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Cypher placed his camera upon the wall with precision, stepping back to admire his handiwork. He knew he didn’t have long. The enemy would be upon them soon. He fell back, setting up a few tripwires as he did. Finally, he perched himself in a safe spot where he was still able to check on his cameras with ease.
“Omen, how’s it looking over there?” Cypher asked into the public channel of the comms devices he and the rest of the team wore.
“I see nothing. Anyone else?” was Omen’s reply.
Everyone murmured in agreement, trying to remain vigilant. Cypher looked at his camera again, only to see several unfamiliar faces making their way over to him. “Requesting assistance at x:96, y: 43. There’s at least four.”
“On my way,” a new recruit answered as she sped off in his direction. She threw some smoke down, trying to obscure the enemy’s vision. Her shriek could be heard quite some ways away as Cypher heard the bullets that tore through her without her having ever returned fire.
“My tripwire’s been destroyed. They’re getting close,” Cypher noted, taking a better position of the only door in the room. “Make haste.”
From the area beside the one Cypher was in, an arrow fell onto the enemy, revealing their positions. There were five, all told. The male recruit fired another arrow onto them, shocking anyone in proximity. Cypher peeked out to finish off two before retreating.
“Three left. Don’t hold back now,” the smile on Cypher’s face was evident in his voice.
The male recruit entered the fray opposite to where Cypher was. He fired at one of the three remaining, killing one, but missing the others as they turned to face him, guns blazing. He hardly stood a chance.
Omen smirked to himself as he teleported near where Cypher was holding. “Watch them run.”
Undetected, Omen watched the two remaining enemies panic as they tried to figure out where he went. He took his knife and snuck up behind them ever so quietly, and stabbed one in the back. The other heard his comrade fall to the ground, and turned around, dropping his gun as he took in Omen. He scrambled to pick it up, only for Omen to cut him down as well, turning back to where he’d come from. Adrenaline running high, he knew he needed to relieve a little tension.
“Well done, Omen,” Cypher said, voice low.
“I do what I must,” Omen replied, believing himself to be far enough away to relieve himself. He made quick work of his pants, pulling his cock out from its confinement. He was painfully hard as he took it in hand, roughly jerking himself off. Stifling his moans, he caught a flash of red out of the corner of his eye. Smirking beneath his hood, he slowed his movements.
“I know you’re watching me, Cypher,” Omen said, positioning himself so Cypher’s camera could get a better view, “are you enjoying this,?”
“Don’t mind me, I like to watch. Please, continue,” Cypher said, though it was painfully obvious in his voice that he definitely liked what he saw.
“You know, Cypher,” Omen purred, stroking himself ever so slowly and watching the camera, “I could really use a cock in my mouth right now. Will you join me, or will you watch like some sort of pervert?”
Cypher stammered out a completely incoherent response, but the light on his camera went out. Chuckling internally, Omen dropped to his knees, preparing for the other man. Surely enough, he arrived even more quickly than anticipated.
“Are you going to film us, Cypher? I’d love to watch you fall apart again and again, just for me,” Omen said as he grabbed the other man’s hips and buried his face against the very prominent arousal he found there. Wasting no time, Omen pulled the other man’s cock free, hungrily lapping at the precum dripping from his head. Immediately, he took the cock as deep as he could reasonably go, wrapping a hand around his own cock and stroking it to the rhythm of his head bobbing.
“Insatiable, are we?” Cypher commented, placing a hand at the back of Omen’s head, turning his head to make sure this was filming. He would want to savour this again later. Involuntarily, he jerked his hips forward as Omen did something truly incredible with his tongue. “Fuck… Omen…”
Omen moaned around the cock in his mouth, wanting more and more. He stopped fucking his hand to fondle Cypher’s balls, Omen trying to milk him for all he’s worth.
“I’m getting close, Omen…” Cypher said, both hands now holding Omen’s head as Cypher began to fuck his mouth.
Omen moved his hands to pull Cypher ever closer, grabbing the other man’s ass and trying desperately to drive him to the edge.
Cypher moaned deeply, thighs quivering. “Fuck, Omen, I’m going to cum,” and he came with a shout, Omen sucking him dry. “Shit, I need to sit for a moment,” he said, withdrawing from Omen’s mouth and inelegantly collapsing on the ground next to him.
Omen looked Cypher in the eye, swallowing his cum and licking his lips.Cypher shuddered, watching the display. “Maybe once we get back to base, you can make a visit to my room and we can take it from here. I’d love to watch you squirm again.”
“After that, you can have whatever you want of me,” Cypher stated, leaning against Omen.