Team Fortress 2 Ships

Heavy x Spy: Lesson (Smut)

(This chapter is based on an idea requested by gummygirl27)

"This is absolute bullshit!" Jacques yelled looking at the room in front of him.

Miss Pauling had sent Misha and Jacques on an important mission together outside of Teufort, Canada, to be specific. Since this mission would take more than a day, Miss Pauling had set up a hotel room for them, unfortunately, the only available room was a tiny, shitty-looking room with only one bed.

"Calm down, this is all Miss Pauling could get on short notice." Misha sighed, putting his bag on the floor.

"Yeah, well this is horrible! It smells, that looks like blood on the carpet, it's pitch dark in here with a broken light, and just one fucking bed?!" Jacques yelled. "Does she expect us to sleep in bed together?!"

"It is two nights, it is not big deal..." Misha sat down in the bed.

"Argh! Whatever!" Jacques growled, closing the door. He shivered looking for the heater, but there wasn't one. "Great no heater either, glad I'm gonna freeze to death in this dump."

Misha sighed, laying back, he was not fazed by the cold at all. I mean he grew up in Russia and it was almost always snowing around his home.

"It is not that cold," Misha said.

"Easy for you to say, you have all that extra body weight keeping you warm." Jacques poked Misha's stomach.

The action had annoyed Misha but he just let it go not wanting to start an argument with Jacques when he just wanted to relax while he got the chance. Jacques looked around his bag for a while before finding his pajamas, since the room was dark enough he changed in front of Misha, though it wasn't like Misha was paying attention. Jacques then sat on the bed, grabbing the remote before he sat down. The tv surprisingly turned on, but the current channel was static, Jacques growled, going through the channels that were mostly static. Misha didn't pay attention to the tv until he heard a low moaning sound.

"Oh of course! The only channel working is the porn channel... whatever, at least it's something..." Jacques said, throwing the remote on the table and watching the screen.

Misha looked at Jacques, confused by how unfazed Jacques was watching porn, though considering the stories the other guy tells about Jacques' sex life, this is probably normal to him. Misha looked at the tv, it was a very fit raven-haired man pounding hard into what Misha assumed was a redhead girl but when the camera moved slightly, Misha realized it was a heavy-looking male with medium-length hair. Misha blushed, looking away from the tv.

"Is this really the only thing on tv?" Misha asked.

"This is the only working channel," Jacques said, still watching. "What are you not into this? I wouldn't have guessed that.."

Misha raised an eyebrow, turning to Jacques.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Misha asked.

"You know, aren't you and Ludwig together?" Jacques asked.

Misha's heart broke a bit.

"No... doktor and Heavy are just... friends," Misha said, trying to hide his obvious discomfort to the question.

"There definitely sounds like something more to that statement," Jacques said, looking away from the tv.

Misha sighed, crossing his arms.

"Fine, Heavy may have feelings for Doktor but he does not feel same way..." Misha admitted.

"Did he tell you that or are you just assuming that?" Jacques asked.