"Medic..."

The BLU Medic looked up from the papers still scattered on the desk. He looked around for a brief moment, even turning his attention to the doves, before returning to sorting through the piles of unorganized papers.

"Medic!"

Medic sighed. "Vat is it, Scout?" He looked in the direction of the door that connected the medical lab to the infirmary, where scout was most likely lounging on one of the open beds.

"I'm bored!" He shouted back from the other room.

Medic smirked and rolled his eyes. "Vat to you vant me to do about it?"

"Anything!"

Medic tapped the papers on the desk to straighten them before setting them back down. "Vhy don't you go play baseball?"

"Come on, doc! My bat is freakin far away."

"Your bat is a simple teleport away, sitting in zee infirmary." He paused, thinking before continuing. "I should remind you it has been zere for quite some time now."

"I'll get it eventually."

"You say zat every time I remind you."

"Well... Things come up, ya know?"

Medic chuckled. "Care to enlighten me? Give me three examples zat don't stem from forgetting or just being lazy."

"Last time, you an' Heavy was in there. You guys were doing all that kinky shit." Scout laughed recalling the moment of discovery. "Good thing I didn't try getting it. I don't want to walk in on that...again." Medic rolled his eyes and sent a glare through the wall at Scout. He continued when he stopped his laughing. "Then a couple weeks before that soldier and demo got real shit faced drunk and asked me to join their game of poker! And let me tell ya doc, that there was a once in a life time opportunity." Scout paused. "That's two, I'll let you know when I remember a third one."

Medic shook his head. "And vhat is stopping you from getting it now?"

Scout didn't respond right away. "I'm...thinking..."

Medic smiled as he returned to organizing the other doctor's work. He had that in common with the young man. They both liked to think. More often than not getting lost in their own thoughts. Medic reached forward to grab the small stack of papers he had be working on.

"Holy shit!" Scout shouted from the other room. The sudden outburst startled Medic to the point where he had dropped all the papers he had been holding. They fluttered and scattered about ruining all his earlier efforts, meaning he would have to start all over again.

From the other room he heard Scout stumble to get off the bed and race to the doorway where he stood with a shocked expression. "I know what happened to the guys who disappeared!"

Medic stared at him in disbelief with his jaw hung open. "Vat? Vat happened to them?!"

Scout swallowed nervously. "Doc, promise you won't freak out." Scout held up his hand. "I think I'm magic!"

Medics gave him a rather annoyed look. "Zat is not something you should joke about."

"I'm serious doc" scout pressed. "Think about it. Their medic, huge dick by the way, always had it out for me, I swear! I hated the guy so much I was going to start hitting my baseballs through that window over there." Scout pointed to the window in the back wall of the lab, which was open slightly for the doves to enter. "I just wanted the guy to leave, and what happens? He's gone! Same with RED fag. That Yankee loving cheaters gone too. As for Spy, you already know how much we hated each other's guts."

"You hate almost everyone, scout" Medic pointed out. "If you had zis 'ability' I'm positive more people would be gone, and there vouldn't be a problem vith zee respawn."

Scout laughed. "I know doc. But you could've let me have a little fun with that."

"Nein," Medic chuckled. "It is too ridiculous."

"Ridiculously awesome!" Scout countered. "Like a super hero or something."

"Well, Herr 'Hero', vhy don't you go see vat zee others are doing?"

"Tired of me already?" Scout asked rather disappointed.

"I thought you were bored." Medic said picking up the scattered papers off the floor. "You are velcome to stay if you vant to help clean zis mess."

"I'll be honest doc that sounds lame. So, thanks, but no thanks." Scout headed for the door. "Later!"

Medic sighed. He looked at a dove who had landed on the desk as it stared back at him. "Quite zee imagination on zat one." The dove just tilted its head at him.

The RED Demo smirked as he looked up from his cards. BLU Soldier narrowed his eyes at him before looking back over his own hand.

