I honestly forgot Kilo was the one who requested this when I initially included TF2 bugs. I love giving the Sniper pets to interact with, whenever I write a story that he's central to. I just never get around to actually writing it when I do. Not to mention, I've always considered Soldier to be potentially against having pets with regard to certain principles. So Sniper wanting pets for easy companionship and mild entertainment was a great foil, IMHO. Sorry about sacrificing believability for speed earlier. I tried to spend more time on the build-up. I have to stop here because I can't write anymore for today. My brain is now too dead to write or edit. Besides, everything I write is bad and I should feel bad. Everything I write is bad and I should feel bad. Everything I write is bad and I should feel bad. Everything I write is bad and I should feel bad... Since none of them had KP duty, Soldier and Sniper waited around the Engineer's red pick-up truck. Soldier leaned against the passenger side, with his arms crossed over his chest, contemplating the cracks and small holes filled with rubble in the worn pavement of the parking lot. Sniper was sitting on top of the hood, his long legs dangling over the side. “Nice o' Truckie to give us a ride whenever he comes over after work.†Soldier grunted in agreement. “Wish he wouldn't take his sweet time tidyin' up though,†Sniper said. Soldier nodded and regarded his roomie with more affection after their little bonding moment. He sniffed as he scratched the end of his nose. Sniper wrinkled his own and Soldier stopped to glare. “It itches! I'm not picking it!†The Sniper smirked. “I don't care if ya pick it! Just don't pretend like it's somethin' else.†The Soldier shuddered in disgust. He'd learned the Sniper had a habit of smearing nostril gunk where ever he felt like, once it had been freed of its origins. Which meant on Sniper's clothes and sometimes other people's stuff! At least the Sniper kept most of his jarate jars at the base. His argument for taking one home was in case they both had use the bathroom at the same time, since the Sniper had trouble waiting when he really needed to piss. Solly shook his head. Then he straightened up and saluted as he heard the crunch of boots across gravel and bits of loosened pavement. The Engineer chuckled as he closed the distance. He'd left his goggles and hard hat with all of his other equipment. He tugged on the brim of his white Stetson and Sniper pushed off the hood of the truck as the Engineer stood in front of them, grinning. “You boys sure are eager to get home, most days! How long you been out here?†The Sniper squinted and held a hand over his eyes as he gauged the position of the sun. He nodded to himself, confident in his assessment. “'Bout thirty minutes,†Sniper said. The Engineer pulled a pocket watch from somewhere and checked it. Then he winced. “Ah, sorry, folks! I really lost track.†The Soldier gasped and pointed at Sniper. “How do you do that?! Teach me your Mystical Outback Time Telling Ways!†The Engineer put a hand to his mouth as he laughed, deep and throaty as ever but trying to stifle it as the Soldier growled at him. “What's so damn funny?!†“He has a wrist watch, Solly. He was lookin' at it when he was lookin' at the sky.†Soldier jolted and pointed fiercely at the Sniper, who was now doubled over but doing a better job of hiding his laughter by covering his face with his slouch hat. “Damn it! You lying bastard!†Sniper straightened up and then re-situated his hat, swiveling it around by the brim to make sure it was on good and tight. He still had a dastardly grin on his face which Solly scowled at. “Oh, why'd ya have to ruin it?†Sniper asked Engie, “I've had him goin' for awhile wi' that one!†The Soldier sniffed, all his dreams of telling time while pummeling the enemy dashed. The Sniper patted his shoulder and his smile grew fainter, more reassuring than mocking. “Chin up. I can get a decent idea from the position o' the sun and all. We both can. Just not that precise,†the Sniper said. The truck rattled to life and they turned to find Engie already in the cab of the truck, his elbow sticking out of his window as he loosely gripped the wheel with that hand and waved with the other. “Y'all hop in or I'm goin' 'o leave ya here!†Engie said, a huge smile that showed off all those nice, even teeth of his. “Shotgun!