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If Cypher and Chamber had to do some "real life activity", what kind of scenario do you envision?

Also, do you play Valorent? If yes, what do you main and whats your rank? :)

Hey there. Thank you for the question. :)

Because of your further questions, yes, I play valorant and mainly play Sage, Viper or Cypher (depends on the maps and what my teammates pick) or Reyna if I feel like my aim is good today. Also I am stuck in Plat currently.

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I would definetly seeing them going to an escape room with different themes. Chamber would love to try and solve the puzzles TOGETHER with Cypher.

But Cypher really likes to just search for informations on his own. Then he solves one out of three rooms and Chamber is like: "What? Please explain to me how youve done that? How does it work?" But Cypher just answers: "I see everything." And keeps it a secret to provoke Chamber.

If they dont feel like going out I would definitly see them doing some crime solving puzzles at home or watching some real crime series.

I just see them in that kind of "crime solving thing".

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Just a game of chess.

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No warnings. Just Cypher and Chamber playing chess with each other, forgetting the pressure of being an agent for a quick moment.

I am not originally english speaking so Im sorry for the grammar and stuff. Enjoy it. :)

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In the dimly lit room of the protocol headquarters there were two men sitting across each other at a chess board, the air was thick with tension. The soft hum of conversation of the other agents in another room ebbed away as the two prepared for a chess duel that belonged to their weekly tradition. On one side of the board sat a man known as Cypher, his entire form concealed beneath a cloak, his skin hidden beneath layers of fabric. His eyes, however, pierced through the darkness, two electric blue orbs that seemed to hold a world of secrets.

Opposite him sat Chamber, a tall and imposing figure dressed in a perfectly tailored suit. His French charm exuded an air of sophistication, yet behind the lens of his glasses, a sharp intellect gleamed.

They start to make their pieces dance.

Cypher moved with a calculated precision, his gloved hands gliding over the pieces as though he held an intimate connection with each one. His movements were deliberate, methodical, and yet an air of mystery clung to him like a shroud. Chamber, on the other hand, exuded confidence, his fingers tapping rhythmically on the table as he contemplated his responses.

As the game progressed, the atmosphere became charged with anticipation. Cypher thought for a while, wondering what hidden motives lay beneath each move. Cypher's eyes, though concealed behind a mask, seemed to glow with intensity as he locked gazes with Chamber, who returned the stare with an unwavering determination.

The chessboard transformed into a battlefield, the pieces mere pawns in the larger game being played by these cerebral combatants. Cypher's strategy unfolded like a complex code, a reflection of his mysterious persona. His moves were unpredictable, forcing Chamber to adapt and strategize on the fly.

Chamber, however, proved to be a worthy adversary. His analytical mind dissected Cypher's maneuvers, countering each move with a calculated response. The tension in the room reached its peak as they transfered into a fair endgame of pawns and kings.

Amidst the silence, Cypher's masked face betrayed no emotion. His blue eyes remained fixated on the board, the only hint of his internal thoughts. Chamber, though reserved, couldn't help but feel a sense of exhilaration. The battle of wits transcended the physical chess pieces; it delved into the psyche of these two formidable opponents.

As the final moves approached, the room felt like a temple of cerebral combat. Cypher's every move hinted at a deeper layer of his enigma, while Chamber's strategic prowess unveiled a relentless pursuit of victory. The onlookers, caught in the crossfire of these titans, couldn't tear their eyes away from the unfolding drama.

In the end, the decisive checkmate came. Suddenly Cypher, without a word, stood and gracefully vanished into the shadows, planning to get back to work. Chamber, left to savor his hard-fought victory, felt a sense of triumph. He never defeated Cypher before, in fact, the Hacker was the one that tought him.

Maybe now he was able to keep up with him. Hes still not understanding Cypher or the person behind the mask, but he was getting to know his games better each time they paly.

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Cypher x Chamber

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My native language is not originally English, so I apologize in advance for any spelling or grammatical errors I may make.

If anyone sees this, I hope you enjoy it.