"Would'ja kindly make a move sometime this year?" Demo taunted.

Soldier groaned not liking the look on the Scotsman's face. "I fold." He said placing his cards on the table.

Demo laughed, "Right then." He placed his cards on the table. The only thing that stood out was the pair of fours in the hand.

"You cheat! I could have beaten that!" Soldier pointed an accusing finger at him.

"It's confidence, Solly. That ain't cheatin'."

Soldier grumbled.

"This game to hard fer ya? Maybe ya'd like a nice game of go fish?"

Soldier snatched up the cards off the table. "I'll deal this time!"

Demo laughed. "Whatever makes ya happy."

While the BLU Soldier shuffled the cards the RED Soldier watched with narrowed eyes. He gripped his fists tightly. His blood boiled and he was at the end of his rope. The ceasefire would have been bad enough but having the BLU's around was even worse. Horrifyingly enough, members of his own team were even acting friendly towards them. It was disgusting. And lastly that was his poker buddy. That BLU hippie didn't deserve to even be seated at the same table as him.

That was the final straw. He stomped out of the room heading for the resupply closet. This had gone on long enough and he planned to put an end to it. Grabbing his weapons he calmly walked back to the rec room. The chatter around the room slowly died as everyone noticed Soldier armed for battle. He neared the poker table and pointed his shotgun directly at his counterpart.

"What is this?" BLU Soldier stood glaring at the RED.

"Soldier, What're ya doin'?" Demo demanded. "Put that thing down."

"No can do, one eye. We got a code here, see?" Soldier pointed the gun even closer to the others face. "The BLU's are the enemy and someone has to remind everyone of that."

"You daft? Put that thing down before ya kill someone!" Demo stepped forward reaching to take the shotgun from Soldier's hands. Soldier flinched back now pointing the barrel at his fellow RED.

Demo froze and slowly took a few steps back.

"You obviously have more than a few screws loose if you're pointing that at one of your own teammates." BLU Soldier remarked.

RED Soldier pointed it back to the BLU. "I'll shoot any BLU, or traitor," he jerked his head over to Demo, "That gets in my way. Starting with you."

The BLU gave a snort. "You don't have the ba-"

His voice cut short as the shotgun went off. Bits of Bone and flesh flew covering the Scotsman who stood not that far behind. The BLU collapsed backward, his head mangled and leaving him unrecognizable.

Demo gasped at the sudden gore and glared at his teammate. "Why'd ya do-" another shot rang out. This one less lethal, hitting demo in his leg. He screamed falling to the ground, holding his injury.

"Stay down, maggot." Soldier then turned, noticing that most everyone had fled from the room. The only ones left were the pyros. In their haste to escape the RED Pyro ended up tripping over her own feet making the BLU rush back quickly to help. Soldier pointed his shotgun at the BLU "You're next, freak show."

BLU pyro held up his hands in defense. An obvious 'no' muffled from his mask.

As soldier pulled the trigger, RED Pyro sprung up and tackled their counterpart out of harm's way.

Soldier glared cocking his gun and fired again as the two scrambled up and ran for safety.

"Holly shit!" Scout screamed as he stood in one of the doorways of the room. Soldier drawn to the noise, slung his shotgun on his back and pointed his rocket launcher at the enemy BLU. Scout let out a high pitched 'eep!' And darted back down the hall before soldier could get a shot off. "Doc!" Scout shouted as he ran.

Soldier huffed as he prepared for a chase.

"Solider, ya haf ta stop!" Soldier paused looking at Demo. He was still on the floor clutching at his leg. "Ya goin ta actually kill someone."

"That's the point drunkard."

"Ya could even die too ya know."

"True men don't fear death. If I die it will be with honor on the battle field."

Demo stared at him, not believing his ears. "Ya really have lost yer mind."

"I am sane!" Soldier shouted angrily, pointing his rocket launcher down at his teammate.