†Soldier yelled. He began pushing Sniper towards the door, so that Sniper could get in the middle of the bench seat first. The Sniper stood up straight and dug his heels in with stubborn resistance, making Solly push harder until Sniper was gripping the roof of the truck's cab while Solly shoved the air out of his lungs. He was about to punch the Sniper's knees inward so he could fold the guy in half when the Sniper found his voice. “Ooof! Hey, now! What do ya think you're doin'?!†“Get in! I called shotgun! That means I get the window seat!†“Well stop pushin' or I can't get in!†the Sniper snapped. Solly backed off and the Sniper glowered at him as he eased in and across the seat. Solly closed the door with a bang and stuck his head out the window, peering around for cloaked spies, before pulling back in and saluting the Engineer. “We have clearance! Go, go, go!†Engie sighed as he shifted gears and the whole ride through no one said anything. Soldier assumed Sniper was irritable. The guy got mad at the littlest things! He had no idea why Engie was quiet, the man's expression unreadable, but thought maybe after a long day of gun fire and explosions that everyone wanted a little bit of silence to go with winding down. He rested his own elbow on the rolled down window and watched the desert pass them. As soon as they parked in the run down apartment complex, Soldier jumped out and marched towards their building. He was unlocking the door when he realized they were slower than a revved up Heavy. He turned to wave them on, wondering if they were just waiting for his permission. He watched the Sniper kick his heels across the pavement, hands in his pockets, slouching as ever, while mumbling something to the Engineer that dawdled alongside him on his short legs. His eyebrows remained high on his forehead and his lips were partially pursed, as if he was uncertain how to respond to whatever the Sniper had been telling him. “Any day now, ladies!†the Soldier bellowed. Then he pushed in and hung his coat up on the piece of slat board on the wall, with nails sticking out, that served as a coat hanger. He settled onto the couch, ready to relax with his pals after a long day of hard work. As the two of them wandered in, he grinned. “Hey, eagle eye! Go grab three beers! Time to celebrate our winning streak!†Solly said. The Sniper snorted and took his place on the other end of the couch. The Soldier growled and was about to tell the lazy bones off for ignoring a direct order, one that would benefit all of them, when the Engineer held up his hands, placating the Soldiers nerves as he gave them both an uneasy smile. “How 'bout I get those? I 'preciate all the hospitality y'all 've shown me, whenever I'm you're guest, and I might as well help out once or twice. Y'all rest up.†The Sniper relaxed deeper into the couch cushions and grinned, showing off those weird fangs of his. “Thanks, mate. That goes such a long way... you wouldn't even believe how much.†“I think I can guess,†the Engineer murmured as he bustled away. Solly thought nothing of it as he flipped channels and the Sniper remained silent, tucked into his corner of the couch. Solly grunted and sneered as the Sniper planted one boot onto the make-shift coffee table and crossed the other at the ankle. The Sniper shrugged and pretended to ignore him. The Soldier was about to remind him of how much he hated the way dirt crumbled off and onto the crates whenever Sniper did that but a cry of surprise from Engie had him bolting off the couch and rushing over to the man's side as he stood, staring down at one of the stacks of cardboard boxes in the corner there. “Did you find a Spy?!†Solly gasped, the most obvious conclusion because he saw nothing. “No...†the Engineer whispered. He set the beers on the table nearby and crouched down to get a better look at the crack between that stack of boxes and the stack next to it. The Soldier crouched down as well and almost jumped when he felt the Sniper's hand on his back as the Sniper leaned over him, staring with equal curiosity as the rest of them. “Is it a Spy with tentacles?†the Soldier asked, because that was totally different. “Hush,†the Engineer said with all the gentle authority he could muster while distracted. The Soldier watched as he saw the light and felt the blast from the tiniest explosion known to man... or at least to the Soldier. He yelped and dived forward, shoving the two stacks further apart without any regard for whether or not it might make them unsteady. There was a tiny lick of fire that caught onto the cardboard sides and he quickly beat them out, wondering what the hell could have done it. As he turned, he realized that Engie had dove in after him and was now half sitting, half crouching as he blew out the flames on whatever was cupped inside his strong hands. The Soldier peered closer and found himself staring at a tottering and confused little beetle... almost human looking sort of beetle thing that made gibberish noises. “Oh God damn it! One of your fucking bugs escaped! Isn't that the one that nearly blew up the stove?!