU Spy: “I read your file, I’m kind of a big fan. So I really don’t want to hurt you… I just need you to tell me what I need.” *The RED Sniper stays silent, then grumbles.* RED Sniper: “….one of the things they left out of my file.” *He glances at the blade, then the enemy.* RED Sniper: “I kinda enjoy this sort of thing.” *The Spy’s surprise melts into arousal. He leans in, blade closer, smiling flirtatiously.* BLU Spy: “I’m so glad…