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The ole switcheroo happening here!
“I love you in my armour. Looks really good on you, surprisingly so.”
Tech was staring at Crosshair having donned his own white armour and then, the Sniper of the group putting on Tech’s goggles as well. Those adjusted for Crosshair’s vision for this mission ahead.
Perfection, was the thought lingering there, in his mind while observing Crosshair sway around in the unfamiliar getup.
“You really do?” Crosshair was practically purring at the comment. But also already having formed similar thoughts of Tech in the Sniper’s uniform. “Well, you too look great in mine, my dear.”
The two were staring at each other for a long spell, the each of them having something so personal on the other was certainly… well, something of a turn on perhaps.
“Waddaya say, Tech, when the mission is over we take this to somewhere more private.”
“You mean do it with our armour on?” Tech wasn’t surprised of the proposition though, his mind certainly having gone there almost at the same time Crosshair’s had. Uncanny it was for sure.
“Of course with the armour on, I mean… look at us!”
“Indeed. They do look good, even when reversed.”
“Was there ever any doubt?”
“Not really.”
They were both smiling while standing beside each other in front of the full length mirror. They did indeed look great. Then again, they looked good in any armour really or out of armour, nude, what have you.
“Besides, it’s seems only fair, doesn’t it love?”
“Indeed it does, dear.”
The knowing smirks remaining there present during their mission, which naturally, was a success. They usually were and over in less time than planned.
Which meant more time for Crosshair and Tech to explore each other clad in their personal armour, something of a new thrill, a newly found kink perhaps for the duo?