This is a gift I'm working on for a friend, who basically requested two random classes from one team finding and violating one from the other during humiliation round. I'm posting it here because I used to lurk in the threads some years ago and I think it's sad the chan is dead. Set in Sawmill, if it was like... bigger. WILL CONTAIN NONCON AND GRAPHIC VIOLENCE.
Scout isn't afraid. He likes to think he doesn’t know how to be afraid anymore, and if he does, he sure as hell isn't going to let it show in front of his own teammate.
Red Soldier, it's the understatement of the year to say he's batshit insane, but he knows things, and Scout ain’t ever seen him afraid of anything.
Soldier's seen a lot of things, Soldier's done a lot of things Scout probably doesn’t want to know about, but he thinks he probably needs to know. If he's going to stay here, risking his ass for intel he doesn’t get to see and shitty pieces of desert and run-down buildings, Scout sure as hell isn't just going to sit on the sidelines and watch while his team hogs all the fun.
He isn't stupid. He knows fighting doesn’t stop when the winning team is announced. Once a team is declared winner, what's left of the other is usually scattered or sent to respawn – often by Scout's own barrel or bat. And he's been killed a great deal of times himself during humiliation round too,
There's nothing to do but run or kill after a match, and he figures that's what most of his teammates do.
But Scout isn’t stupid, and Scout sees a lot too.
Sometimes, at the end of the week, he sees Soldier stroll off with another teammate, often Medic, into Blu territory after a match and not come back for hours. And that's kinda strange isn't it? Not only the 'not coming back for hours' thing, but Soldier voluntarily spending time alone with the team's Medic?
Yeah, it's pretty fucking suspicious if you ask Scout. Especially the huge smile Soldier has on his face when they return, the way he slaps the others' back and laughs – sometimes they both laugh, and Scout once noticed Sniper seeing it too and staring down into his beer with a sour face before trotting off with a quiet 'wankers' and he doesn’t know what to make of that, and it pisses him off.
So when battle ends and Red is declared winner for the day, Scout tightens his hand around his bat, puffs his chest out and tells Soldier what's what.
He's not a freaking kid. He knows something fishy is going on. He's not stupid, he's not afraid, and if they think they can keep secrets from him they gotta be fucking idiots.
And to his surprise, his teammate doesn't laugh or tell him to fuck off. He tips his helmet up with a thumb to look at Scout, down-staring him for a second, before his face breaks into a big smile as his brick of a hand comes down on Scout's back hard enough to almost topple him over.
“This is why I like you Private. You speak up. Straight to the point. None of that tip-toeing, sissified, bullshit they teach you in school nowadays.”
Scout nods, because yeah, that's right. He fucking speaks up, and he rests his bat on his shoulder and points to the battlefield.
“So we doing this or what?”
It earns him an 'affirmative' before Soldier pats his back again and leads the way towards the point.
And now, as his reward for 'speaking up', Scout is trotting along the man via the muddy tracks running through the battle location commonly known as Sawmill. It's stopped raining. The traces from the fight have all gone – blood and corpses – vanished through respawn. There's only grass and mud now, old logs and wooden sheds left behind from whatever rundown sawmill company that used to do their business here.
If there ever was a sawmill company...
Now that Scout thinks about it, it wouldn't surprise him at all if the buildings, logs and equipment were all part some elaborate coverup for whatever it is they're supposed to be doing here.
There's probably a giant ass death missile or something hiding beneath the point.
Yeah. He's got them figured out.
After a while of walking, with no sight of any Blu's or suspicious activity, Scout focuses his attention to his teammate.
“So.. Why you out here with Doc after battle all the time?”
The older man frowns and halts in his steps. His voice is low and hushed, as if he thinks the grass might be listening, and Scout is sure his eyes are wide and looking in all directions, all paranoid-like from under the helmet when he leans in with a hand on Scout's shoulder and speaks.
“Take it from me son, the man's a Nazi. Not right in the head.” He points to his own and spins his finger in a spiralling motion,”But the kraut does know his field of expertise.”
He's not really sure what Soldier is on about. The team's Medic's a freak alright, but he seems okay to Scout most of the time, so he just shrugs and waits for Soldier to explain further.
Soldier nods, grim in the face when he tightens his hand on Scout's shoulder.
“Have you ever been in a war?”
His teammate looks so fucking serious as he says it, and Scout thinks, no of course I frickin' ain't what do I look 40? but instead shrugs again.
“You tellin' me this isn't war?”
Soldier shakes his head,
“A war without casualties ain't no war Son.”
When Scout makes a face at that, Soldier's breaks into a smile one might even consider fatherly if he hadn't been the one making it.
“Tell me Private, what are you supposed to do with an enemy you find after battle?
Scout pats his bat and sends Soldier his own smile right back at him.
“That's one way to look at it.” Soldier's face darkens again, and he's so close now Scout can see the small twitch underneath his right eye when he makes a dramatic pause before continuing his sentence.
