Tf2 X Reader The Sequel!

Sweet! Spy X Insecure! Reader (Lemon)

*HEAVY BREATHING* SOOOO HAWTT!!! AHHG GIMMIE AGHHH!!!!! I WANT SUM FUCC!

Your POV

You sat at the dinner table after you had all just finished a long grueling battle. You pull at your shirt to attempt hiding your body shape. You heard someone sigh but couldn't tell who. You always thought you were too fat. It was a bad habit you gained from the past. You all were done eating and just hanging out as everyone was tired and "digesting" after the huge meal. You kept to not eating much.

You made yourself salad with raspberry vinaigrette. Miranda sighed and fiddled with a pencil as she was sketching in her book. "Shiße..." she swore as she accidentally broke the pencil tip. She left to the gym grumbling to herself. "Whats up 'wit her?" Scout speaks up.

"I dont know. Something must have happened..." you say. "HIAHH!!!" You hear muffled through the walls. A few people snicker until a mannequin head flys across the room, slamming into the wall. Everyones eyes bulge as they saw how fast that flew.

"God damn toots!" "HALT DEINE FRESSE SCOUT!!!" Medic chuckles at scout. You snicker a bit but don't laugh. Your laugh is gross, you always thought. You smile a bit not showing your teeth. They're yellow, you always thought.

You always beat yourself up. You get up and decide its time to get up. You leave up the stairs and go in your room. A few moments later you hear a thud. You go downstairs. "Who else heard that?" Everyone nods not even caring.

You go to the gym and see the lights are off. You turn them on and see a body on the ground. Mirandas to be exact. She was sleeping, you could see her shallow breathing. 'Why did she pass out?' She was warm but pale. "Medic!"

He walks in and sees his sister on the ground. He gasps and runs over. Checks pulse etc. he eventually sighs in relief. "Look." He points to her head.

"...i don't get it." "Her roots. Some are grey. She passed out ov stress. Shes going to be ok." 'Huh...makes sense.'

You went back to the stairs. You walk through the hall way- "A-mmph!" your pulled into a room with a hand over your mouth. "Shh...ma petite." Its spy. He spins and pulls you into his room. "Maybe our' stressed too?"

"Wh- what?? What are you-?" He plants a lip locked kiss making you jump a bit but you kiss back, seeming as he liked you and you liked him. You let his hands roam as you had roamed his suited chest. From the chest to the shoulders, to the neck, and caressing his face as the kiss deepens. You moan as he gently grabs your breast through the bra and shirt. You could feel as if your heart rate sped up and became..sort of deeper?

As if a knot was tying itself. You separated and he growls lowly. It was a total turn on seeing him so lustful. He leads you to his deep, velvet, (R/B) sheeted bed. Made to perfection. His blue-green eyes shown with lust.

He took off his mask and his slicked hair and small beard was revealed. He was so sexy with that grin and half lidded gaze... you ran your hands through his hair as he leaned into your hand savoring the sweet moment. His hair was pure silk through your fingers. He goes to grab your waste but you pull away. "Mon amour parfait quel est le problème?" (My perfect love, what is the problem?)

"I..i don't want to really..I'm too fat, right?" He suddenly adopted an angry expression. "I don't care if your fit, fat or ugly! C'est très beau. je n'aime que toi!" (Beautiful is you. I love only you!) he snakes his hands up your shirt and removes it.

He smiles as you try to cover your stomach. He gently lays you on the bed and kisses slowly up your stomach, between your breast, up your neck into a long passionate make out session. You run your hands through his silky hair as he works. As he's kissing you, you pull off his tie. He takes it and blindfolds you. "What? Why?" You ask.

You can feel him press his finger against your soft lips. After what felt like forever, he was above you with just (R/B) boxers, as he was giving you soft kisses on your neck. His chest was slightly hairy but was so sexy to you. You run your soft hands across his broad chest, you could feel his chest vibrate as he had growled again, seeing you so helpless beneath you. He slowly pulled your jeans down and runs his hands down your legs like feathers. You decide on a big step and take off your bra. Your breast spread across your chest.

He gropes one and sucks on the taut nipple on the other. Knowing he wants you to moan, you keep it. He lightly bites on one and you gasp. That wasn't enough for him. He grinds his clothed cock against your womanhood making you finally moan. "Mmm...ma petite...so beau." He removes your panties and pushes down on your nerve filled button, then goes in circles.

You squirm a bit under him. This just makes him harder, seeing you squirm and hear your moans. You grip the edge of his boxers to give the hint. He lets you remove his boxers. His cock now exposed. 'Will it fit..?' You worry.

He runs the head up and down your wet slit making you mewl beneath him. "Spy.." "Sidney. I want to hear my name on your beau lips...plaire.?" "Sidney, please stop the teasing and foreplay..." he growls hearing his name and slowly starts. It stings quite a bit but gets way easier as he's farther in.

You moan feeling filled. He goes slowly and tauntingly slow. You asked for him to go faster, but he didn't do anything. He kisses you deeply as he's going slowly, filling you with himself. You ran you hands through each others hair. There was so much going on at once...you whimper his name and he groans in response. The sweat on his forehead beaded.

He suddenly got a bit faster. "Hah..(Y/N)..,you're so perfect." He pants, and speeds up. "D-deeper..." you mewl. He just barely touched that spot making you shake a bit and moan a little louder. He starts to tease your flustered button making you lean your head back.

Your lewd noises turned him on. He started getting a little careless as he sped up. "O-oh! Spy! Right there-" your voice it cut off as he suddenly rams his entire length into you. You scream and arch your back. It felt amazing, but you both weren't all done. He got out of you and flipped you on your hands and knees.

He bends your face down to the sheets as he slowly enters again. He's griping your hips making you ram into him with one hand as the other teases your tits. The know builds harshly in your core. The wave coming, racing towards shore. He rams into you and fills you as you scream in pure ecstasy and he moaned. You both enjoy the afterglow riding it out. He pulls out with an audible pop and collapses onto the bed.

You topple over and lay next to him. You would cuddle, but your already very hot from the previous acts. As he's falling asleep, you play with his chest hair and hair slowly falling asleep yourself. "je t'aime tellement, Sidney..." he lightly grumbles a sleepy "je t'aime, (Y/N)..." as you two fall asleep.

Meanwhile, Miranda's stress was cured by a certain aussie.....