Wow. I don't even like fem-fem smut, but I like this. Kudos. Very well written. I like it.

More fem/fem smut. Gogogogo!

Same anon. Little bit of the morning after I guess. I'm a sucker for fluffy. So fluffy it is.
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By morning, Scout had somehow entwined herself in all on Engineer’s sheets, managed to curl up in the small of her team mate’s back and was still draped over top of her in a nights-long cuddle. Engie cracked her eyes open, feeling the twinge in her back from sleeping differently. She pushed away from Scout and worked her way out of the mess of sheets to stand up and get ready for the day. She was awake about fifteen minutes too early, as usual, but it gave her time to get what she needed done and be able to do it at a pace her body could take- especially after a night like that.

Scout was still sound asleep, and Engie had already lined everything up for the day. Pistol was cleaned to regulation, Wrench and a bag full of spare screws were in their holsters, and her one glove was still missing. As usual.Scout stirred, rolling over dramatically as she woke up.

“Is it fuckin’ morning already? Jeeze.” She rubbed her eyes to clear them and to stall actually doing anything.

“Yep. And I hope your Momma doesn’t know about that sort’a language.” Engineer tossed over Scout’s clothes. She usually brought a pair over for the next morning. It was a lot better than wearing the same thing twice. Or, the worst thing, having to go commando with the skirt part of the uniform. Scout just thanked whoever was out there that the last team to use the base had a dumbass for a boy-scout who left a bunch of pants. Skirts were fine and dandy for church- but if you were expected to run seriously you would love pants too. “Get dressed and I’ll see ya at breakfast. Okay?”

Scout looked up expectantly, and Engineer hesitated before patting her hair and leaving the room. The first few nights she slept over, if Engie even talked to her the next morning pure venom would be the only response. Then when Scout got her first real kill out there, she spent all morning glued to Engie’s side. She even followed her around out on the battle field. Eventually Engineer just had to lie to Medic and say Scout wasn’t feeling great and had some girl problems that meant she couldn’t run that day. They both snuck inside and Engie had to deal with a very needy Scout. She was constantly grabbing for her hands and asking Engineer if anything she did was okay. By mid-day Engineer just couldn’t stand it and probably hugged Scout within an inch of her life.

Scout had just nodded. She dragged herself out of the bed after Engineer shut the door, dropping her pants to the ground and stepping out of them. She got dressed as slowly as she could handle- torn between not going anywhere and going to sit beside Engineer for breakfast before the seat was gone.

Sorry about that last one, sort of really lame. Scrapping that idea. I started writing more, but I ran out of time to keep going. I figured I should update since I'm already falling past the second or third page. This is only about half of what I wanted to get written today, I hope you'll enjoy it.
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Engineer was leaning on her freshly laundered bed, skimming over the reports of the day’s battle from the black-box inside her sentries. Mumbling to herself about the figures and totals, she hadn’t noticed Scout opening the door and walking in.

“Engie?” She stood just inside the door, fidgeting with the hem of her sleep shorts. Engineer looked up over the rim of her reading glasses, blinking slowly as she came back into the world of people and left the world of physics and numeric equations. Engineer rubbed the back of her sunburned neck with one hand and removing her glassed with the other. “What are ya doin’ here Scout? Isn’t it getting’ kinda late?”

“Yeah…” Scout kicked the door shut and strode over to the bed, plopping herself down beside Engineer and leaning over the paperwork. “That shit looks boring,”

“Actually- it’s really interesting data most of the time. If you know yer stuff when it comes to basic physics it can easily-“

“Like I sad. Looks boring.” She took the thick pile of papers and tossed it to the floor, Engineer looked indignant for a moment though no harm was done to the stapled package. “I wanna do fun stuff.” Scout started kicking her leg out and back slowly, looking up and down Engineer. Scout took in any detail in the washed-out t-shirt. She started to play with Engineer’s hair, tugged loose from its ponytail, as she kept looking her up and down.

“You gonna put your pants on. I’m not doin’ anything if your crotch is touchin’ me. You know my rule. Fuckin’ underpants aren’t enough. Put pants on, ‘Kay Engie?” She flicked the piece of hair she had just been curling around her finger before laying back on her elbows.

“This is my room, y’can’t just come in here demanding. Not all the time anyway.” Engineer none the less picked up the pants she had laid out on the chair for the night. She smiled to herself, wondering what Scout was thinking. After she had pulled them on, Engineer turned to meet Scout’s scrutinizing stare.

“Are you wearin’ a bra?” Scout picked up her legs and crossed them on the bed too, getting comfortable. Engineer nodded, opening her mouth to ask why, or if it was going to be a new rule or something. “Can I... uh… What. Um. Okay, shut up. I ain’t fuckin’ nervous or shit. I just don’t know how to tell ya. I wanna see it- but on you, but without your shirt. Maybe. I’m not a giant dyke or nothin’. You just got pretty big tits."