“But see, here's the thing, that Blu coward you just shot? He's not dead. You gave him a free ride to respawn – let him wake up the day after with no scars, all safe and sound in his base to come back the next day and punish each and every soldier on your team for it.”
The hand on Scout's shoulder is grabbing it so hard he winces, and Soldier's voice lowers.
“That's the problem Son. No consequences for being a coward in these places.”
He looks almost pained, like he's the one being squeezed by a riled-up teammate twice his own size when he mutters out his next words of wisdom.
“It's a sissy's game.”
Scout's never thought about it like that, and for a moment, he feels pretty goddamn stupid, because Soldier's on to something. He's not really sure what exactly, but it sounds right.
Soldier turns silent and suddenly removes his hand, and Scout feels all kinds of relief run through him when he stops being the focus of the man's attention.
It's about time something happened around here anyways.
Soldier puts a finger to his mouth without a sound and points his shovel at the muddy road before them and when Scout follows the direction of the weapon he sees it too – a small trail of blood leading towards the rocky formations by the nearby lake. It's fresh and still there, meaning the owner is yet to return to respawn.
Soldier performs a series of motions with his hands directed at Scout which he figures means 'follow me and stay quiet' in military land or wherever the fuck Soldier comes from, and they both walk along the trail in silence – stealthy in a way he didn't know his teammate would ever bother to be.
The older man is tense, grip tight around his preferred melee weapon as he scans the ground for further traces of activity, and Scout can't keep from wondering what exactly it is he's planning to do once they find the 'intruder'.
Something pretty bad he figures.
The lowly uttered curse sounds far off to their right from behind a nearby wooden fence, and Soldier whips his head up like a fucking dog who's gotten the whiff of some animal and addresses Scout without looking in his direction.
“You wouldn't have happened to see Engie go this way after battle, would you Private?”
Scout shakes his head. The team's hardhat is always too busy packing up and hauling his stuff back to base to care about the scattered Blus', let alone take time out to go find and kill them.
Soldier's teeth shine at him when the older man smiles and his hand tightens even harder around the rusty shovel handle as he motions for Scout to follow.
“We've got ourselves an intruder then.”
Oh god the suspense.
I can only enter the site from my laptop once every full moon or so for some reason, so I'll be posting the rest when it allows me to
Sure enough, once they poke their heads out from behind the fence, Soldier leaning heavily on Scout with an elbow in his face, they spot the other team's stocky Texan a few good meters ahead of them - alone and missing his trademark hardhat and goggles. He must've gotten separated from his team at some point during the closing round and escaped humiliating death by either hiding or sheer luck.
He has his back to them, dragging along his toolbox with painstakingly slow steps. The cause of the nice little trail he's made, a deep hacksaw wound in his right thigh, is still dripping with fresh blood and obviously causing him trouble if his constant cursing and snail speed is anything to go by.
The Blu hasn't noticed them yet, even though he keeps turning his head around every fifth second to check for enemies while heading for the tunnel built into the rocky formations by the muddy lake.
As if on cue, the Engineer stops in his tracks and stiffens up, and Scout decides this about the time when they made themselves known.
"Hey asswipe! You lost or somethin'?"
Soldier is sporting a snarl when he steps out from behind the fence next to Scout, and the Engineer doesn’t even turn to see the number of Red's who've snuck up on him. The man drops the toolbox and bolts without a word, and Scout rests his weight on the back of his heels for a second and laughs to himself - savoring the moment, because this is his favorite part of humiliation round - running after those weaponless losers and beating their heads in.
It's especially great when they think they can outrun him.
Blu engineer runs pretty goddamn fast for a guy who's had his leg sawed to ribbons, but he doesn't run as fast as Scout.
He's next to the man in a split second, and the Blu only manages to turn his upper body slightly before the bat hits him across the back and topples him over.
Scout lifts it again, this time high above his head, completely caught up in the moment, when a hand grabs a hold of the back of his shirt and pulls him backwards.
"Hold it right there Springbean! You won't be killing anyone before I give the word."
He's pissed and confused for a second, cause why the fuck not? The Engineer is right there! And Scout was the one who caught him, and this was his moment of-
Scout stops himself from retorting with a remark. He isn't going to fuck up now and give Soldier a reason to decide he doesn't want Scout along after all. Instead he does as he's ordered to and stands back.
"Respawn is a favor and for sissies. Got it."
Soldier nods and advances on the fallen Engineer.
"Damn right it is."
The Blu scrambles backwards and up - steadying himself against the rocky wall with a lightly trembling hand as he tightens his jaw and tilts his head back to look properly at the two Reds currently down-staring him.
"I ain't telling you nothin'."
Soldier chuckles and takes a step forwards, and he doesn't look like he's out for anything the Engineer has to say at all.
"So you might as well spare all of us the time an' off me now."
The man's voice sounds a bit louder, uncertain, and Scout is sure he's noticed the look on Soldier too.
