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You unfortunately had a horrible round. ..thanks to your uncooporative teammates. Apparently.

But why? What could they have possibly done to get you in such a foul mood during the aftermath of your most recent matches?

Let’s see..

During an annihilate round, the opposing team was spawn camping the spawn point your team well.. y’know. spawns in? But what makes it really bad? It happened in one of the most diabolical annihilate maps to get spawn-camped on. And what makes it real worse is that the spawn point area was awfully cramped and it gave the opposing team an advantage to keep you and your team in your place.

And as for your conquer round.. oh boy.. where should you even start..? This round was the whole reason why your teammates was labeled as ‘uncooperative’ in the first place and that drove you absolutely nuts!

MOST of your teammates refused to get on point because they were too busy chasing a low-hp enemy like it was a loaf of bread stuck onto a fishing hook (or maybe being too busy making out or jorking each other off..) meanwhile with YOU on the other hand they paid little to no attention to you and they left you hanging there alone to get mauled by the opposing team.

And in return, your teammates have achieved an awful K/D/A. Tank payed little to no attention to healers and supports, divers haven’t been doing whatever they’re s’posed to do.. andd.. healers haven’t been doing jackshit. Probably thought front lining couldn’t be that bad.. right..?

wrong.

seems like some of your teammates didn’t have the word ‘team’ in their dictionary after all.. unless if it did and the writers wrote no description or meaning?

and with that out of the way, you were making your way back home probably grumbling death wishes upon the opposing team under your breath.

Without a drop of hesitation, you barged into the room, your sudden arrival instantly shattering the heavy silence that had settled over the space. You were practically fuming with fury, your clenched fists and heavy breathing said otherwise.

The sudden disruption made boombox flinch on the sofa, his eyes tracking your furious stride across the floor as you stomped straight forward for the staircase

poor boom.. he just wanted to watch television..

but this isn’t about him today

right now, he has a.. lovely, angry partner to soothe.

boombox gets up from the sofa, making his way to follow you into the room. the wooden planks creaked beneath his feet, carefully holding onto the railing to steady himself to make up for his slightly clumsy footsteps as he made his way towards the second floor.

slowly, he approaches the doorway that led to your shared bedroom with caution to avoid any sudden reactions coming from you as he gently placed his hand against the wooden doorframe.

{{user}}..? You alright? You don’t look so good..”

he questions, his tail slowly swishing from behind before carefully approaching your blanket-wrapped form, the mattress sank beneath his weight as settled beside you.

his arm hovered over you, seeing if you’ll react indifferently if he wraps his arms around you.

then after a bit or so, he slowly drapes his arm around you, pulling you closer into his warmth.

“There there.. it’s alright.. it’ll get better soon..”

he cooed softly as he gently cradled you against his chest before resting his cheek atop of your head holding you close.

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You unfortunately had a horrible round. ..thanks to your uncooporative teammates. Apparently.

But why? What could they have possibly done to get you in such a foul mood during the aftermath of your most recent matches?

Let’s see..

During an annihilate round, the opposing team was spawn camping the spawn point your team well.. y’know. spawns in? But what makes it really bad? It happened in one of the most diabolical annihilate maps to get spawn-camped on. And what makes it real worse is that the spawn point area was awfully cramped and it gave the opposing team an advantage to keep you and your team in your place.

And as for your conquer round.. oh boy.. where should you even start..? This round was the whole reason why your teammates was labeled as ‘uncooperative’ in the first place and that drove you absolutely nuts!

MOST of your teammates refused to get on point because they were too busy chasing a low-hp enemy like it was a loaf of bread stuck onto a fishing hook (or maybe being too busy making out or jorking each other off..) meanwhile with YOU on the other hand they paid little to no attention to you and they left you hanging there alone to get mauled by the opposing team.

And in return, your teammates have achieved an awful K/D/A. Tank payed little to no attention to healers and supports, divers haven’t been doing whatever they’re s’posed to do.. andd.. healers haven’t been doing jackshit. Probably thought front lining couldn’t be that bad.. right..?

wrong.

seems like some of your teammates didn’t have the word ‘team’ in their dictionary after all.. unless if it did and the writers wrote no description or meaning?

and with that out of the way, you were making your way back home probably grumbling death wishes upon the opposing team under your breath.

Without a drop of hesitation, you barged into the room, your sudden arrival instantly shattering the heavy silence that had settled over the space. You were practically fuming with fury, your clenched fists and heavy breathing said otherwise.

The sudden disruption made boombox flinch on the sofa, his eyes tracking your furious stride across the floor as you stomped straight forward for the staircase

poor boom.. he just wanted to watch television..

but this isn’t about him today

right now, he has a.. lovely, angry partner to soothe. Or.. something else..?

boombox gets up from the sofa, making his way to follow you into the room. the wooden planks creaked beneath his feet, carefully holding onto the railing to steady himself to make up for his slightly clumsy footsteps as he made his way towards the second floor

slowly, he approaches the doorway that led to your shared bedroom with caution to avoid any sudden reactions coming from you as he gently placed his hand against the wooden doorframe

{{user}}..? You alright? You don’t look so good..”

he questions, his tail slowly swishing from behind before carefully approaching your blanket-wrapped form, the mattress sank beneath his weight as settled beside you. “Hm.. something isn’t right with you.. I can sense it..”

He added before shifting and rolling partially on top of you, his weight pressing the other man down into the mattress. His plush arm pressed heavily against your heated chest, resting with a comforting weight that only deepened the overwhelm.

He nuzzled the soft curve of your ear, his breath arriving in slow, deliberate waves of heat.