†The Sniper held out his hands, underneath the Engineer's. The Engineer gently tilted his own as he parted them and then shook one slightly to knock the little beetle into Sniper's. The creature wobbled a bit, as if dizzy or drunk, then sat down and twitched its tiny round antenna expectantly. The Soldier peered even closer, his nose almost touching the Sniper's hand as he stared out from under his helmet at it. Was that a god damn kilt—skirt—thing on its legs? For fucks sakes! Bad enough Sniper apparently dressed them up, like some girl's paper dolls, but he made it Scottish! That wasn't right! Wait, did that thing have a sticky bomb launcher? And a tiny eye patch, as it stared up at him. Solly rubbed at his eyes and wondered if he'd started drinking already. Then again, he saw so much weird shit on a daily basis. This wasn't much in comparison so he decided not to mention it. “It's the Dem—er, beetle,†the Engineer murmured as if he were daydreaming, “Does he get out often?†“Yeah. I thought I had the lid shut tight,†the Sniper said, “I'll go put him back.†The Engineer petted the thing with one crooked finger, smiling for all the world as if he were a child. The Soldier couldn't imagine what sort of joy the two men derived from playing with bugs. The Soldier pointed at the Sniper's retreating back. “Your bugs are a fucking menace!†the Soldier growled, “Every single one of them! Even that stupid moth thing bit me once!†“Then don't yell at them when ya put your hand in their cage! They probably find it as threatening as I do,†the Sniper called over his shoulder, getting fainter as he disappeared around the corner. “I was trying to point out what they were doing wrong!†the Soldier snapped, “That's the problem. They lack discipline!†The Engineer shook his head but he was chuckling. “I didn't have any problems when they were in my workshop.†“I don't get why you two need pets. Especially some filthy vermin! And they've brought more vermin in! You know what? That's what Sniper is! He's a vermin magnet!†the Soldier yelled, so Sniper could hear him, “He leaves old food and crap lying around so he can tempt more of 'em inside!†The Engineer sighed. “Didn't you ever catch a bug and keep it in a mayonnaise jar when you were a kid?†Engie asked. The Soldier pondered that and his shoulders sunk. “Yes. It died.†The Engineer patted his shoulder comfortingly. He looked away, towards the widened gap between the boxes, and something must have caught his eye because he began examining the carpet more closely. Then he whistled and lightly tapped some crispy things stuck to the fibers. The Soldier peered closer and grunted when he realized they were the gibbed remains of some kind of weird cockroach. Or roaches, plural. For some reason, one included the tiny torn mockery of a little hat and microphone closely resembling the Scout's. “Well, I'll be,†the Engineer murmured, “I think he was tryin' to take care of your pest problem.†The Soldier snorted. “Don't be ridiculous! Bugs can't think like people!†The Engineer shrugged as he stood up and brushed his knee off. Then he picked up a beer bottle and handed it to Sniper when he returned. Sniper smiled and pulled out a bottle opener. “All secure now. Cheers!†The Soldier grumbled until the Engineer pulled out his own bottle opener, popped off the lids of the other two bottles, and handed one to him. Solly took a hard swig and watched Engie pocket the lids and the opener. He shook his head and followed the Sniper back to the couch. Still nothing on TV, from the looks of it, as he sat back down. The Engineer adjusted his cowboy hat and drank, glancing from one to the other before stepping over the Sniper's again outstretched legs and plopping down in between them. He kept giving them sideways looks, mouth a thin line, as if waiting for something to happen. “You mind lettin' me pick a channel for once?