Weaponless and against two enemies, there's nothing for the Engineer to do but back up against the rock wall as Soldier closes in on him.
Scout stays were he is, watching with anticipation.
Blu Engineer really is a fucking pain in the ass. He deserves it, whatever it is his teammate is going to do to him. Scout can't count how many times he's had a good run and kill streak ruined by the man's inventions - enough times for the Texan to make it on the higher end of his shit-list,
Soldier is probably just going to beat him around anyways - threaten him till he spills beans on his team or the intel. Scout knows the higher ups running Red tells their hardhats a lot of stuff – stuff they don't tell Scout or anyone else, and he figures the same thing goes for Blu. And besides that, the Engineers always sit on crucial information - teleport and intel locations, weapon upgrades, the outlay of the next point and base...
Drilling for information is a break of the rules, but who has ever given a dick about that? And Scout figures Soldier knows what he's doing. Sort of...
Engineer's hands fumble at the rocks behind him when his back hits the wall, like he's hoping some sort of magical lever or switch will appear, which it actually might, knowing how good the crafty fucker is at making escape routes. Scout almost laughs to himself at that. Nah.
Something is off though, and it stops him from from saying anything smart. Something about the way his teammate's fists clench and unclench when he begins advancing on their captive... Something about the pitch of Engineer's voice and his panicked stance, the way Soldier's face had changed when he'd grasped Scout's shoulder and asked about war, tells Scout this isn't just going to be an everyday interrogation.
The Texan jerks back when Soldier takes hold of the front of his shirt,
"I'm tellin' ya, you ain't' gonna get any-"
His sentence is ended abruptly by Soldier's fist in his face, and the Blu's head snaps back with the force of the blow - speckles of blood landing on the ground beneath them as Soldier hauls him up by his shirt again with a snarl.
"Spoken like a true coward. Always hiding behind your pansy-ass machines and guard-dog arsonist!"
His other hand shoots down, and out of the world of complete what the flipping fuck, grabs the other man between the legs and squeezes while sneering down at him.
"Well what are you going to do when your faggot friends aren't here to save you?"
"Woah, hey- what the fuck?!"
Scout drops his bat and takes a step back, suddenly feeling very unsure about following Soldier anywhere in the first place.
The Engineer has turned pale, opening and closing his mouth in numb shock as Soldier tightens the grip on his groin - both ignoring Scout, and no fucking way is he going to join in on his.
"I ain’t a fag man."
His voice is a little shaky and he's turned bright red in the face, but it isn't every day he sees shit like this.
Soldier stops and tilts his head, and Scout's hands are suddenly really, really, really sweaty. Did he just call Soldier a fag?
Shit shit shit shit, double-fuck on a horse frickin' SHIT!
Engineer is looking at him from behind the Red's shoulder, wide eyed, silently pleading Scout to do something.
He mostly wants to run. Go back to base and pretend like he hasn't seen what's he's seeing right now.
But this is his fucking teammate and Scout asked to come along himself, and he is as much a coward as he is a fag, so he stays
Soldier doesn't move to beat him to a bloody pulp, the crazy fuck actually smiles, and Scout can feel the hairs on his neck stand up when the man laughs and turns himself and the shocked Blu away from the rocks so they both face Scout.
"Faggots make love Private, this here sure as hell isn't about love."
The Engineer chokes and tries to twist out of the grip when Soldier's free arm closes over his neck and pulls his head back, ignoring the man's feeble attempts at getting away as the hand on his crotch tightens.
"But you would know all about that, wouldn't you?" Soldier turns his focus completely on his captive again, half-throttling the struggling Engineer while Scout stares and fidgets and thinks 'it ain't right, it ain't fucking right' without doing dick about it.
"You sad piece of shit excuse for an American! I bet you suck better cock than you fight on the battlefield!"
Engineer stops clawing at the arm across his throat and drives a gloved fist into Soldier's sneering face - nearly succeeding in toppling his helmet off. The man's aim is off, badly, but Scout is pretty sure he's hit Soldier right in the fucking eye and he doesn't know if he wants to shout for the Blu to run or for Soldier to fuck him up - to keep going.
See, while Scout knows it ain't right to touch another man like that, and while Scout thinks homos are fuckin' gross, he still kind of wants to know where Soldier is going with this.
It's why he came, right? It's why he spoke up. And if he leaves now, Scout is with no doubt in for a beating with a face-full of shouting thrown in once his teammate realizes he's fled like a coward.
One closefisted blow to the face and the Engineer goes down with a yelp as the significantly taller man stands to tower over him, crackling his bloodied knuckles and baring his teeth - violence written into every part of his stance and expression.
At the sight of the blood, Scout licks his lips nervously and shifts his weight from foot to foot.
Should he join in? Will Soldier think he's afraid if he doesn't?
