TF2 x Reader

💋Australian Kiss~ (RED Sniper x Flirtatious!Reader)💋

Requested by @imafreakingcat

(WARNING!! Things get a little spicy in this fic! Don't say I didn't warn you! >:3)

"Oh muuundy~"

"Bloody hell-"

Sniper turned his head over and saw you smoothly approach his side at the kitchen table with that all too familiar seductive smirk on your lips. For a man who was always on alert and quick on his toes out in battle or from his time in the Bush you certainly had a way for making the Aussie jump out of his skin or his face to flush as red as his shirt. Everyone else saw the connection between you two but Mundy seemed oblivious to your antics just assuming you were being a typical female. Scout watched from the other side of the table with a chicken wing hanging from his mouth, interested to see where this was going to go. Most of the time Sniper would cover his face with his hat and pardon himself before making a hasty exit to his camper or to his sniping tower for some alone time to think.

Or other things.

This would always make you laugh and grin, Mundy was so cute when he was flustered! But tonight he seemed to be holding his composure up pretty well. It was disappointing to say the least but you had your ways to get to him. But first, some...harmless conversation wouldn't hurt right?

"Great job out there in battle today Snipes, that BLU!Soldier had nothing on you! You sure can pull the trigger awfully fast I'm impressed~"

"U-Uh, thank ya sheila! It's nothin really just doin me job! Haha..."

"Oh but of course! Still though, from holding that heavy gun up all day and swiping your machete around you must really have some strong arms~"

As Mundy fummbled for a reply you took your (S/C) hands and gently wrapped them around his arm, applying slight pressure to feel what lied beneath all that skin. Pure muscle. Sniper watched you from over the top of his shades blushing like a madman and coughed into his hand while grabbing his coffee mug and tried to distact himself from your (B/S) form by drinking the bitter coffee but the way your hands seemed to massage his arm made him feel rather relaxed and...aroused.

Scout was trying not to laugh his skinny ass off but he couldn't help but let a few muffled giggles leave his throat. Seeing the big bad assassin so vulnerable against a woman made a hilarious and entertaining show for him. But damn if he didn't feel just a TAD bit jealous.

"WOO! Get em (Y/N)!"

"Shut up ya bloody wanka!! Don't encourage her!"

"Relax Mundy, you seem tense. Here let me help you with that~"

"(Y/N) really ya don't have to-AH!"

Sniper failed to get another word in edgewise before your delicate hands found themselves on his lower back massaging his muscles underneath and loosening the knots from hours of being hunched over sniping people in a small space. Sniper bit his bottom lip, damn that felt fucking good. He allowed himself to relax and lean slightly against the table with his elbows resting on the wood and for his eyes to naturally close in bliss. How long had it been since he even got a massage?

You let out a string of hums as you worked your way up from his lower back, to the middle, towards his shoulders, and finally to the base of his neck. Your fingers dug into his skin in a way that it wasn't painful but you could definitely feel your tender touch. Sniper took deep breaths and let out some low signs and tapped his fingers on the table to distract himself but it felt so good how could he not think about it? After a minute or two you pulled your hands away and leaned down to plant a kiss on the back of his neck causing the male to jump in his seat and quickly turn to you with his shades nearly falling off his face from the force of the turn. His eyes were wide and his cheeks were set a blaze as the setting sun. You just stood there with a halo above your head as if you had done nothing wrong while giggling, your(E/C)eyes staring right into his orbs.

"What?~"

"Y-Ya kissed me!

"Hmmm, no I don't think so. I never touched your lips therefore I never kissed you~"

"WHAT!? BUT-Scout!! Ya saw tha whole thing vouch for me!!"

But alas Scout was halfway into his large chicken bucket munching on a huge wing he found at the bottom of the bucket then quickly looked up at the sound of his rank and gave Sniper and you a blank stare before wiping his mouth with the back of his hand clean from grease, whistling and standing from his seat.

"I ain't sayin shit man. Didn't see or hear anythin but the sound of this delicious ass chicken!"

"YOU LITTLE CHICKEN SHIT!!"

Scout let out a string of sarcastic laughter before quickly ducking under the table, just missing the large machete that was thrown in his general direction which was now lodged into the wall near the fridge, startling Heavy who had just walked in to retrieve his sandwich from the fridge. The large Russian male slowly turned his head towards you and the other two men in his presence. You only smiled and waved innocently to which he returned the greeting, grabbed his sandwich, and left.

Heavy didn't even want to know what you three were doing.

That was Scouts cue to leave as well as the skinny Bostonian scrammbled out from under the table, grabbed his half eaten bucket, and ran out of there faster than he was out in the battlefield earlier today leaving you and the Aussie allllll alone. Sniper would rather die than be alone in a room with you in fear of embarrassing himself infront of you so he tried to also leave with a rushed goodnight but you had other plans. Before Mundy could get up to leave you sat in his lap and cupped his cheeks before kissing him deeply nearly having the man topple out of the chair he was sitting in trying to support you from the sudden and forward affection. However, with no one around anymore, Sniper reciprocated the kiss and pressed you closer to him, running a calloused hand through your (H/L),(H/C) locks.

Now THAT was an Australian kiss~