†the Sniper asked. The Engineer sat up straighter and eyed Solly as the Soldier snorted. Solly wasn't about to dignify that with an answer. He kept a tight grip on the remote as he continued checking for something amongst the wide array of ten broadcasts that the antenna picked up. When no one said anything for awhile, the Engineer cleared his throat. “So, uh, were y'all plannin' on flippin' channels all night or do ya wan' 'o go out? I didn't look in the paper to see what's showin' at the theaters but the least we could do is see somethin' new.†The Sniper blinked and scratched his chin. He grinned and patted Engie on the back. “Hey, now! That's an idea. We can leave this lout to the telly and find some real entertainment! Whatever is playin' 'as got to be better than this.†The Soldier growled and leaned closer to Engie while he glared at Sniper. “I didn't say I wouldn't go! Why are you assuming I'd stay here?†The Sniper glared back and kept his hand on the Engineer, who looked troubled. “Because you assume stuff about me all the time! I'm sick of it! Do me a favor and stay home! You're only goin' to ruin it for us if ya come along!†the Sniper groused. The Engineer gulped as the Soldier put his arm around the man's shoulders and leaned over far enough to get into the Sniper's face. The Sniper seemed taken aback before curving his arm around Engie and tucking his hand somewhere under Engie's arm as he tried to regain ground. “I don't ruin the movie watching experience!†Soldier growled. “Yeah, ya do! Ya won't shut up! Ya keep talkin' to the screen like they can hear ya!†Sniper snarled. They were almost nose to nose in front of Engie, teeth bared and hackles raised, when the Engineer piped up, his voice surprisingly a little squeaky before he recovered his composure. His eyes were wide and he looked like he wanted to be anywhere but sandwiched between them just then. They turned to regard him, never fully taking their eyes off each other, and listened. “Now... now hold up! I wasn't tryin' to exclude anyone! There's no need to fight over this!†“Yeah there is!†Solly snapped. “Too right!†the Sniper added. “Whatever for?†the Engineer asked. He licked his lips nervously and swallowed visibly, his adam's apple quivering vulnerably. The Soldier chuckled and sneered at the Sniper. “He was my friend first!†Solly insisted. “Oh, come on!†the Sniper snapped, “He's just taken pity on you! We both have!†“What?! If anyone's taking pity on anyone here, it's us taking pity on you! You're so high and mighty ya can't even see that!†Soldier snarled. “Now wait a dog gone minute!†Engie interrupted, “I don't pity either of you!†They looked back at Engie and blinked. His nervousness had turned to ire, brow furrowed, eyes piercingly sharp and unhidden by his goggles, all over a firm, warning scowl. It should have been a fearful sight, inches away from an expression that was far from the normally steady calm the man emanated but the Soldier licked his lips and sneered, all thoughts promptly relocating to his crotch. He glanced at the Sniper and found a similar look, eyes narrowed and lids lowered, his lips curled back with desire more than disdain. The Engineer's expression faltered a little as he looked from one to the other and he backed down, uncertain what to make of their unspoken conversation. “I'm friends with both of ya because I like ya,†the Engineer added in a softer tone, “When you're not acting like a bunch of little kids who can't share their toys enough to get along.†The Soldier brightened at that thought. He grinned at the Sniper, who was smirking back. “You're right. We should share!†Solly said, “In fact, I vote we start sharing right now!†The Sniper's voice had dropped into a dark, silky growl. “For once, I like your way of thinkin', mate,†the Sniper said, “Let's get started.†The Engineer blinked and gasped when the Sniper pulled away from Solly's gaze to grab his chin and cover his lips with a rough kiss. Engie's eyes went wide but he didn't push the Sniper off of him. They closed as the kiss continued, with Sniper lapping at his weakly pursed lips. Sniper pouted when Engie didn't stick his own tongue out and the Soldier pushed the Engineer deeper into the couch cushions, out of the kiss. Engie opened his eyes, startled and then the Soldier was claiming his lips next, enjoying the way their freshly grown stubble tickled when Solly kissed lower, nibbling on the man's wide jaw. Engie moaned and Solly pulled away, panting slightly, to see that the Sniper had slipped his hand down into the Engineer's overalls, fondling his sides before slipping around back. The Soldier, not wanting to be left out, slid his hand under the thick denim from the front bib, their limbs stretching the loose fabric taught around their additional girth. He stretched his fingers out to roam over that powerful, though far from rock-hard chest, across the cushioning belly, and down to the real prize hidden away in the Engineer's lap. He fondled the front of the Engineer's package, still wrapped up safe and sound inside his boxers, and enjoyed the simple way it curved up into the palm of his hand. “Ah!