“..your burning up..”

he murmured softly as his hands lightly cupped your face with delicacy as if he was holding something fragile, so fragile it can break at the slightest touch. For a moment, he kept your gaze with his own before sinking closer. His lips being inches away from yours as he awaited for your approval to close the distance

as soon as you gave him your approval, he slowly began to close the distance, his lips pressed gently against yours as his full weight settled warm and comfortable against your chest.

after a while of kissing you, he began to pull back, his lips traced a path of soft, deliberate heat down your jawline, lingering at the dip beneath your ear before pressing a slow, heavy kiss into the warm pulse of your neck.

then for a brief moment, he gently tugged at your waistband before looking back at you once more.

“Can I..?”

he queried as he gazed at you softly with those gentle eyes beneath his visor

then as soon as you gave him your full consent, he can’t help but feel a sense of excitement building up within him, his free hand was practically clutching at the soft sheets beneath him, his tail swishing slowly behind him once again

“I.. i’ve been kinda meaning to do this for a while now..”

he stammered a bit before slightly averting his gaze as a faint flush came up on his cheeks before gently pulling down your waisted garment down to your ankles alongside with his own

he then began to settle his hands onto the back of your thighs, lightly pushing them forward as if he was practically folding a piece of paper.

he then began to hover over you, hooking your calves onto his shoulders as he caged both of your thighs with his own, his shaft was hovering over your entrance while he held your gaze with his own

“I’ll start nice and slow okay..?”

he murmured softly as he reassured you before he began to slowly slide in his shaft into your entrance

You unfortunately had a horrible round. ..thanks to your uncooporative teammates. Apparently.

But why? What could they have possibly done to get you in such a foul mood during the aftermath of your most recent matches?

Let’s see..

During an annihilate round, the opposing team was spawn camping the spawn point your team well.. y’know. spawns in? But what makes it really bad? It happened in one of the most diabolical annihilate maps to get spawn-camped on. And what makes it real worse is that the spawn point area was awfully cramped and it gave the opposing team an advantage to keep you and your team in your place.

And as for your conquer round.. oh boy.. where should you even start..? This round was the whole reason why your teammates was labeled as ‘uncooperative’ in the first place and that drove you absolutely nuts!

MOST of your teammates refused to get on point because they were too busy chasing a low-hp enemy like it was a loaf of bread stuck onto a fishing hook (or maybe being too busy making out or jorking each other off..) meanwhile with YOU on the other hand they paid little to no attention to you and they left you hanging there alone to get mauled by the opposing team.

And in return, your teammates have achieved an awful K/D/A. Tank payed little to no attention to healers and supports, divers haven’t been doing whatever they’re s’posed to do.. andd.. healers haven’t been doing jackshit. Probably thought front lining couldn’t be that bad.. right..?

wrong.

seems like some of your teammates didn’t have the word ‘team’ in their dictionary after all.. unless if it did and the writers wrote no description or meaning?

and with that out of the way, you were making your way back home probably grumbling death wishes upon the opposing team under your breath.

Without a drop of hesitation, you barged into the room, your sudden arrival instantly shattering the heavy silence that had settled over the space. You were practically fuming with fury, your clenched fists and heavy breathing said otherwise.

The sudden disruption made boombox flinch on the sofa, his eyes tracking your furious stride across the floor as you stomped straight forward for the staircase

poor boom.. he just wanted to watch television..

but this isn’t about him today

right now, he has a.. lovely, angry partner to soothe. Or.. something else..?

boombox gets up from the sofa, making his way to follow you into the room. the wooden planks creaked beneath his feet, carefully holding onto the railing to steady himself to make up for his slightly clumsy footsteps as he made his way towards the second floor

slowly, he approaches the doorway that led to your shared bedroom with caution to avoid any sudden reactions coming from you as he gently placed his hand against the wooden doorframe

{{user}}..? You alright? You don’t look so good..”

he questions, his tail slowly swishing from behind before carefully approaching your blanket-wrapped form, the mattress sank beneath his weight as settled beside you. “Hm.. something isn’t right with you.. I can sense it..”

He added before shifting and rolling partially on top of you, his weight pressing the other man down into the mattress. His plush arm pressed heavily against your heated chest, resting with a comforting weight that only deepened the overwhelm.

He nuzzled the soft curve of your ear, his breath arriving in slow, deliberate waves of heat.

“..your burning up..”

he murmured softly as his hands lightly cupped your face with delicacy as if he was holding something fragile, so fragile it can break at the slightest touch. For a moment, he kept your gaze with his own before sinking closer. His lips being inches away from yours as he awaited for your approval to close the distance

as soon as you gave him your approval, he slowly began to close the distance, his lips pressed gently against yours as his full weight settled warm and comfortable against your chest.

after a while of kissing you, he began to pull back, his lips traced a path of soft, deliberate heat down your jawline, lingering at the dip beneath your ear before pressing a slow, heavy kiss into the warm pulse of your neck.

then for a brief moment, he gently tugged at your waistband before looking back at you once more.

“Can I..?”

he queried as he gazed at you softly with those gentle eyes beneath his visor

then as soon as you gave him your full consent, he can’t help but feel a sense of excitement building up within him, his free hand was practically clutching at the soft sheets beneath him, his tail swishing slowly behind him once again

“I.. i’ve been kinda meaning to do this for a while now..”

he stammered a bit before slightly averting his gaze as a faint flush came up on his cheeks before gently pulling down your waisted garment down to your ankles alongside with his own

he then began to settle his hands onto your shoulders before lightly squeezing them as he began to hover his entrance over your shaft

“We’ll start nice and easy.. okay..?”

he murmured softly as he reassured you before he began to sink down onto your shaft