He's not afraid, he's just not a goddamned fag and- and... Scout thinks he needs to do something, but no one's ordered him to do anything yet and Engineer is staring at him from his spot the ground - blood bubbling our between his fingers when Soldier's steel toed boot buries itself in his middle and he begins wheezing for air.
Soldier snarls and kicks him again, this time in the groin, and the Engineer howls and curls up in an attempt at shielding himself from the violent assault.
It doesn't work.
Scout's pretty sure Red Heavy is the only one who can stop Soldier when he's out for blood - he's also pretty sure Soldier is going to beat the man on the ground to respawn in a rage-fueled fit.
For a while there's nothing but the sound of tightly balled up fists and military boots hitting flesh and bones.
Soldier is like a man possessed once he gets going, completely focused on the task of punishing the Engineer for attempting to defend himself. There is no words or leering now, only the mission he's created in his head - which apparently includes beating the Blu to kingdom come.
Throughout the whole thing, the Engineer keeps shooting pleading looks in Scout's direction whenever possible, like he's going to help him if he stares hard enough.
Scout isn't and he doesn't. Scout just stands there locked into place while Soldier throws another punch into the man's face, watching as his eyes begin to roll uncontrollably like he's having some sort of seizure, only for Soldier to pull him up by his overalls and slap him harshly across the face.
"Stay alert Soldier!"
Scout thinks the hardhat might pass out. He's seen tons of Blu's on the receiving end of Soldier's fists. Most don't last past the minute mark, but Engineer snaps out of it, blinking several time before fixing his red eyes on Scout again. His voice is barely there when he moves his swollen and bloodied lips to form words, but the small 'please' still reaches Scout and makes his stomach flip.
Soldier shows his teeth again and kneels, and his hand is back between the man's legs, causing both Scout and the Engineer's breaths to hitch for entirely different reasons.
"I want you to remember this Sally. I want you to wake up tomorrow, surrounded by your sissy toys, and remember how it felt to finally be fucked by a real man." He squeezes again, and there's no question about what's going to happen now, what Soldier is going to do - has planned to do all along. Shit. This is what he's been doing after battle the whole time?
Scout guesses it explains things pretty good. And this should probably be the moment where he got the fuck out and never looked back. But he doesn't. He waits. He can't leave know.
Scout stays where he is and Scout keeps his eyes on the Blu's face as the initial fear turns into full-blown panic.
Engineer's a smart guy, he's known for some time Scout figures, but his eyes still widen at Soldier's words - filling with the kind of terror you don't even get to see from a man who knows he's about to have his brains blown out, and Scout gets it then.
"You sick - get off me! No, GIT OFF!"
The desperate pitch to the Texan's voice sends a jolt of excitement through his groin.
This is wrong. This is so frickin' wrong. Scout likes girls - girls with perky tits who chew gum and twirl their hair between their nail polish spotted fingers. Blu Engineer is definitely not a girl, and it's true, Scout is no fag, but this.... Soldier was right.
He understands. He finally gets it.
Engineer is shoving at his teammate's hands and doing a terrible job at getting himself free - whatever combat training he's had completely thrown out of the window.
This isn't about love, or getting off, or what Scout thinks he should and shouldn't like.
This is about inflicting hurt that can't be removed by respawn or the fumes of the medigun. This is about true dominance. And while he knows he probably should, Scout just can't fucking look away.
He likes it he realizes. He likes watching the Engineer scrabble at Soldier's massive fists when they pull him up from the ground by his overall straps, and he feels something stir in his own pants when Soldier tears the blue-tintd denim apart without breaking a sweat, pulling the worn fabric downwards and out of the Engineer's flailing hands.
"STOP! I’ll tell! I'll tell yer what you want! Anything, just stop!"
The begging is followed by a repressed sob this time, and Scout finds he kinda likes that too.
So does Soldier apparently, because he stops pulling at the man's overalls for a moment and laughs - a hoarse grating sound Scout isn't really sure he's ever found that menacing before.
"I knew it! This is a real live example son." He turns to Scout as he says it, all smiles and holding the terrified Engineer down as his other hand moves up to grasp his jaw, squeezing harshly as pure sadistic glee bleeds into every part of his voice.
"A yellow-bellied coward and a traitor to boot! The worst those Blu cocksuckers has to offer."
He shakes the Blu for good measure, shoving his own face right up in the Engineer's badly bruised one with a scowl. The man is sporting two black eyes and a bloody pulp of a nose, the left side of his face and mouth is already swelling and turning different shades of purple. Scout spots a few loose teeth lying on the ground beneath them, swirling around in the Engineer's blood.
Soldier's face has darkened, his voice low and spiteful when he addresses his captive again - sending a chill through Scout's body even though the words aren't directed at him.
"And if there's anything I hate more than a coward, it's a traitor." He makes a face as he spits the word out, like he's just taken a swig of one of Sniper's piss jars, and Engineer is looking smaller and smaller by the minute, shrinking beneath Soldier's hands while something in his eyes seems to die out with each of the man's words.