“Pardon?” Engineer blinked in disbelief while Scout started to hastily repeat herself and reiterate her reasons. Raising a finger and walking back over to the bed, Engineer paused, “Shush. Are you sure? I don’t want ya getting uncomfortable or anythin’.”

“Yeah. Course I’m sure I asked, dummy.” Engineer shushed her again, sitting down again. “Not right beside me! Geeze! I mean… um…”

“Beside ya ain’t no different from across the room. Just closer is all.” She sat patiently while Scout fidgeted and looked around. If she wanted to do this sort of thing tonight it was going to be worth putting up with all the silliness. “You can do it if you want.”

“No! Geeze, aren’t you listening? I. Am. Not. An. Ultra. Dyke. I just never… All I see are my boobs and I dunno. I don’t get it. They’re useless until you have a baby. The just kinda hang there n’ get in the way when you run.” She tapered off and went back to shifting her gaze from the spot of the bed directly beside Engie to Engineer’s face.

“Its… Uh. That’s somethin’ Medic might know more about. But you don’t need t’be shy or anythin’ if you wanna look still.” Scout just nodded and engineer tugged the back of her collar and slid the shirt over her head. Her sweat-stained and stretched out bra wasn’t exactly a pretty sight, but it was a hell of a lot more practical to wear during the day than what some of the others did. Scout looked up from the spot on the bed and followed Engineer’s slightly plus-sized waistline up to her chest before her face flooded with color. “Its fine, I’m givin’ you permission.”

Scout blinked, dazed for a moment. She hadn’t really expected Engineer to stil infront of her. It felt really wrong, Engie was practically naked to Scout and that made her heart hammer insanely fast. She stared a moment before tugging her own collar out and peering down her shirt.

“Your tits are fuckin’ huge.” She shook her head and released her own collar. “They gotta be like… huge.” Engineer couldn’t help but laugh a little.

“Don’t sound so shocked and confused. Scout- I ain’t exactly petite, bigger women get bigger most everywhere.” Scout nodded, a little dumbstruck still from seeing someone else with their shirt off.

“Um. I’m not like… getting’ naked or anything. But. Um… Can I-?” Scout seemed to be struggling with how to phrase her thought and how to keep her blood from rising to her cheeks, doing a poor job at sorting either out.

“If you want.” Engineer shrugged. Scout took the invitation and hitched up the front of her pyjama top, showing off her sports bra.

“Mine are tiny as shit compared, y’know?”

These little stories are so cute.

I like your female characters a lot. They're quite realistic. I wish more people wrote more female/female.

I pretty much love everything about this.

Whattt the heck. I need this so badly. This pairing is AWESOME. It's even better in fem form. I had no idea. You gotta write more. Seriously.

Oh woah. I didn't expect this to still be around. I was just thinking on updating it. Good to know its still read I guess. Hopefully I can update it again by the time the weekend is over.

>>1057

I would like this very much.
I'm kind of surprised this hasn't been replied to more. Maybe it's the board.

Okay, so I made a little sappy thing for now. I'm not really sure how to progress or even write a new scene like that first one at the moment. This is the first girl on girl I've written, so I'm not sure how everything works in some aspects. But like I said, for now there is this.
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After the last visit, Scout had gone back to her usual self. The next few weeks featured her showing off in battle, making outrageous claims about home, and not going near Engineer unless it was to restock or heal from a dispenser. Truthfully, Engie didn’t mind so much this time. That bitch of a Spy on the other team was absolutely infuriating! There were no less than ten sentry destructions in the following week by her, not to mention how many times she tampered with the teleporters- which caused a real problem. Poor Pyro ended up needing a stay in the infirmary after one glitched. Engineer found herself barely getting enough sleep with all the revisions and error logging she was having to do at night. Scout, on the other hand, seemed to have no problem causing her usual mayhem for the other side, or for their team when it came to after-hours.

“I totally smacked her, right? She looked like she was gonna throw a fit or something!” Scout’s voice trumped the others at dinner, she seemed to be the only one left with energy after the fight. Doubly so if they lost. “I swear she would shit on her Shah-neil or whatever if she chipped a nail. Dumb bitch.”

“Watch your language at the table, Scout…” Engineer didn’t even look up from her papers, it was getting so out of hand. Not only were her machines getting toyed with, but Medic’s healing discharges and the general numbers for the team seemed to be way off. It was causing a lot of trouble with the system, and if HQ caught wind of it before it got fixed there would be a whole heap of trouble.

“Whatever. You’re just mad ‘cause I hit her instead ‘a you.” Scout started eating again while their own Spy complained about something or another.

“Its called ‘Chanel’, not ‘Shah-Neil’.” Ah, it was about fashion. Again. “’Onestly, I can understand why you work ‘ere in men’s clothes when you talk like that about one of the most influential companies in the fashion industry.”

“Whatever princess.” She punctuated the point by pointing her fork at Spy. She stood up and busied herself moving her dirtied dishes over to the sink for someone else to deal with. “Did any ‘a you leave your shit in the dryer again? I’m out of uniforms.”

“It should be fine, if anything is left, please just put it in a basket this time.” Medic was the only one who noticed Scout leaving over the din of everyone else’s continuing conversations.