†the Engineer gasped, “Wha—what?!†He seemed to have found his voice as the Soldier kneaded his soft manhood into a steadily growing erection. The Engineer trembled, his fingers digging into the couch cushions that served as his seat, and his lower half bucked slightly under the Soldier's and the Sniper's steady administrations. His eyes were open wide and his mouth quivered between a hesitant smile and a wavering frown. No, not really a frown. Something between neutral and open longing that curved his mouth down while his eyebrows stayed arched as high up as possible. “What are you doin'?†he asked, his voice deep and slightly wobbly. “We're sharing you!†the Soldier said. The Engineer looked up at the ceiling and bit his lower lip as the Soldier found his way into the flap of Engie's boxers. He took in a staggered breath and let it out in a sharp pant. He didn't seem unwilling, simply confused and startled. “Sharing me?†he asked. The Sniper nuzzled his cheek and licked his ear before answering. That same lower tone to his voice, husky and almost sinister. “I didn't think you'd be this innocent. Yeah. We both want ya, mate. You're bloody incredible. Way too generous and you deserve a thank you.†“And we'll say it together. Like this,†the Soldier added, his hand cradling one of Engie's balls. Engie moaned as Soldier and Sniper kissed each side of his face together and began whispering what they loved best about him. His strength. His charm. His brilliance. His kindness. The Engineer closed his eyes and leaned his head back against the couch, leaving his throat vulnerable to kisses that Soldier and Sniper took turns planting there until Soldier shifted to the side and began sucking hard enough to bear a lasting mark of his presence, branding the Engineer. Solly looked up to find that the Sniper was doing the same, though he had moved both his hands up. Sniper had grasped Engie's chin forcefully, keeping it back, and pinning down Engie's chest with the other, though Engie didn't seem to mind. “Ohhhh... oh, I've never felt so wanted before!†the Engineer moaned, “You fellas could out sweet-talk a Spy!†The Sniper snorted at that but the Soldier grinned as he moved his hand out of the flap and under the waist brand to properly massage the Engineer's balls while his forearm lightly stroked his erection. “They been flattering you?†Solly asked, “Do Spies come bangin' on your door every night because they can't get enough of you during the day?†Engie pouted as well as he could in between whimpering with desire as the Soldier continued his work and the Sniper continued licking and breathing into his ear. The Sniper was still holding Engie's face where he wanted it though his other hand had wandered down to squeeze Engie's. “No! I was just sayin'! I imagine that's what one 've 'em would do. Oh, lord, fellas, don't keep me on edge like this! I need... I need more.†The Sniper began working on one overall strap and the Soldier unhooked the other with his free hand, the other still deep in the Engineer's overalls. Solly nibbled on the Engineer's lips and Engie opened his mouth. His tongue popped the spit bubble there as his tongue poked out and Solly began licking his tongue instead. The Engineer writhed as the straps fell off his shoulders but they were ignored as the Sniper leaned over to stick his own tongue into the fray. The Soldier moaned as their faces were mashed so close together, their noses getting in the way a little as their tongues were a seething mass of deep sea tentacles fighting for position around the same hot sea vent. The Soldier gripped the bib of Engie's overalls tight in one hand and yanked them down mindlessly, still focused on the smooth, slick flesh, eyes long since closed to focus on sensation instead of the unfocused visuals of everyone so close together. The Engineer writhed again and stroked their jawlines with unsteady hands. The Soldier pulled away, licking his lips and giving the Sniper free reign over the Engineer's hot, open mouth. He began pulling the overalls off roughly and the Engineer lifted his hips to aid him, moaning as they were tugged down