"If only ya could look at yerself right now. Ya'd see how crazy you are. You're so thirsty for war it's pathetic. Yer giving everyone else around here a bad name." Demo spoke with rage of his own.

Soldier scowled. His eyes though hidden under his helmet blazed with fire. He flexed his finger around the trigger.

Everything was quiet in the BLU base. The BLU engineer sat in his custom rancho relaxo with a beer in his hand. After another session of looking through the endless amounts of code he figured it was time for a break. He yawned and closed his eyes. The last few days had been so exhausting. He was even tempted to take a nap.

Just as his mind was starting to wander, the machinery around him whirled to life. Engie sat up abruptly, slightly confused as to what was happening. With a bad feeling he got up and looked at the monitor. To his horror lines of code were appearing and being processed on the screen.

Engie moved back from the screen and looked around all the complex machinery. His chest pained with worry. It the respawn was active that meant someone had died. What had just happened? He looked about the different monitors wondering what he could do, if there was anything to do that is. At a loss Engie went back to the main monitor. He watched biting his lip, fearful that he'd see that line of corrupt text appear. When the code stopped he gave it another look over to be sure and sighed. Everything looked normal. A moment after and BLU soldier burst in through the work shop doors holding his black box and looking rather annoyed.

"Soldier? What happened? Are ya okay?" Engie quickly asked.

Soldier answered with a glare as he stepped on the teleporter back to the RED base, leaving the engineer stunned and more fearful than before. With a swoosh of the teleporter he was in the RED's workshop. The RED Engineer nearly dropped his wrench seeing the armed BLU step through. He looked at the table where his shotgun lay ready to grab it. The BLU, however, paid him no mind and exited the workshop in haste.

BLU Soldier rushed through the hall and passed both RED and BLU members who were arming themselves. After the first few days no one had bothered to keep their weapons around. There was no need if everyone acted civil.

BLU Soldier growled. He was going to make that hot tempered RED regret his actions. He ran past Scout and heard shouting from the room ahead. Entering he saw Soldier point the rocket launcher at Demo. BLU soldier didn't even hesitate. He took the shot immediately. It wasn't a direct hit, but close enough to send the RED Soldier flying back. BLU Soldier quickly noted Demo. The blast had an impact on him as well. But it had been far better than him taking a direct shot.

"You cockbite!" RED Soldier shouted firing a rocket at BLU Soldier. In response BLU Soldier raised his black box about to fire a rocket of his own. He stopped himself as two figures appeared at his sides and moved in front of him. There was a blast of air and the RED's rocket flew back in direction it came from. RED Soldier ducked out of the way, and looked back up seeing both Pyros armed and ready to air blast anything that came their way. Soldier tossed the rocket launcher aside and switch to his shotgun.

BLU Soldier shook his head at him. "You don't know when to stop, do you?"

It was then the RED noticed it wasn't just the three standing against him. The BLU Demo as well as both heavies and snipers were there ready to fight.

BLU Sniper looked through his scope. "Put it down big head, I don't wanna kill ya least I got to."

Red Soldier looked around at the other mercenaries. Everything was backwards. He had to be the only sane one around here! He eased his shoulders down and lowered his gaze. For a moment the heavy atmosphere in the room lifted. Everyone eased up as well, expecting Soldier to back down from his crazed rampage.

Soldier then simply grunted retrieving his rocket launcher and aiming it at the largest group of people and fired. There were shouts of surprise and fear. The explosion set both RED's and BLU's skidding across the floor, bloodied and sore.

BLU Soldier took command, nudging the pyros forward. "Get going you two. Keep our men covered and send anything that lunatic fires back at him. I'm going in."

They nodded and ran forward where their other comrades were, while BLU Soldier jumped towards his counterpart. He blasted himself forward with as much force as he could, colliding with the RED. They tumbled over each other before trying to regain their composer. Red Soldier was a bit faster aiming his shotgun at his BLU look alike. There was a spray of bullets and many shots rang out, none from the RED Soldier however, but from the RED Heavy.