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Engineer was sitting in her room again, pouring over more papers. The ratios were all off, she scrunched her scratch paper in anger, too off to just be a computer error. She tried to flatten out the crumpled page, sighing heavily. After several more minutes or hours of struggling with finding the problem, she decided to get up and stretch out her stiff back and get her shower before the hot water was used up for the night. She grabbed a towel and shuffled down to the showers; still a communal affair as it seemed the company wasn’t too worried over some member’s issues with privacy.

She slipped off her glasses and opened the door, preferring to deal with blurry vision rather than foggy lenses when the steam left from everyone else’s showers hit her. Finding a shower stall, she dropped her belongings onto the bench in front of it when she heard the door open and close again.

“Well if it ain’t our geek in a pink sweater.” Engie heard Scout shuffle uncomfortably at the door. “Uh… I can… I can come back later if you’re gonna shower.” All Engineer could make out of the Scout standing in the doorway was the color of the hat tilted on her head and the general shape and color of her, which seemed to have paled a bit after walking in on someone else and stuck out sharply against the team’s uniform.

“Its fine, I can wait. Probably all to the better if I do.” She smiled a little lopsidedly, “I have t’figure out why everyone’s knock out ratios are off anyway. I was just takin’ a break.”

“If you were gonna shower, go ahead. I can go to the other bathroom or something. Doesn’t matter to me.” She stayed in place for a few silent minutes where Engineer just stared at her. Maybe the showers didn’t matter to her, but something else must have.

“Uh-huh. Well… You want to talk or somethin’ then hun? You’re just standin’ there.” She sat down after moving her glasses off the bench and patted a seat beside her. “You can come over, I won’t bite.”

“No.” Again, Scout just stayed put. Her voice seemed to be a little off, but maybe it was just Engineer’s hearing that was going a little softer with exhaustion. Scout seemed to fidget or something similar before continuing. “Are you sure you don’t want me to go?”

“Come here.” Engineer wiped the steam from her lenses before putting her glasses on. Scout wasn’t going to say anything, and it was getting frustrating not seeing her properly if they were going to have a conversation. The newly focused Scout shook her head and shuffled from foot to foot.

“I-its fine. I can go somewhere else.” It looked a lot like she might have been crying.

“Uh-huh. You can, but do you want to?” Scout paused, swallowing hard and shook her head. “C’mere then.” Scout did as she was told and plopped down onto the bench a little ways away from Engie, pulling her knees up to her chest and sitting with her eyes fixed on the floor. “Something wrong?”

“I… I got a fuckin’ letter from HQ. They’re not happy.” She trembled a little, “I only ki… y’know. Got two people the whole time I’ve been here.” She swallowed hard again, seeming to be fighting back tears. “I can’t fuckin’ do it. I’m gonna get my ass kicked out.”

Engineer moved over towards Scout. She started rubbing the younger woman’s back as her breath shook and hitched. Scout had, by then, sunk her head to her knees to hide her face.

“They wouldn’t boot ya out, you’re part of the team.” Engie softened her voice, “You haven’t even been here a year yet, they’d be downright silly to get rid of you before you’ve had a good chance.” Scout let herself get pulled into Engineer’s arms, still holding her arms firmly around her legs and sniffling. “You can prove to ‘em tomorrow, and the next day, and the next.”

“I can’t tomorrow.” She lifted her head to rest it on Engineer’s shoulder. “Medic told me I wasn’t allowed to fight tomorrow ‘cause she found me after I worried myself sick over this fuckin’ thing.” She fished the message out of her pocket and flung it to the floor. Engineer went back to rubbing small circles on Scout’s back. “I kinda fuckin’ hate this. A lot.”

Engineer and Scout just sat there for a while. Engie thought to herself while Scout seemed to just be trying to keep it together. This explained why some of the numbers were so skewed, she sighed softly.

“C’mon then. If you got that worked up you should probably get some sleep.” She pulled off Scout’s hat and messed up her hair, changing her tone to try and make it a little more light-hearted. “Think about how you’re goin’ to spend your day off. Do you knit or anything?”

“Pfft. Knitting is for grandmas.” Scout gave a small smile, “I was just gonna watch from the window I guess.”
“I knit.” Engineer smiled a little, patting Scout’s hair back into some form of order, “Go on, get. Go to sleep.” Scout let herself get ushered out of the showers and back into her room. Engineer had stayed to make sure she had actually made it into bed before leaving. On her way back to the showers she thought,, ‘Maybe I could get Medic to think I can’t do my job properly tomorrow. I have been going without sleep for a while…’

I swear it's like Christmas on the chan right now.
All my favorite fanfics getting updated or worked on again. I love this so much.
Please, continue! I love your scout and engie. I'm not sure why but I immensely love the pairing when the femclasses are concerned.

>>1063
You just completely made my night. Thanks for letting me know

>Straight female
>Fucking loves this fic
>IT'S JUST TOO CUTE

>>1060

ADORABLE