to his ankles. The Soldier pulled the boxers down soon after but left them at the Engineer's knees. His own erection was aching against its prison inside his own briefs and he grinned as the Engineer's swayed free in front of him, damp with a trickle of excitement already. The Soldier stroked him firmly, feeling the weight in his hand, and gobbled it up, his saliva already flowing from the kissing and sheer desire. The Engineer bucked up with a cry of surprise and the Sniper leaned back to see what the Soldier was doing. Solly looked up at them from where he was now seated on the floor, unconcerned about the way the crates disguised as a coffee table hemmed his legs in. He kept his other hand on Engie's inner thigh, kneading it, and continued stroking the base as he drooled all over it, only pausing long enough to lap at the head of Engie's cock so he could give the Sniper a sleazy grin. The Sniper returned it with a sleazy grin of his own and quickly dropped to his knees on the floor. The Soldier scooted over a little to give the Sniper room and they proceeded to take turns lapping, kissing, sucking, and stroking the Engineer's erection. When the Soldier paused for a breather, the Sniper insisted on doing the same things to the Soldier's lips as the Sniper squeezed the Engineer's cock. The Engineer watched them through lowered eyelids and gave them a leering, overly proud grin. “Mmmm... Now I've seen everything. Two men who'd do anythin' just to suck me off,†the Engineer said, his voice deep and rumbling. The Soldier continued to explore the Sniper's mouth, both of them giving the Engineer side-long glances, enjoying the touch and the Engineer's wanton gaze. “That's right. Put on a show for me. You'd do anythin' to have me, wouldn't you?†the Engineer asked, “You're all mine.†The Soldier paused and the Sniper panted. The Soldier calmly pushed himself up onto his feet and grinned down at the Engineer while wiping the spit off his face with the back of his hand. He looked down at the Sniper and motioned for the Sniper to join him in standing. The Sniper licked his lips and nodded, before stretching a bit as he did. “You've got it all wrong, Engie,†the Soldier answered. He grabbed the Engineer's shoulders as he pinned him firmly to the couch and stared into the Engineer's eyes as they opened wide. He chuckled throatily before nibbling on one of the Engineer's earlobes, then growled into his attentive ear. “You're all ours! And we're going to do whatever we want to you!†The Engineer looked towards the Sniper and the Soldier followed his gaze. The Sniper was grinning fit the burst as soon as he understood what the Soldier was doing. He adjusted his belt buckle and put his own hand out to add his weight into the middle of the Engineer's chest as he loomed over Engie. The Soldier set to work getting the Engineer's boots off. “That's right. You're our hot little sex slave, not the other way around. Let's get him into your bedroom and show him what's what.†The Engineer's shock dulled into eager resignation, his eyes lowered and his breathing still heavy. “I'm your sex slave, huh? Is that why you seduced me?†he asked. “We did say we were goin' to share ya, mate,†the Sniper said, “So now the toymaker's our toy.†The Engineer closed his eyes and groaned. The Soldier let the Engineer's overalls pool on the floor and began tugging his boxers the rest of the way down to join them. “Are you goin' 'o take turns with me? Train me the way that ya want? Oh God!†Engie's eyes shot open as the Soldier stood between his spread legs, shoved his arms underneath his thighs, and scooped him up in strong arms. With a huff, the Engineer wasn't exactly light, the Soldier gripped the man's ass firmly and hefted him around a bit to make certain he wouldn't drop Engie or hurt his own back. The Engineer threw his arms around the Soldier's neck in shock and clung tight as the Soldier chuckled. “You haul that stuff around all day. Thought you could use a lift for once,†the Soldier said. The Engineer blinked and turned a little pink in the face at that, his ears going darker still. Then he chuckled and snuggled against the Soldier's chest. Solly would keep him nice and safe; the Soldier was a master at escorting! “Gear forward!†the Soldier bellowed, though he didn't rush one bit while carrying his precious cargo. The Sniper nodded and went on ahead, though he stole the Engineer's hat as he went. “Hey!