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Scout was heading to Spy's smoking room, a record player in his hands. He "borrowed" the player from Spy earlier to play his Tom Jones vinyls for a quick second. Scout knows he should probably get his own but where is he gonna put it anyway? His room is entirely filled with Tom Jones memorabilia, how scandalous would it be to disrupt the harmony!
As he entered the room, he hurriedly placed the record player in its usual spot. His movements quick at the fear of getting caught red-handed, until something new placed on the side table completely averted his thoughts
A small pocket watch
Scout, now curious at the new addition in Spy's living space, approached the table and picked up the watch. Completely throwing his worries of getting caught out the window, it'll just be a quick look and he'll rush outta here! No biggie!
Scout examined the pocket watch closely. Noting how it was pretty much like Spy's Dead Ringer except it was sliver, had a little chain at the top, is an actual watch and not a weird timer, and how it could fit in Scout's palm with enough room to spare.
But, the strangest thing of all, a button at the side. Not the familiar dial like in regular watches. There wasn't even one
Scout looked at the watch, a bit puzzled, this wasn't like Spy's usual watches he brought whenever they're out at battle, no. This was Scout's first time ever seeing this thing
Maybe it could just be a normal watch, but what kind of watch has no dial?
Scout, having his curiosity take the better of him, pressed the button on the side. But, at the same time he pressed it, the door creaked
"AAAHH!! HOLY SHIT, SPY I CAN EXPLAIN!"
Scout screamed at an octave he's embarrassed to admit actually came out of him as Scout jumped to look back at the door. The handle down and door slightly cracked open
"I SWEAR I WASN'T DOIN' ANYTHING BAD! I WAS— I WAS JUST LOOKING AROUND, SPY!"
Scout continued to yell, trying to desperately defend himself as he dropped the watch on the table. Scout looked back at the door in terror. The handle down and door slightly cracked open
"I SWEAR! JUST HEAR ME OUT!"
Scout exclaimed, his voice slowly getting quieter with every word he says. Scout looked back at the door in confusion. The handle down and door slightly cracked open
"Uh, Spy?"
No response. The door handle was down and the door itself was slightly cracked open. Spy's silhouette was visible from the cracks, but it was unmoving
Scout realized how quiet everything currently was, It was like the air itself stopped moving
Scout looked back at the pocket watch on the table, the clock hands also stationary. His eyes were wide open, and his hands were hesitant as he reached for the watch once again
Picking it up, Scout held the watch in his hand, pressing the button again. After the button press, the clock hands went back to moving and ticking down like nothing happened, including the door
In a mix of panic and shock, Scout pressed the button for the third time. Just in time as well, as Spy stepped into the room except his gaze was on the floor and not at Scout's general direction
Scout held the pocket watch tight and close to himself, trying to process what he currently has in the palm of his hand. Where did Spy get this? When did Spy have this? This was insane, probably the next best thing since Medic's Über! But most worrying was, why did Spy even have this thing in the first place?!
Scout's thoughts went wild, as his legs slowly made their way to Spy's frozen form. Waving a hand in front of the man's face in a way to confirm that Spy wasn't unresponsive. And he wasn't
But, for good measure, and totally not because he held any kind of grudges. Scout raised a hand and slapped Spy right across his face. Still no response, nor any kind of movement. This was exciting
Scout's expression of shock and confusion turned to one of glee as he looked back at the pocket watch. He was currently in possession of a literal time stopping device! How crazy is that?!
Scout ran out of the room, by getting down and crawling between frozen Spy's legs before going back up to his feet. Scout makes a mad dash to his room as his mind started to race with thoughts and ideas on what to do now
Entering his quarters, Scout locked the door and laid on his Tom Jones decorated bed. Scout held the pocket watch in his hand as he looked at it in awe
Scout could do anything he wanted with this thing, and no one would know!
At first Scout's thoughts started out innocent. Maybe change the contents of Demo's scrumpy mid-swig, maybe mess with Heavy's bookmarks, or maybe move Sniper's rifle a little to the left while he's hunting to make him miss. All innocent pranks
But then the weight of what Scout has, truly sets in. Scout could literally do anything he wanted, and if he doesn't leave any sort of evidence. He could also get away with it
Then Scout's thoughts started to get a bit more, degenerative
Scout has always liked Miss Pauling, and he has wondered what she would've looked like without clothes— No
No, he wasn't gonna do anything like that, Scout was a respectful young man, okay!
But, the thought of him having full control. Scout on top of Miss Pauling, just undoing her clothes, fondling her plump breasts, as she just lays there, frozen, unaware of what he's doing to her body. How would she react after finding out what Scout did to her— WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIM!?
Scout brought his hands to his face out of shame, he can't believe he was thinking these sorts of stuff. What kind of person would even think those things?! His ma raised him better than this!
Scout couldn't deny the tightness in his pants though, a visible tent poking out. Scout just wanted to rip the damn thing off!
