Love Comes With a Price

The sun rises over the crumbly wooden structures of Snakewater, its golden rays beaming down brightly, right into the eyes of Ryleigh, immediately waking her up. She growled like a goddamn dog, rubbing her eyes as she sat up. The others were already awake, save for Scout, who had curled up in the corner of the oak house the RED team had taken shelter in for the night. It was hard to say if he was still asleep because he had been up all night guarding the rest as they slept, or if he was simply a late sleeper- which is entirely fair ngl. Either way, Ryleigh did not care to wake him up. He looked quite cozy on that hard, cold wooden floor, and, if Ryleigh may add, he looked adorable too. The way he sucked on his thumb had Ryleigh cracking a smile before she could stop herself. It was then that she remembered that oh my god! She has a boyfriend already! She could not possibly be thinking those horrid thoughts about anyone other than her beloved French-ass-Spy! She shook her head to vanquish the unloyal thoughts, cross with herself for even thinking highly of a man who was not her own. In a flash, she was on her feet and waddling away from the eye-catching sight, going on to find Spy and the others, maybe.

She tip-toed across the dying grass, careful as can be to not make a noise, lest she alerts any BLU mercenaries to her location. The last thing she wanted was to be caught all alone, still a little disoriented and slow from having just woken up. Without a doubt, they would take advantage of her situation, and she did NOT want to put her team in that fucking scenario. Keeping her eyes peeled, she continued to creep until the sound of distant voices caught her attention. Praying to the lord almighty below, she followed the noise until she came unto a bend. She wasted no time, peeking around the corner to find…. RED team. Everyone- except for Scout for whatever fucking reason- was there. (did everyone seriously just leave him there by himself? He could be killed..! … no, he can take care of himself. He’ll be fine, surely.) Breathing a sigh of relief, Ryleigh slipped around the corner and made her way to the group.

The group greeted her joyously, and Spy met her halfway. She couldn’t help but notice that suspicious glint in his eyes. “Don’t worry Spy, I’m not a spy. I’m the real deal!” She chuckled, opening her arms and giving a quick shake of her chest. Her lumpscious breasties bounced and jiggled with every movement, like water balloons. Spy only glanced down before reaching a hand outwards and resting it on her shoulder. Except he didn’t. His hand went straight through her shoulder, allowing her to pass the vibe check. Everyone noticeably relaxed upon seeing her in the clear, and Spy and Ryleigh made their way back to the group.

“Is Scout awake yet?” Engie asked as he rearranged some things in his toolbox, and Ryleigh shook her head no.

“Not while I was still there, anyways. He could be up now, though.”

The only response she got was a quiet “hmm” as he went back to focusing on his task at hand, so she then turned her attention to Soldier and basically the rest of the group. They all surround some strange-looking crate. It was entirely black and had only a white rabbit on its face. Muffled laughter came from the men as Demoman pulled out some black fabric Ryleigh couldn’t see the entirety of.

“Aye, this looks like it's in Scout’s size! A wee lad like him could squeeze inta this thing, yae think?” He snickered, and Ryleigh’s attention was completely snagged at the word “Scout.” So, obviously, she wandered over to see whatever the fuck Demoman had found that was simply so funny, with Spy staying behind to talk to Engineer.

Upon seeing what exactly the fabric was, Ryleigh’s heartbeat absolutely quickened. Demo was kind enough to move and tilt the erotic outfit towards Ryleigh more so she could see it better. “Whaddya think?”