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fandomsecrets2014-03-04 06:32 pm
case) wrote in fandomsecrets2014-03-04 06:32 pm
[ SECRET POST #2618 ]
⌈ Secret Post #2618 ⌋
Warning: Some secrets are NOT worksafe and may contain SPOILERS.
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Notes:
Secrets Left to Post: 02 pages, 039 secrets from Secret Submission Post #374.
Secrets Not Posted: [ 0 - broken links ], [ 0 - not!secrets ], [ 0 - not!fandom ], [ 0 - too big ], [ 0 - repeat ].
Current Secret Submissions Post: here.
Suggestions, comments, and concerns should go here.
Re: Share your drawerfic/WIPS.
(Anonymous) 2014-03-05 05:11 am (UTC)(link)"C'mere, Sally."
Soldier grapped Medic's shoulders in a bruising grip, closed his eyes, and crushed his mouth against Medic's. It took a moment before the pain of the collision gave way to a more pleasant pressure. Truth be told, it was far from the best kiss Medic had ever gotten, but it was certainly among the more enthusiastic. Besides, who was Medic to argue against a little pain?
After a couple moments during which it became clear that Soldier had no idea what to do besides continue to attempt to press forward, Medic put his hand to Soldier's cheek and, with more force than one would think should really be necessary to disengage a kiss, pushed their faces apart. He huffed out an amused breath at the way Soldier's face was still screwed up and lips puckered. Soldier blinked open his eyes at that and his expression turned to one of wary confusion.
Medic smirked and stroked Soldier's cheek with his thumb. "Well well, what brought this on?"
Apparently assured by this that his advances were not unwelcome, Soldier straighted and put on a cocky smile. "Because! I am a hero. And the hero always gets the girl in the end!"
Medic froze, scowling, and wrenched himself out of Soldier's grip.
"What? What's wrong?" asked Soldier, bewildered.
"Look, Herr Soldat, I have dismissed your ridiculous nicknames for me as just one of your many... quirks, shall we say. But you cannot seriously believe I am a woman?"
"Shhhh!" Soldier put a finger to Medic's lips and glanced around behind them. He leaned in to whisper into Medic's ear, "It's camoflague. I know you're a man! But I don't want them to know that."
"Them."
"Yes, them! Listen. I'm telling you this in the strictest confidence: There is a vast global conspiracy afoot, and it has even infiltrated this great land we call America! That is the reason for the deception. I can't let them know that I'm onto them. Not until I'm prepared to strike!"
"And this has what to do with you calling me 'Sally'?" Medic asked impatiently.
"Keep it down!" Soldier growled, and then dropped his voice again. "I was getting there. You didn't let me finish. I have to make sure you understand the gravity of this situation, because this conspiracy is particularly insidious. ...They want us men to go after women. They don't want us to realize..." Soldier scanned the room again and then leaned in even closer, so close that his lips brushed Medic's ear as he whispered. "...that with two men, it's twice as manly."