"Hell, you wouldn't hesitate to spill every single piece of information you have right here and now if you thought it'd do you any good. AIN'T THAT RIGHT PRIVATE TWINKLETOES!?"
Engineer is shaking so hard his words come out in a panicked stutter, and Scout has to strain his ears to hear it.
"Sweet Jesus, please don't-"
So he steps closer when it turns into a whisper. Just a bit. He wants to hear it.
"Don't do this to me. God, I-."
"I. AM. YOUR. GOD!" Soldier's free hand goes for his discarded shovel on the ground as the Engineer tries to cower away, trapped by the fist digging into the front of his shirt while the weapon is waved in his face.
"And I command you to stop sniveling like a goddamned pantsy and take it like a man! Or I will be using this gardening tool right here to hack off that worm you call a dick and make you choke on it! THAT IS A PROMISE!!
The Engineer begins shaking even worse at that, but he shuts up, and Scout can't blame him. Soldier isn't joking. They both know he isn't. He'll fucking do it if he feels he has to.
So Engineer stops bawling and praying, but he doesn't stop his attempts at preventing his tormentor from getting him on his stomach.
The Blu isn't worth much fight-wise anymore, but he can still kick, and he gives Soldier everything he has when the Red tries to position him. It doesn't do him much good though, and apart from a few uttered 'oomphs' and 'magget' the Engineer's wild struggling doesn’t seem to phase Soldier at all.
He just grits his teeth and clasps both of his hands around the smaller man's throat, cutting off his air supply with a snarl, and Engineer's eyes look like they're gonna pop right out of his skull for a second - making Scout think of the lazy-eyed kid who used to live three apartments away when he was still living with ma'. Jimmy who would squeeze his pet hamster too much with his small grubby hands and laugh like a retard when its eyes bulged in their sockets.
And Scout almost thinks Soldier is going to do it then, choke the life out of Blu Engineer and watch with glee as his eyes pop, but his teammate lessens his grip when the body below him begins to go limp.
Once he has his captive pressed belly down into the ground, one broad hand wrapped securely around his neck, overalls tangling around the Blu's knees, Soldier flattens his free palm and slams it down on the man's exposed ass with a laugh.
The Red is bleeding from a cut in his lip - seemingly the only damage he's gotten out of grabbling with the Engineer, and the blood stains his teeth menacingly red when he clenches them together and squeezes the man's throat again.
Engineer is spluttering. His face is almost the same color as Soldier's uniform, his hands are clawing at the mud and his eyes are blown freakishly wide - and Scout can't stop thinking about the frickin' hamster. Otto the hamster who he should have fucking killed because it would've been better off then, in gerbil heaven or whatever, free from being squeezed by Jimmy day in and out.
Scout is just standing there, thinking of a dead hamster, silent and blushing like a stupid kid when Soldier shoves two of his sausage-sized fingers up into Blu Engineer - drawing out a pained yelp and a long animal-like whine.
He can't see exactly what his teammate is doing, but it has to hurt like hell judging from the Engineer's expression and barely held back sounds.
Scout doesn't really know much about fags and what they do to get off, but he's pretty sure there's usually some kind of lube involved.
Engineer is pulling at the arm around his neck, trying to push himself up and get out of the choke hold. Soldier just snarls and twists his wrist, and he obviously knows what he's doing because the man beneath him immediately lets go with a choked off gasp.
There's blood on Soldier's fingers when he moves them back. Engineer has gone white as a sheet in the face, like he might be sick, and Scout doesn't know how but the man manages to hold it in as he's pushed further into the ground by Soldier's bulk.
"Batter up Cupcake!"
Another vicious slap to the Blu's backside before Soldier unbuckles and begins to lower his own pants.
Scout isn't going to look away, but he isn't going to stare at his teammates' dick either. Instead he moves a few steps to the side, unconsciously, to get a better view of Engineer's face pressed against the wet grass.
There are tears now, mingling with the blood and snot from his busted nose. His mouth is swollen and tightly clasped around another pained sound when Soldier nudges at him from behind, and his gloveless fist is balled up so tight on the ground the knuckles have turned white from the strain.
Once Soldier pushes in, there's no way for the Blu to keep quiet.
Scout mutters it mostly to himself, Soldier doesn't notice.
It's a mystery why anyone hasn't come running yet, but he guesses they've all gone back to their respective bases.
The Engineer is screaming from the top of his lungs now, and still no one comes.
Scout cringes, cause that's gotta hurt both of them though isn't it? If his teammate's hands and general body size is anything to go by, Soldier is packing a fucking beast, and by the sounds the Engineer is making he fucks exactly like he fights.
Scout isn't surprised. Soldier doesn't seem like the romantic type, and even if he was, it'd probably only be with a lady. And you certainly don't fuck a lady like Soldier's fucking into Engineer now.