†Engie gasped. The Sniper laughed darkly and opened the Soldier's bedroom door, holding it open and motioning them in with the cowboy hat still in hand. The Soldier kissed Engie's forehead as Engie glared at the Sniper on the way in and Solly placed the Engineer down onto the mattress with exceptional gentleness. The Engineer remained sitting there, his knees still spread out to accommodate the Soldier, and looking up at the Soldier with curious expectations. The Sniper kissed the top of the Engineer's head as he set the hat back on it and wandered out again. “Wait a tick,†the Sniper said, “I won't be long.†“Excellent! Batten down the doors! Lock the hatches! Keep those enemy spies at bay with every single deterrent that I have!†the Soldier said. “We don't have any hatches,†the Sniper called over his shoulder. The Engineer blinked and arched a brow at the Soldier. “I like to make sure this place is secure before commencing with the act of lovemaking! When I'm not too excited to forget. Nothing worse than getting back-stabbed in the middle of intimacy!†Solly said. The Engineer stared at him dumbly and then nodded. “I would imagine so. Does that happen very often?†Engie asked. The Soldier stood up proud and tall, back straight and hands on his hips, showing off his thick muscles. “It hasn't happened yet!†the Soldier answered, “I am too vigilant for those crafty spies!†The Engineer stifled a laugh, when the Soldier glared at him, and nodded. “It certainly seems that way, pardner.†Then the Engineer began undoing the front of his uniform shirt. The Soldier sighed in contentment and went about finding the lube, which he was certain the Sniper had let roll under the bed last time they fucked. It was kind of a shitty bed but it was a double and that was all he required out of it. The Sniper had complained initially, saying he was tall enough that only a King-size really fit him, but the Soldier had told him to deal with it and buy his own bed if that was such a problem. Right now his bed was the handsomest thing he'd ever seen, with the Engineer stretching his arms over his head as he pulled his undershirt up over them and off into his hands. The Soldier shoved the lube over to the middle of the mattress, so it wouldn't get lost again, and went back to the Engineer, now as naked as God had surely intended him to be. The Engineer reached out and hooked a finger under Solly's belt, grinning. “You ain't goin' 'o fuck me with everythin' on, are ya?†the Engineer asked. The Soldier shivered and shook his head. “No, sir! Now get your hands off that!†He grabbed Engie's wrist as the Engineer let go and took hold of the Engineer's other wrist, holding them over his head effortlessly as he leaned one knee into the mattress, between the Engineer's legs. The Engineer gasped as the Soldier jerked him out of his relaxed position and then dragged his arms back down as he crushed their mouths together. Engie tugged on the Soldier's lower lip with his teeth and the Soldier growled happily. Before their tongues barely had time to really get started with the gentlest of strokes from a painter's brush, the Sniper returned. The Soldier looked up as the Sniper shut the door behind him and gave Solly a thumbs up to show everything was ready. The Engineer blinked as the Sniper joined them, as naked as the Engineer. The Sniper gripped his erection, making it bob up and down as if he were testing to see how hard it was. “He gets a stick up his arse whenever I forget my clothes,†the Sniper explained, “Found it's best to take 'em off in my room first.†The Sniper began rubbing the Engineer's back as the Soldier released the Engineer. “I was thinkin',†the Sniper began. “I bet you were,†the Soldier said. The Sniper ignored this and rested his cheek against the Engineer's shoulder. The Engineer peered into the Sniper's face, waiting. “I want our sex slave bent over for me while he plows you in the arse,†the Sniper explained, “Sound good?†The Sniper began nibbling on Engie's shoulder, both of them making soft noises of contentment. The Soldier chuckled and smacked his fist into his open palm. “That is what I want to hear!†the Soldier answered, “Give me more suggestions like this and I might listen more often!†The Sniper huffed and lifted his head. The Soldier went to work on his own belt and began sloughing off his pants and briefs. He left his undershirt and helmet on, deciding it would show Engie who was boss. “You always say that and it never comes true.†“I said might! Might listen more often! This isn't the future! I can't confirm or deny anything in the future one hundred percent!â€