Sex Fortress 2 - One Shot series (OFFICIAL WATTPAD EDITION)

F**k the Pyro

(Originally published to Archive of Our Own on the 1st of February 2016)  

You sat in complete silence watching the Pyro as it happily played with a cigarette lighter. The two of you sat at a table, Pyro sitting opposite you. You sighed and wondered what was really underneath the suit. It could have been the most handsome man in the world or the most gorgeous woman and you would never even know. Thinking about it made you furrow your brow and groan loudly. Laid out before you were at least twenty boxes of matches, strange, considering that the Pyro wasn't even playing with the matches. You pursed your lips as you watched the Pyro stare into the tiny flame.

Bored out of your mind, you gently took a match box into your hand. Pyro's mask instantly shot towards you and stayed there for a few moments, watching you.

You looked to the little box and smiled. "Check this out."

Pyro turned in it's seat to face you and watched carefully as you carefully opened the match box. You gently pulled out matches and set them in a careful line. Once the box was empty, you used the last match to set fire to the one before it, creating a chain of fire. The Pyro giggled and clapped its hands as it watched the flame slowly trail across the line. You smiled at the Pyro's enthusiasm as it snatched three boxes and began tearing off the heads and resting them in a large pile.

You sighed and watched on as the pile of match heads grew bigger. You giggled as you watched it happily tear off heads and throw them into a rough pile. You breathed deeply as you began to gently massage your cit.

Pyro's pile of matches began to grow, as did your orgasm.

You tried your hardest to conceal it from the Pyro; if they knew you were masturbating to something so mundane, they would surely hate you. You weren't just masturbating to the Pyro putting matches into a pile. That'd be dumb. You were pleasuring yourself from the mere thought of what the Pyro looked like underneath that suit. Your fingers caressed and swirled around your womanly folds, you pretended that it was the Pyro doing that to you. A soft smile formed on your face as you approached climax.

Then an extremely burning hot force slammed against your face and pushed you back from your chair before you could orgasm.

You looked around. Pyro danced around the now burning table, the rest of the team rushed into the room and you were pretty sure you had no eyebrows now.

Great. You noted that for the next time you should just masturbate in your bed or something.

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