Scout has seen Soldier when he's in a mood. He's seen him bash so many brains in with his bare fists he doesn't have a count. He's seen him shove the handle of his shovel down Blu Spy's throat until something in the back broke and the Frenchie slowly choked to death on his own blood and cartilage - screaming like a little girl the whole way, and shit he still smiles when he thinks about that.
He hurts people for a living. He's seen so many Blus die in horrible ways and return it's stopped facing him in any way whatsoever.
He's never seen anything like this.
The Engineer's body is practically being crushed against the ground by every thrust, and when Soldier pauses, it's only to tip his helmet back to leer down at his captive for a moment before he begins pounding him into the dirt again.
The Blu's eyes are tightly closed. He isn't using them to beg Scout for help anymore. He's stopped yelling for Soldier to stop or get off of him. The sounds coming out of his mouth aren't really words, and they completely stop sounding human once Soldier picks up his pace.
He sounds like the dying roadkill Scout wouldn't hesitate to beat in with his bat because it ain't ever right to leave an animal alive like that.
It makes him think of the fucking hamster again and being a stupid kid who couldn't do what was right because he was a pussy and Jimmy the lazy-eyed freak would've beat his brains in.
It makes him think of a part of some speech the hardhat on his own team blabbered out on a late ceasefire evening, during what Scout guesses would have been a deep conversation if he'd actually listened. "I reckon there's a lot worse you can do to a man than killing him Son." And he feels like both puking and laughing at the same time when he thinks of how fucked up this is - that he's basically watching the same man he talks and works with every single day getting his ass plowed by the Soldier - and he's gotten hard in the process.
He's gotten fucking hard watching Soldier of all people beat and humiliate the enemy team's Engineer, and he hasn't left yet. He knows he should. He knows his teammate will expect him to participate sooner or later, but he can't leave.
He tells himself it's partly because he's a sap who doesn't want to leave the Engineer completely alone with Soldier. Some part of Scout actually wants to stop it, or at least try to - tell Soldier he thinks the hardhat has had enough, but he already knows what that kind of talk would lead to.
A fist in the face and probably worse.
Soldier doesn't give a fuck about rules - or morals of any kind it looks like. He doesn't give a rat's ass about 'not hitting your teammates' and he probably doesn't give one about 'not feeding them their own dick and balls' either.
But Scout doesn't stay just because he's kind of scared of his own teammate, or because he can't help but feel bad for the Blu. He stays because a part of him knows now, he knows Soldier is right. Just from the look he saw in the Engineer's eyes, Scout knows.
This sure as fuck isn't a sissy's game anymore.
Soldier's thrusting speeds up, and it's pretty frickin' incredible he can even keep up the kind of pace he does. Scout considers himself limber, in and out of the bedroom, but this whole thing - doing this to the Engineer and... a bunch of other Blu's it seems, really has to rile the older man up.
Though he has to admit, just from standing there and watching, it's doing something to him too.
Sure, he keeps thinking about stopping it - at least say something about it, but he doesn't. Oh, and yeah, he still has a fucking hardon.
Engineer is gurgling, and he must've bitten his tongue cause there's fresh blood on his lips when he opens his mouth to shout again, eyes shooting open as Soldier pistons into him with renewed pace.
And Scout. He can't- He can't fucking help himself. His hand begins to fidget as the scene before him unfolds, and he finds his own dick through his pants - uncomfortably hard against the fabric and begging him to do something about it.
He keeps his eyes on the Blu's face, trying to ignore Soldier and failing at ignoring the horrible sounds coming from Engineer's mouth,
This is probably the wrongest thing he's ever seen or participated in, but it's also made him hotter below than he's ever gotten just watching a girl and he doesn't know what to make of that. Does that make him a fag? Is it gay if you don't focus on the dick and just the face? He doesn't know. He doesn't give a fuck.
The pressure of his palm against his own groin is enough to make his legs buckle, and he bites his lip with a low curse and keeps his eyes on the scene while rubbing himself through his pants like some toddler watching their parents go at it - too self conscious to whip his dick out and stroke it like he really wants to.
He's still achingly hard when Soldier comes with a low grunt - thrusting wildly into the wheezing Engineer and slapping his reddened ass a few times for good measure before he stills and removes the pressure around the man's neck.
The Blu lies limp on the ground, eyes glassy and still leaking tears, and Scout is so focused on them and his own erection he doesn't notice when Soldier pulls out.
It's only when he hears the sound of a belt being buckled and a hoarse laugh he realizes he's got an audience, and he quickly moves his hand away and averts his eyes from the Engineer to his smugly smiling teammate who’s already up and fully clothed again.
"I knew you weren't as stupid as they say."
Soldier steps back and moves to sit on a piece of log near the fallen Engineer, leaning back with that same smug, shit-eating grin on his face.
Scout can't see them beneath the shadow of the helmet, but he knows his teammate's eyes are pointed straight at him as his bloodstained fingers fish for a halfsmoked cigar in his upper pocket.