Scout's hands went up to remove his hat and tug on his hair, he needed to get his mind off things. That's what he needed to do
Scout got off his bed and walked out his room, still a bit hard but he'll deal with it later! He just needs someone to mess with
Roaming around for a bit, Scout found himself in front of the infirmary doors. Looking at the frozen clock hands on his new pocket watch, it's a bit late after dinner so Medic must be inside doing whatever he does. Perfect for Scout to strike
Flinging the doors open, Scout went in and after that, Scout tried to close the doors to the best of his abilities because it turns out things don't move when time is frozen, who would've known!
After Scout deemed his efforts good enough, he made his way to Medic's frozen and seated form on the desk. Scout inspects what Medic was doing before getting frozen, letting his eyes look Medic up and down as he concluded that Medic was just filling out some boring paperwork as he rested his head on his hand
Scout started to think of some ideas on what to prank Medic with, maybe doodle dicks on his face, maybe spill the coffee he has next to him. But Scout gets distracted with how peaceful Medic currently looked
His hair messy with how much he messed it up with his hand most probably. His soft, blue, tired eyes looking down at the paper, which are usually piercing Scout's own with every negative emotion under the sun. It was a surprisingly nice change of pace to see Medic looking calm for once. Even when it's not necessarily directed at Scout
Medic was also not wearing his coat nor gloves, leaving him in his tie, vest, shirt, and his own pants. Medic's sleeves were rolled up exposing his forearms, and the coat was draped on the chair Medic himself was sitting on
The entire scene allowed Scout to see Medic in a more "casual" look for once and less of a formal, pissy prick. Though, Medic's still technically wearing his uniform but still
Now that Medic has a more natural look to him, Scout must admit, he looked pretty handsome. But Scout wasn't gay, no, he's just complimenting him!
Sure, maybe Scout's eyes wandered on Medic a few times in the showers before but he never let his gaze lingered for too long. But here? He could look at Medic for as long as he wanted with no repercussions
Scout was still very much riled up, and he needs an outlet to let it out somehow
Scout looked at Medic, his head filled with thought. Maybe he could use Medic as a stand-in for Miss Pauling? I mean, Scout probably won't continue being hard for long to actually do anything real bad to Medic because he's not gay so it's foolproof!
Scout walked behind Medic, grabbing his chair, Scout pulled so that Medic's away from the desk. Afterwards, Scout went in front of Medic, grabbing the other's wrists and tried to pose him in a way Scout will deem satisfactory. It was very easy to move Medic's still body around, even though he's quite rigid
Scout posed Medic so that he's sitting on the chair straight with his hands at his sides. Scout took a step back to take a deep breath, as he gathered courage to bring his hands to Medic's clothes to do this and bare witness to his stripped form
Scout leaned down and hesitantly removed Medic's tie before starting on unbuttoning the German's vest, terrified that Medic might come back to life and rightfully beat Scout's ass. Even though the pocket watch is currently being kept safe in Scout's own pocket, he can't shake the lingering fear away
As Scout unbuttoned Medic's vest, the intimate nature of his fingers carefully undoing the older man's buttons makes the younger man's face flush
"Just get this fuckin' over with, man.."
Scout grumbled under his breath, trying to do this much faster because it's actually backfiring and making him more horny. With now swift work, Scout successfully unbuttoned Medic's vest and tossed it elsewhere
Scout hesitated, when he reached Medic's shirt. This isn't really getting rid of his boner, in fact, it's making it even more erect somehow so he should really stop. But maybe if he reaches Medic's bare chest it'll go away?
It doesn't hurt to try, right?
Scout went down to his knees as he went back to undoing the buttons on Medic's shirt this time, cursing under his breath on why Medic had so many goddamn articles of clothing that had buttons. At least Medic wasn't wearing his coat
With every button popped open, more and more of Medic's chest was revealed to Scout. It was like unwrapping a present, Scout slowly taking his time to savour the moment
Scout's eyes looked up to and lingered on Medic's chest when he popped half of the buttons open, he couldn't deny how huge Medic's knockers were, at least on a man. Even though it was hairy, and attached on scary ol' Medic, Scout had to actually resist the urge to drool like an idiot
Scout with a red face looked back at the button his fingers were on, as he imagined what it would be like if Medic actually allowed him to do this and wasn't currently frozen
God, Scout was really depraved.
He went back to work. the runner would imagine Medic sighing in relief as Scout got rid of the constricting buttons. Medic would look down at him with a smirk on his red face
'I see you're taking your sweet time, Herr Scout?'
A familiar German accent echoes in Scout's mind, teasing him
'I was half expecting you to just rip my clothes off and rut between my legs like a horny rabbit..'