RED Soldier scream in pain as his riddled body fell back. "Nice shootin' mate." BLU Sniper complemented.

Heavy nodded. "Da. Everyone fine?"

The BLU Heavy growled up at him. He was leaning against the wall holding his arm. "Fine." Heavy looked to the RED Sniper and BLU Demo, who had taken the brunt of the blast. They were the worst injured but for the most part, were still alive. Both pyros were at their sides trying to help them.

BLU Sniper walked over to BLU Soldier and offered him a hand up. "Ya alright?"

"Fine, fine..." Soldier grunted out. His leg hurt terribly from the fall, but he wasn't going to admit that.

Sniper walked over to the RED Soldier getting a closer look. "He dead?"

"Probably." Soldier limped next to the RED Demo and kneeled painfully down next to him. "Still with us huh?"

"Jus' enjoyin' the fireworks." He slurred out.

Soldier chuckled patting him on the chest. "We'll get you fixed up."

"Sometime soon I'm hopin'."

Soldier took a moment to think of some smart ass response to say. Just as he opened his mouth to speak a loud bang sounded. It gave everyone in the room a jolt making everyone whirl around in shock. Red Soldier held his shotgun tightly in his hands. BLU Sniper lie still on the floor, a dark red spot growing larger in the middle of his back.

"Bastard." BLU Soldier reached for his gun. The RED was just as stubborn as he was, but in his condition, a gentle breeze would do him in. BLU Soldier was about to pull the trigger when the RED suddenly fell forward. He landed revealing a knife sticking from his back and Spy standing behind him lighting a cigarette.

"'Ave I missed a memo? Are we fighting again?" He asked with a sarcastic tone in his voice.

Everyone gave spy a glare. Now was not the time.

"And he just attacked?" Medic asked training the beam on the RED Demo.

"Aye, an We was doin' no provokin' of the sort neither." Demo replied. Medic let out a hum of contemplation as he finished healing the RED. He walked over to RED Sniper who lay unconscious in one of the infirmity beds and began healing him.

"It doesn't surprise me." Spy remarked. "With 'is short temper and lack of intellect, 'ee was just a ticking time bomb. There was no way 'ee could coup with such a change." He flicked some ash on the infirmary floor earning himself a glare from medic.

"Vere is he now?" Medic asked.

"'Ee's in storage room 3 for now. We've decided it best to lock 'im up till this mess gets sorted out. I'd suggest avoiding going in there unless you want to be strangled to death, Doctor."

"I'll keep zat in mind." Medic sighed looking at his other patients. This was a disaster.

"Doc, am I doing this right?" Scout called.

Medic looked over seeing his newly appointed assistant trying to bandage Soldier's leg.

"I'll be zere in a moment." Medic called.

"Doctor, there's one more thing." Spy said catching his attention. Medic looked over wondering what Spy wanted.

"When I spoke to those laborers and we were waiting to see if that RED imbecile respawned, something else came up." He rolled his cigarette between his fingers. "It seems... How do I put this? You weren't very fond of your Sniper were you?"

Medics jaw hung for a second. He sighed returning his attention to healing the wounded. "So, Sniper to zen..."

"It appears that way."

There was a silence in the room. Another one gone, just like that.

Demo rubbed his one eye exhausted. "Tis a shame..."

Heavy who was stood in the corner shook his head. It happened again and still he couldn't do anything about it. He made his way to the door. His injuries weren't even bad enough to stay. All he wanted now was to be alone.

Heavy looked out across the desert landscape. It had happened again, another one dead, taken from them by a random chance. They were playing Russian roulette with the respawn. This time both teams felt the loss of losing one of their own.

Darker thoughts crossed his mind wishing he had been the one to not respawn. Maybe then he would have found Medic, made sure he was fine, protect him, and care for him. But no he was stuck here with bipolar mercenaries who wanted nothing more than to shot first and ask questions later.