His own palms have gone back to being uncomfortably sweaty, and he's always been kinda nervous with people staring at him like that - especially when it's Soldier and Scout's dick is in the middle of setting up a tent.
He swallows and waits for some kind of command, dreading what he knows he is going to do as the cigar is lit and the thick smoke reaches his nose and makes it itch.
"Go on Son."
Scout's eyes follow the light of the cigar when the older man gestures to the beaten Engineer a few steps in front of him. There's red all over him now, caked into his remaining clothes, smearing his thighs and dripping from his slack face and onto the wet ground.
"Show this here Blu pansy how it's done."
He wants to run and forget what he's seen, Soldier, Blu Engineer. All of it.
Scout is no fag, and Scout is no coward. Scout is pretty fucking sick of himself and Soldier but he's also hard, and he doesn't really have a choice does he? He knows he's going to do it. He's going to fuck the Engineer while Soldier watches, and he's probably going to enjoy it – as much as it makes him want to hurl to admit.
Engineer knows it too. He doesn't try to get away or even push himself up. He just lies there and stares vacantly in Scout's direction when he advances. He's still crying, a small hiccuping sound that sounds completely off coming from the Texan, and Scout can't decide if he still likes it or not.
It's for the best though, he thinks as he fumbles with getting his half-hard dick out, giving it a tug while Engineer murmurs something Scout can't make out into the ground.
He'll be quick about it, so the Blu can go back to his base.
It's stopped being about revenge.
The man in front of him isn't the same as the one who shot Scout point blank in the face with a shotgun a few hours ago.
It doesn't take long.
Engineer is mostly silent, though he never fully stops making those small whimpering and crying sounds that makes Scout feel even more like an asshole than he thought was possible.
He gets the honor of ending the Blu's misery when he's done, and Soldier barks something about 'commies' and 'getting what's coming to them' from his log as Scout lowers his pistol after shooting a neat hole through the man's temple.
The corpse lies in a crumbled, bloody heap for a few seconds, before it disappears without any trace - already in the process of being restored in Blu base by the respwan system.
"You did good Private. Real good."
Soldier stands up then, and Scout follows in what feels like a trance when his shoulder is clasped and he's led away from the site - uncontrollably trembling and feeling younger than he's ever done since joining Red.
The animal-like sounds the Engineer had made follows Scout the whole way back to base.
He goes straight to his room and stays there once they return.
He doesn't want to come down and celebrate the victory. He doesn't want to look at Soldier, and he really doesn't want to accidentally run into his own team's Engineer. He wants to just sleep and pretend he didn't see and do what he did.
But he can't stop thinking.
Scout can't stop fucking thinking about Blu Engineer and his stupid eyes.
And he can't stop wondering if Blu Engineer is friends with the Scout on his team. If he plays cards with him during the evenings, and lets him have one of his shitty hillbilly beers when he's in a good mood and plays guitar and fuck -
Scout lies awake in the dark and thinks about Blu Engineer's eyes and how they'd pleaded for death.
Soldier says only cowards and cocksuckers cry, and Scout figures that's about right.
He wonders if he'd have cried too.
He sees the tears streaming down the man's beaten face from behind his closed eyelids - pained howling blending in with Soldier's yelling as it keeps replaying in his head.
Scout imagines he probably would have.
Phew, well that was overly mean!
I'm also going to post this on my Ao3 account later tonight -->http://archiveofourown.org/users/Pickles/works
Would you ever consider writing a fluffy, consensual version of this fic?
Not the author, but wouldn't that just be an entirely diffrent fic? I don't really see how you could make this scenario cute and or fluffy without writing a completely new story. i dunno. I'm sure you didn't mean it to be, but your comment also comes off as a tad rude, asking for a diffrent version without leaving any crits or comments relevant to the posted work.
Anyways on to my shameless kudos. Jesus that was brutal, and really well written! I like how you made Scout feel like shit and be really affected by what he'd done. The dialog was tense and helped build up the mood and I totally believed in that Soldier. Nice!
I loved this so much. It's so good to read new fic with Soldier and Engie involved in it. I guess my only issues were the repetition of words (shoved his shovel) or the way "down-stare" was used, but it's not really a big deal and it didn't deter from the experience for me.
I love so much I really do. Can I have your permission to draw a scene from it?
Haha, fluff is pretty far out of my comfort zone (as bizarre as that sounds) so probably not. I usually write what I'd like to read myself, and I'm a felon who can only get into it if someone's being forced.. so.. yeah..
Thank you very much, first time writing for this fandom so I'm glad the voices weren't too off.
Ah Please do! Fanart inspired by my own fic my favourite thing in the whole world!
