Assassins

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(smut, language, gore. Sorry, I wanted to wright another smut)

Lance's left eye was struggling to stay closed, his legs ached from their crouched position on the roof of the four story building. He took a deep breath to reduce the shaking but it had no effect. A light sprinkle of rain laid out on his back and Lance wiped at the scope. It's almost two in the morning, and their victim has only now shown himself.

The focus on the scope was only semi clear, but the lady on the other end looking directly at him was crystal clear. 

"Lance? Can you hear me?" Lance heard Keith whisper.

Lance smiled at his boyfriend and answered. After responding, Lance went back to the task at hand, using the scope to search for the male known as Skull.

Skull was known for getting away with a rape and had done much more than that in the past. He had killed two people, kidnapped one woman, robbed countless of banks and homes, and at each home has raped the women. Trial after trial has been held against him, each one making him get sent free. This was where Lance and Keith came in.

The victims of an assault, those who have no clouser over crimes that were committed out of lust or envy, or family members that believe that they deserve justice come to Lance or Keith. They've had multiple cases, but this is the most requested.

Multiple people have asked them to take doen this guys, and they finally zeroed in on right one. Form each person, in total, this guy was getting them fifteen hundred dollars. Keith and Lance loved their job, and the pay was just a bonus.

Skull was currently at the bar across from Lance, the one where Keith was in. The criminal was now looking at the variety of girls on the dance floor, but one in particular. Keith stood at the edge of the dance floor in a short black skirt and a red crop top. His hair was curled and he had on knee high boots with a sharp heel. 

The outfit was picked out by Lance, Keith telling him that he need help picking an outfit to catch everyone's eye. The short black skirt went down to Keith's upper thigh, and even higher in the back. The crop top was ruffled at the bottom and was off the shoulder. Much against Lance's judgment, Keith insisted that he wore a black crop top tank top underneath because it was loose on his slender frame. Now that Lance could see the outfit in action, the tank top help him a lot. 

All eyes were on Keith, but they were discrete. All trying their best to stare but not be rude. The way Keith rolled his hips to the music was captivating, even to the girls. Lance was whispering sweet encouragements into the earpiece and heard soft laughter coming from the other end.

Lance stopped talking and could only watch as Skull walked over to his boyfriend and gripped his hips. Keith put on a fake smile and turned to face the criminal. He wrapped his arms around his neck and swayed his hips. Skulls liquered breath wormed its way into Keith's nostrils as his hands slithered their way to Keith's ass. Keith wanted nothing more than to punch the sex demon and run into Lance's arms, but instead moved a hand down to Skulls chest.

Through his ear piece, Lance could hear Keith giggling and laughing. His acting skills have got a lot better. Keith pulled on Skulls brown jacket and dragged him out the club door into the blanket of night. Keith's laugh can be heard without the ear piece as it echoed throughout the alley.

Skull pushed Keith against the alley's walls and attacked his neck. Lance heard Keith give a loud moan and he gripped his sniper. He watched as the rapist moved his hands up Keith's thigh and lifted him up.

Lance lined up to take his shot, aming for the killers head. There were footsteps coming from behind Lance and he turned to see some of Skulls men. Lance jumped up and blocked a punch the was swung at him. Lance took the opportunity to punch the man in the gut to send him to the floor.

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