One-shots and headcanons for Team Fortress 2!
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- Originally published in 2017 , and still on-going
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Stripped of her top, leaving her in a skimpy white-laced bra and shorts that barely covered her butt, his gentle calloused hands grazed over her exposed stomach as they lied together; on the bed the girl remained pinned below him. His fingertips traced patterns along her waist, lightly tickling her skin. Faint kisses he peppered along her neck and collarbones, earning himself a few breathy moans from the girl. She wrapped her legs around his body, desperately attempting to pull the man closer.
To tease the girl, Tavish retracted from her neck, a smirk on his lips. She whined to feel his soft touch once again.
Tavish laughed. "More?"
She nodded eagerly as she let her fingers dance across his scar-littered chest. Tavish rolled his eyes playfully, a toothy smile on his face, before latching his lips to her neck, nibbling gently at the smooth flesh. She shuddered beneath his touch, wrapping her arms around him and gingerly dragging her nails down his back.
Gradually, his hands trailed further down her slim figure. Tavish hooked his fingers onto the hem of her shorts. Impatiently he tugged at the dainty fabric, wanting to further explore her body.
Tavish halted the kisses he placed on her skin, only to gaze at her dreamily through his single eye, however, upon noticing the anxious expression she showed, the man paused for a moment.
In a soft voice, Tavish questioned her. "What's wrong?"
Her eyes fluttered shut for a moment, her brows furrowed while she breathed a shaky sigh and frowned. As she tried to muster up the courage to respond, the girl bit her lip.
"You can tell me anything." He smiled.
The girl allowed one eye to peek open, and immediately she was met with a warm smile from Tavish. Soon she relaxed herself, giggling bashfully as she took in the sight of the Scotsman's dazed expression.
"Please lassie," He begged. "Tell me what's wrong."
The girl fidgeted awkwardly, before speaking quickly, "I'm nervous."
Tavish let his eye roam over her being hastily, before completely unlocking himself from their embrace. He sighed as he sat himself up between her legs. The girl propped herself up on her elbows, staring at the Scotsman nervously once the dimly lit room fell silent.
"Have I killed the mood?" She asked, cocking her head slightly.
A half-smile appeared on his face while he shook his head in response. For a moment, Tavish stared at the girl with stars in his eye. He truly believed that she was an angel sent from heaven.
"You're staring, Tavish." She concealed her face with her hands, hiding a massive smile.
The Scotsman laughed, as he grabbed her hands gently. "I'm sorry. I can't help it."
Carefully, he leaned down to kiss her again, to which the girl happily reciprocated, cupping his face as she did so. Making her giggle, Tavish's beard tickled her sensitive skin.
Between smooches, Tavish whispered. "You're so fucking gorgeous."
The passion in which the man kisses her grew heavier. Tavish nibbled at her lips, daring to let his tongue slide into her mouth. She moaned while pleasure overtook her. Subconsciously, the girl let her body curve into the Scotsman's own, desperately closing the distance between them.
Against his lips, she murmured. "Tavish, take them off."
He pulled back, though only enough to lock eyes. For a moment, Tavish appeared uncertain as he gazed at the girl.
Softly, he asked, "You're sure?"
Quickly she nodded, her eyes becoming half-lidded and shining with lust, all the while biting her lip seductively. Before she could blink, his lips had pressed against hers once again, however, the neediness was void. Instead the pair savoured the time, filling each moment with pure passion.
As his eye gently fell shut, Tavish let his hand slither down her body, soon finding himself tugging down her skimpy shorts. Gradually, he pulled the material further down her body, the hemline of her colour-matching lace panties coming into view.
Tavish could not refrain himself from ogling at her exposed form. A massive grin appeared on his face once the girl was completely rid of her clothing.
"Oh, look at you." he purred. "And to think you're all mine."