The flutter of wings caught his attention as he glanced at the cement railing where Archimedes stood looking up at him with black beady eyes, a questioning look about them. Heavy let out a long sigh running a hand over his bald head. When he pulled his hand away he rolled his eyes at the blood now staining his fingers.

"Is nothing, small cut at most" Heavy replied down at the white dove, he wondered what he looked like to the small bird with a bloody nose and split lip not to mention any number of bruises that now covered him during the quick violent battle.

Letting out another sigh Heavy held out a hand to the dove who hopped up on to his hand, preening his feathers as Heavy lifted his hand up bring the bird to eye level with him

"Almost wish I had been the one to not respawn, Maybe I would have found Doctor." Heavy said gazing at the bird sadly. The doves had been restless and he had found two more dead bodies when he had slipped into feed them. They weren't eating and Heavy understood their pain as he felt it himself.

The dove took off and landed on his shoulder and Heavy looked out over the desert a frown on his face. He hated just doing nothing and now another one of them was gone, missing. All he could do was stand around as the Engineers worked on a machine they knew nothing about. Heavy nearly jumped as he felt the medi gun on him, the light healing all the wounds he had gather during the fight; he didn't want to turn around and face the BLU Medic.

"Vat do you think you are doing?" the voice was angry and Heavy just shrugged still looking out over the desert hoping the man would just leave him be.

Heavy felt the gloved hand grab his arm and yank him hard enough to turn him slightly bring him face to face with the angry German who was livid; blue eyes glared up at him darker than his own doctors and that thought brought a pang to his chest.

"What?" Heavy growled out between clenched teeth he did not want to deal with this, he just wanted to be left alone.

"Unbelievable, you are acting like a child!" Medic snarled back at him.

Heavy snarled at the BLU Medic and grabbed him by the front of his lab coat lifting him so the doctor had to tip toe. He glared down at the man in anger; he was sick of being reminded that his doctor was gone, sick of knowing that he had failed to protect the one he loved, sick of still losing people he cared about. He wanted nothing more than to take his rage out on the BLU but as he looked down at the man he was surprised at the look the doctor gave him. It wasn't a look of fear or anger, but one of annoyance; his brows lowered and his eyes unamused by his actions.

"Are you quite done?" Medic asked dryly, annoyance plastered on his face. Heavy released his hold and the BLU landed back on his feet.

"Da." Heavy muttered turning away from the doctor and ran a hand down his face. He needed to regain control of his emotions, maybe the doctor would leave him now.

"Vell, now that it is out of your system perhaps you would like to explain why you vould run off without being healed?" Medic asked as he moved to stand next to Heavy with no inclination to leave as he faced the desert land scape

"It was not important." Heavy grunted.

"Oh ja, and when you bleed out and die, you might end up like Sniper and not respawn." The BLU said his voice a mix of anger and fear.

"Would be better than this." Heavy sighed under his breath and that caused the Medic to turn towards him.

"Honestly, the both of you are so over dramatic." Medic sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.

Glancing down at the Medic Heavy raised a brow in question. The man looked up at him and gave him a soft smile before shaking his head.

"My own Heavy and you are much alike." Medic finally said.

"Am not like him." Heavy grunted annoyed.

"That's right, you're the one who vould rather die, and I don't think he would approve of that method." Medic said slyly looking at him over the bridge of his glasses.

"I don't know what you are talking about" Heavy said as he met the doctor's eyes annoyed.

"I've seen the way you look at him, your own doctor, and even now I heard you talking about him to his dove." Medic pointed out

Heavy froze as he paled slightly and the BLU held a grin like he had just cut open someone's chest and was now holding the patients liver.

"Ah, so I am correct. How long have you two been together?" Medic chirped. Heavy just shook his head and glanced away.

"We are not together." He muttered.

"Vhat!? But I have seen the looks you two give each other, and the vay he stares at you." The BLU Medic stopped at seeing the look of pain on his face. "I'm sorry I just thought…"

"Da, is fine." Heavy let out a long sigh and moved to walk back in to the base.