I agree with your peeves. English isn't my first language so I still sometimes fuck up and put the same words too close in a sentence together/spend aeons of time over-thinking until the whole thing doesn't sound right anymore. I regularly update the Ao3 version when I find things that needs fixing, so I love getting concrits and having mistakes being pointed out. Thanks for that! Please post a link if you draw anything so I can link back to it from my main fic site <3
This was a really hot fic! The way you told the story from Scout's perspective was interesting to say least especially the part about the hamster. You kept the characters written so canonly well. My only prob was maybe the lack in detail in the sex act. Don't get me wrong there was a decent amount of detail, I just felt there were some dark spots in it like at the beginning where Engineer's bum is suddenly naked as soon as his overalls come off despite the fact that he should probably be wearing underwear? Also there could've been a little more detail on how Soldier was experiencing the situation, but the lack of detail there was probably because the story was being told from Scout's perspective. Anyways really great story I'd give it a 7/10 and would love to see more fics from you! <3
Thank you for the nice comment I'm glad you liked <3
but the lack of detail there was probably because the story was being told from Scout's perspective
Yes, you're very right about that. I actually had to restrain myself NOT to put too much detail in the sex part, because I usually do, but it didn't really seem right that Scout would be paying so close attention to those parts and I figured he was kind of in some sort of shock from what he was seeing. But I might squeeze a bit more detail into the ao3 version if it seems confusing to the reader.
Ah, apologies. I didn't mean to come off that way. I don't intend to be rude.
I have a weird relationship with non-con. Most of the time, my comfort level is to not read porn at all, or porn where there's 99% fluff and 1% sex, but there's times when I feel angry, and I intentionally seek out something very violent and rough. I can't explain it.
No worries, and I totally get what you mean, at least in relation to my own writing. I don't write porn unless I'm in a bad mood, so whenever I do, it's basically just me blowing off steam by hurting fictional characters as much as I can. Defilement and graphic violence has always evoked catharsis-like emotions in me... which I think goes for a lot of people who enjoy that kind of stuff.
This upsets me more than it should, but it's damn well written. Nicely done. I'm going to read something fluffy now.
Man, that was the most disturbing thing I've ever read in this fandom.
You know that feeling you get when you're reading something, but you're so mortified that you can't stop, and you know the whole time that no matter what you do, you will never unsee it?
There is one other story that did that to me- Cat Bountry's "With Apologies to Harlan Ellison", but this one managed to take the cake from even that.
I so, so regret reading this, because I will never forget it.
But you did a good job, so kudos.
Thank you, or should I even say thank you? I dunno. ;_;
I feel bad even though your kind of reaction/response is exactly what I'm going for when I write. I don't know why I do it. (Okay, yes I do, but I don't know why I have to take it to such a high level.)
I'm sometimes very conflicted about my own writing. Idk. If I were to look at it with the same eyes as I'd do with random literature I read, I'd probably come to some conclusions about the author I wouldn't want to apply to myself...
But yes, I'm both sorry and kind of glad you won't forget it.
Wow, this definitely hit my kinks hard! I think you have a great talent with writing, especially because I have read fics that are technically more extreme in terms of what happens (like for example, gore, snuff), but this one FELT more intense because of the great writing.
Are you going to write a revenge fic or is this just going to stay a single rape fap fic?
Thank you, I'm glad it came off that way because I really was trying to make it as horrible as possible without going overboard with the violence.
Dunno. Some people have expressed an interest in reading more related to this story, so I might. I have a hard time leaving single fics alone.
I would really be interested in scout's mental aftermath of the situation. Does he regret what he did? Does he realize he likes that kind of power? Does he try it again? And you mention Soldier going off with other teammates, especially Medic. What are their reactions to that kind of situation? You've got me curious, and my vote is for continuation, if it matters at all.
Thank you. You brought forth the tension well. Scout's bystander syndrome broke my heart.
Perhaps you could've described scout's emotional reactions further to really milk it for drama, but I suppose being shocked into a bit of detachment works too.
How about a sequel with Engie looking for revenge?
>>25 Or really any of the BLUs, considering it appears Soldier's done this to just about all of them? (though I do admit Revengineer is a personal favorite of mine)
I will probably be writing a sequel at some point (haven't been able to access the site for two weeks). It would definitely come with an explanation for Medic's involvement and some sort of punishment/revenge from the BLUs.
Hah actually while I was writing I had this headcanon explanation for why something like this could occur more than a few times and not have major consequences for the enemy team or Soldier. I figured the teams switch around. Like every third month or so they get assigned to a new battlefield/map and another team to fight against, eliminating the risk of enemies becoming friends and keeping the endless fighting from growing stale.
So uh, that would be something I would have to explain in a second fic, but without getting too much into the whole clone thing, because I don't want it to be about that.
I'm really interested in a sequel, as few people here have expressed (i'm more interested in scouts side of things, maybe how his relationship with both soldier and his team's engineer)
Hahaaaaa this is so wrong and I am SO aroused right now I feel just like Scout.
It's especially sickening considering my own fic...
Hmmm. This is RED Scout and Solly and a BLUgineer...
*quietly adds this to my headcanon for Breaking Point hahahaha don't mind me im going 2 hell but seriously good job fuck*