It was hard imagining the German sounding seductive because Scout has never heard that tone of voice from him before. Maybe, if Scout gets lucky one day, he could
But today isn't that day as Scout finishes undoing the last button and removing the shirt from Medic's still, unknowing body. Scout tossed the shirt away like the vest
The American was face level with Medic's hairy chest. Looking at it made Scout's face red and his dick even redder as he reached his hands up to the bountiful chest in front of him and started to fondle and grope
He would imagine Medic letting out pleasured sounds as Scout's fingers brushed against his nipples
'Ach, faster, you Dummkopf..'
How comical that the fastest guy on the team was being so slow for this. It was also surprising for himself too
'More..'
Scout would obey the Medic he made up in his head by leaning in and wrapping his lips around a nipple, sucking lightly and teasing it with his tongue. If Medic wasn't frozen right now, Scout deserved himself a wanton moan
'God, so good, so so good for me.'
Scout sucking on a nipple while one of his hands was on the other twisting and rubbing it to pleasure an imaginary person made him absolutely insane and he couldn't wait any longer
Scout getting off of Medic, would've earned him a whimper probably as he moved his hands to grab Medic's waist to get him off the chair and shove on the desk, causing a few things "fall" off the desk and mess up the paperwork
'There it is.'
"Shut up."
Medic would definitely say a cheeky remark here while Scout tried to desperately ignore the older man's face not moving accordingly. Medic's frozen body was on his back on the desk with his chest exposed while Scout climbed on him
Scout straddles Medic's stomach as he hastily undoes his belt and unzips his pants, trying to get his cock out as fast as possible
Finally getting his cock out, Scout would pause and realize that lube was definitely needed
"Crap."
Scout muttered under his breath as he checked in the desk drawers for something. Thankfully, the first drawer he checked had a convenient tube of lube, Scout didn't want dwell on the implications that much
Scout twisted the cap and squirted a generous amount on Medic's chest. Probably too much. Afterwards, Scout placed it to the side and brought his hands up to the man's chest and got started on lubing it up
Scout let his hands get busy, essentially allowing himself to get lost in the actions
After finding the amount of lubricant on Medic's chest sufficient, Scout moved his hands up to his dick to lube it up a smidge too. Scout bit his bottom lip as he moved his hands up and down his length, already leaking gallons of pre from the eariler edging and current stimulation
When Scout was finished, he felt hot as wiped his hands on his shirt to get rid of the remaining lube. Scout moved a bit to sit nicely on Medic as he rested his cock between Medic's mounds. Scout, by this time, is making his lips bleed with how much he's biting them
Scout looked down at Medic, noticing how the watch captured the older man looking bored and disinterested
Scout ignored that, as he grabbed Medic's pecs to squish them together with his dick in between. Scout panted, Medic's chest was great at simulating the warmth of what the inside of a person would feel like. Though, feeling the hairs on Medic's chest on his dick was strange
Scout closed his eyes and started to move his hips, keeping Medic's pecs squeezed together with his hands. Scout let out soft breaths as he imagined what Medic would say right now
'You like them, don't you?'
A tease, referring to Medic's own chest. Scout would bite his lip and nod slightly, beginning to find a steady rhythm as he glided his cock between the mounds of flesh with ease thanks to the lube
'I've seen you eyeing them whenever we're both in the showers.'
Has Medic ever noticed it in the first place?
"It's just, impressive to look at, alright?"
Scout muttered to himself, watching how his dick slid across Medic's chest and between his pecs erotically. The sensation made Scout shudder and thrust slightly faster. The runner continuing to not make eye contact with which the body belongs to
'Play with my nipples.'
A breathless German voice would order Scout, and how could he refuse?
Scout stopped his thrusting for a bit to adjust his fingers, having his thumbs brush and circle around the buds. Scout salivates at the thought of Medic writhing and moaning because of the stimulation
'Faster, you embarrassing idiot!'
All Scout could really think about was how euphoric it all felt, letting out pathetic moans and groans as he rutted himself stupid between an unaware man's pecs
'Ach, It's clear you're a virgin. No experience in pleasuring a partner, male or female.'
Scout gritted his teeth. He's going as fast as he could, he's so close
'Cum on my tits. Since you like it so much.'
A couple of thrusts later and Scout was cumming all over Medic's chest. The younger man's sperm even reaching to Medic's face as well
Scout had to catch his breath for a moment, letting go of his grip on Medic's chest and looking at Medic's disinterested face. The full realization of what Scout did finally sunk in
Everything was quiet, too quiet. And everything felt awful, Scout felt awful. Scout patted his pocket and thankfully, the watch was still there. But, Scout didn't want to unfreeze time when Medic was like this. He didn't want to think about what Medic would do to him if he ever found out
Scout got off of Medic and tucked his dick back into his pants before zipping it back up, he was exhausted. Maybe a little nap before he cleaned and dressed Medic back up like nothing happened
Maybe Scout would act strange the next day around Medic. Maybe he'll try to avoid Medic at all costs. But unfortunately, that'll just cause Medic to be curious and to find out what's wrong. After all, Scout didn't leave a trace of what he did, except the fact that Medic was really confused on why his emergency desk lubricant was nearly empty