"Would you like to have a drink in the medical lab?" Medic called after him the sound of boots clicking after him, Heavy stopped and turned around slightly to look at the doctor who was right behind him.

"Why?" Heavy questioned.

"Vell, you look like you need to get something off your chest, and I just happen to be a doctor." Medic declared and Heavy stifled a snort at that.

"Da, have to check on birds any way." Heavy answered and Medic beamed before leading the way back into the base.

Medic pulled the door open to the medical lab, the sound of wings fluttering greeted them as they entered. Flipping the light switch on it illuminated the room in a yellow light. Heavy stood near the operating table, unsure what he should do as he watched the BLU Medic move to the desk in the corner of the room.

"Go sit. " Medic said pointing to the couch as he looked at the man.

Medic nodded to himself as the Russian moved to go sit. Quickly riffling through the small fridge he took out two beer bottles before marching back over and handed one to Heavy before sitting down next to him. They sat like that, quiet as some of the birds landed near them, or to me more specific, mostly near Heavy. The man would pet them but his eyes had a faraway look to them.

"You think too much, has he ever told you that?" Medic questions eyes trailing up to look at the RED Heavy before taking a drink from the brown bottle.

"No." Heavy said as he blinked back to the real world and brought his own bottle to his lips.

"Vell you do, and I know all your thoughts circle one thing, well one person to be accurate." Heavy glanced down at him choosing to drink more of the beer than dignify him with a response. Medic only smirked softly, knowing patience was the key when dealing with his own Heavy. They sat and drank their beers before Heavy finally spoke.

"You no nothing."

"Oh, on the contrary mein friend. I see right through my Heavy and I can see through you." The BLU grinned as if he had a secret.

"And what do you see?" Heavy grunted clearly not wanting to be there.

"You, Herr Heavy, are head over heels in love with RED Medic." He said with a sly smile.

"You are wrong." Heavy denied instantly before slumping his shoulders.

"Am I?" The voice questioned and Heavy grit his teeth and balled up his hands into fists. Medic watched the man's internal debate.

"No." It came out in a harsh whisper and Medic smiled and rested a gloved hand on his shoulder

"I always wondered if you two were together the way you look at each other while on the battle field." Medic happily chatted.

"We are not together." At that statement Medic trailed off.

"You have not talked to him?" Medic blinked at him in shock. How could he not have said anything to the man?

"Nyet, why would he want someone like me?" With that Medic stood and looked down at him eyes sharp and pointed at him.

"You are choosing now to doubt yourself, think about it." Medic said a frown on his face.

"Think about what?" Heavy snapped back.

"He obviously wants to be near you and my Heavy and I have been taking bets whether you two were together or not. And now you are telling me you haven't even talked to him!" Medic ranted before he sat down on the couch once more. Medic nearly growled, he was not going to tell his Heavy this, he must never find out that he was right. There were high stakes bet on this and Medic refused to lose. He took a quick swig of his beer; he would worry about that later.

"I know it seems hopeless right now but we will find them and if he lives you must tell him."

"Why?" Medic turned to look at him and smiled.

"Because if you don't you may never know and that is worse than knowing."

"You are right" Heavy said softly, his shoulders slumping in defeat. Medic knew he was deep in thought once more thinking about what could be.

"I always am, and we are mercenary's; we aren't afraid of anything." Medic added as he stood and stretched, Heavy stood and looked down at him and Medic raised an eyebrow.

"Thank you, you are good friend." Heavy said and held out a hand to him, Medic rolled his eyes and hugged the giant.

"You are velcome my friend." Medic smiled as the man hugged him back briefly before letting go. Stepping back his eyes landed on the now open lab door revealing his own Heavy who looked ready to murder the RED.

"Doktor." the BLU Heavy said his voice deep with rage, Medic ignored him and smiled at the RED.

"Have a good night Herr Heavy and think about what I said."

