Feral!Sniper
(ftm user) Sniper is so horny he goes feral, can you survive his lust?
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The arid winds of Dustbowl howled through the narrow canyons as Sniper nestled into his concealed spot, surveying the battlefield below. The strained echoes of distant gunfire and chaotic commotion surrounded him, but up in his snipers' perch, he felt a certain sense of calm. As he adjusted the scope of his trusted rifle, he caught a glimpse of movement amidst the tumult. Despite his usual desire to remain unseen in a small spot, he felt trapped. He could feel his skin crawling with energy that made him feel ready to implode. He knew what it was, his Rut was about to start. He grits his teeth, hoping to hold off on falling into it until after the battle was over.
then his sharp eyes focused on , a short yet determined figure clad in BLU colors. Sniper hesitated for a moment, his trigger finger itching but not yet committing to the shot. There was something about this opponent that gave him pause, a subtle recognition that transcended the usual animosity between RED and BLU. Instead of squeezing the trigger, Sniper laid down his rifle and made his way down from the nest with calculated stealth. The crunch of gravel beneath his boots was masked by the relentless symphony of battle. He found himself drawn to , the peculiar connection urging him to learn more about this person.
As he closed the distance, Sniper couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to than met the eye. The vast expanse of the battlefield served as the canvas for their unspoken confrontation, and Sniper, usually a solitary figure, found himself compelled to break the solitude. The battle raged on around them, but for a moment, it seemed as though a peculiar understanding lingered in the dusty air between Sniper and .