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Sniper x reader lemon

Sniper's pov:

I sat at my post looking through my scope at the enemy team's heavy. With one pull of the trigger he went down and I allowed myself a chuckle. Sniping's a good job, especially when you're good at it. Suddenly I feel a tap on the shoulder and I whirl around with my kukri, ready to lop the enemies head off. The intruder ducked and before I could take another swing at 'em they defensively threw a hand up and called out in a familiar voice.

"wait snipes!"

I paused in my tracks and stared down at the unamused face of my co-worker (y/n). You'd think she'd be a bit more scared but considering this was the fifth time this has happened so far, I guess she just got used to nearly being decapitated every time she visits. And visit she does. I don't know why but the Sheila can't seem to stay away. It is useful though, she often brings gift like food, clean jars, bullets, anything a man could want.

In fact, clutched in her hands right now was a sandwich, how thoughtful of her. Now that I think about it, the last time I ate was breakfast five hours ago so lunch is definitely overdue. I lean down to take the sandwich out of her hands and take a bite before helping her up.

"So Sheila, what brings you t'me sniper nest?" Her face seemed to turn red..? Huh? Why on earth would the Sheila be blushing, this was a battle hardened killing machine. Unless... did she like me? I better test this out.

I slam my hands down either side of her head, pinning her against the wall, my sandwich thrown to the floor. Shame that. I lean down close to her ear.

"Sheila... (y/n)... I don't know what's wrong with me, all I can think about is you." this wasn't exactly a lie, she had been occupying my head, but my thoughts had been far from romantic. In fact, some had been rather... feral.

"Snipes... me too. I can't stay away. Even during battle I find myself wanting to check up on you, whether you'd eaten, if you slept alright. And some other thoughts but those are private, heheh."

Her face was bright red and mine probably was too. I mean, after a confession like that, anyone would be flustered, especially when I realised her hands were on my chest.

"if you don't like me like that, it's fine- mph-!" I cut her off with a kiss. She freezes up at first but calms down enough to kiss back. I can almost hear her heart fluttering like mad. It's adorable. Now I'm not the soft, romantic type of guy but I hold back my urges because I am a gentleman. Or at least I was until I felt a certain sensation on my knee, which at some point I had planted in between her legs.

"Sheila, are you grinding on me?"

"d-don't point it out!" her face was bright red, how cute. I decided to indulge myself a little bit more and moved my lips to her neck where I began to bite and suck, until I had left a sizable purple hickey. Heheh, good luck hiding that one, sweetheart. I smirk at my handiwork and she tries her best to glare at me, despite being red-faced.

"hey-! What am I supposed to tell the others?"

"well for lack of a better term, you've had your brains fucked out by me." I answer seriously and watch her squirm. What a sight...

I begin to trail down her neck when I hear a small moan from the corner. I immediately grab my kukri and put myself in between (y/n) and the intruder. 

"Now now, bushman, ser is no reason to act rashly." the now uncloaked enemy spy put his hands up in a surrendering gesture.

"Get the fuck out you damn cockblocking cunt!" I roar at him and he ducks my kukri and runs out of my sniper nest, hopefully back to his own goddamn team. After searching the immediate area I turn to apologise to (y/n).