Medic watched as the RED Heavy brushed pasted his own, their blue eyes glaring daggers at each other. Medic just rolled his eyes as his Heavy slammed the door closed and marched over to him glaring down at him.

"Well now, where have you been mein Heavy?" Medic asked as he smirked at his Russian lover.

Medic didn't flinch as he suddenly found himself forced backwards, his back colliding against the wall and his gloved hands pinned above his head as his Heavy looked down at him, blue eyes dark with rage and jealousy.

"Mein Heavy is this really necessary?" Medic questioned.

"He was touching you." BLU Heavy growled out eyes looking for any damage that may have been done to him.

"Really, you're upset over a hug." Medic rolled his eyes and tried to pull his hands free from his lover but they stayed pinned by the large hand.

"You belong to me." Heavy snarled and with his other hand grabbed Medic's chin forcing him to look up at him.

"Honestly, my big Russian bear, I don't see why you get so jealous. I'm the one who hugged him." The BLU Medic said unamused, he watched the emotions play a crossed his Heavy's face before they settled on rage.

"I will kill him."

Medic let out a sigh knowing that there was only one way to break his Heavy out of his mindset. Enough blood had been shed today. Medic slowly smirked in a quick moment he had his legs wrapped around his lover's waist and he felt him stiffen as he looked down at him in surprise obviously not expecting this kind of counter attack.

"If you are going to pin me to a wall you better have planned to fuck me." Medic murmured huskily and tightened his legs. Medic nearly snickered as he watched the anger melt from his lovers eyes leaving only want and lust.

Medic moaned as his lips were suddenly sealed by Heavy's. Medic didn't miss a beat as he opened his mouth, allowing his Russian lover's tongue enter his mouth where they slid against each other, a battle of its own. It wasn't long before they separated with a gasp and Medic let his head fall back and hit the wall with a soft thunk. Heavy turned his attention to his exposed neck, kissing and biting wherever he saw fit, causing sparks of pleasure the shoot down his body. Heat was starting to pool in his stomach and he moaned appreciating the attention.

"Lube is in my pocket." Medic gasped as he grinded down against Heavy the best he could. Heavy's free hand patted his pockets down before he found his prize.

His hands suddenly released, Medic wobbled a bit as he fumbled with his belt as Heavy yanked down his own pants. The Russian slicked up his thick member as Medic shoved down his own trousers, mouth salivating at the sight of his lover hard and ready for him. Heavy lifted him up once more, lined himself up and with one hard thrust, was buried inside of him.

Panting Medic leaned forward and rested his head on Heavy's shoulder. His back pressed against the cool wall, his legs trembled as they wrapped around his lover as he waited for his body to adjust to the intrusion. After a moment Medic let out a soft wine and moved and that was all the go ahead Heavy needed as he began to thrust in and out at a rapid pace. It was all he could do to not cry out to loudly as pleasure overrode his senses.

Heavy fucked him hard, and all Medic could do was take it. Soft whimpers and pleas escaped him and a sharp cry of pleasure rang out through the room as Heavy hit his prostate. The Russian smashed their lips together in a sloppy wet kiss. Medic came first his back arching as he moaned into Heavy's mouth, the Russian following close behind him with a low moan. Heavy thrusts in a few more times until he was spent. They stood there panting before Heavy slowly pulled out of him and Medic grimaced as he did. But his Heavy had no intentions of setting Medic on his feet. Medic let out soft chuckle and wrapped his arms around Heavy's neck, pressing their lips together for a quick chaste kiss before pulling back.

"I love you my big Russian bear and there's no reason for you to be jealous."

"Da, as long as you know who you belong to." Heavy grumbled in a childish manner before kissing him softly.

"Ja ja but you also belong to me and It appears we are in need of a shower." Medic said with a grimace as he shifted his legs.

"Da?" Heavy questioned as he raised an eyebrow at him knowing full well where his mind was going.

"Care for round two?" Medic smirked devilishly.