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warnings: nsfw, explict content, voyeurism

around 5000 words

Cypher catches Chamber in an intimate moment that he has been secretly waiting months for.

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It's not just his job. It is his will, his precision, his wisdom and his qualities that make him one of the best hackers, information gatherers and sentinels.

For as long as he can remember, he has obtained information for himself and now for his team that no one would have found out without him. But when you have such a great gift, it's hard to deal with the pressure; all the secrets you're not supposed to know, whether it's simple passwords, stories from the past or far worse. However, Cypher is not one of the best in his field for nothing.

For years he has been able to keep secrets to himself, close to him, where no one can find or discover them. His teammates would describe him as secretive; the man who would never show even a small part of the surface of his skin, who always wears a mask. There are already rumors that he showers and sleeps with his mask on. He is always there, but somehow never. Introverted, but still always interested in his surroundings and fellow human beings, very loving, humorous, but also criminal.

The activities he engages in are often criminal, even if he usually uses them for good. Just like this evening, he thinks. At least for him.

His eyes, hypnotized by the screens that were supposed to show a certain someone, stared intently at a room. He was the only one who had access to the cameras in the whole building, but nobody knew about them except Brimstone. Some suspected there were some here and there, but there were so many that they would never have thought it possible.

A group of agents had just completed a mission, and he watched over the cameras as they talked to each other for a while, but then gradually made their way to their own rooms.

Here he was. Cypher's heart began to beat faster as the tall, muscular Chamber walked into his room. His vest, which he always wore with his tie, was stained with blood. As soon as he locked the door behind him, his shoulders slumped and the straight posture he usually had dropped. He looked tired and exhausted.

He dropped onto his bed, loosened his tie a little and took off his elegant black leather shoes. Afterwards, however, he got up again and went straight to the bathroom. Cypher could feel the view of Chamber triggering something in him, especially as the tall man walked into his bathroom.

He quickly switched his gaze to the monitor showing his bathroom and watched as Chamber carefully placed his glasses on the sink and slowly began to undress.

Cypher's heart skipped a beat when he saw the other naked in front of him, climbing into the shower with a tense posture and letting out a sigh as the warm water hit his skin.

The blonde laid his head in his neck in pleasure to wet his hair and wash himself. The hacker, on the other hand, felt a tingling sensation in his stomach. He shuddered and got goose bumps when he thought that the other had no idea that he was watching him at such an intimate moment.

His eyes became watery with excitement as he began to realize this beautiful, invigorating moment.

Chambers' muscles moved under his skin, his golden tattoos as he washed himself. His hair hung down his side when all his hair gel was washed out.

As he continued to wash his body with shower gel, the smell of which Cypher knew by heart, another shiver ran over Cypher's body, his lower midsection already warm and tingly. He felt a twitch in his member as Chamber leaned back against the shower wall, the water flowing down his supple body and he took his own member in his hand.

Without another thought and with quick movements, Cypher undid his own belt with one hand, his eyes fixed on the monitor. He let his hand wander into his pants under his boxer shorts and took his own memer into his hand, satisfying himself. He wouldnt have been able to contain his desire for a much longer time and if this was the first time he had seen such a sight, he certainly couldn't wait until the next time. He had been waiting for such an event for months. His fantasies about the Frenchman had not been enough for a long time anymore, not enough to satisfy him.

Chamber thrust his hips into his hand, which had completely encased his now hard member, and moaned softly. The shower water still pattered softly on him in the background, but the hacker only heard the groans that his secret crush let out.

He didn't want this moment to ever end, trying to memorize the image he had in front of him as best he could so that he could use it in later moments of despair.

As Chamber sped up, his eyebrows furrowed, which were now clearly visible as he was no longer wearing his glasses, his eyes closed and his whole body flexed, Cypher could hardly stand the intense pleasure. It was too much.

Too much emotion, too much lust, too much desire.

He couldn't take his eyes off the other, didn't dare to close his eyes, as hard as it was at that moment, as his hand became faster and faster. He wanted nothing more than to be in this shower with Chamber, to feel the same lust and to be touched by the other when he made the sounds he was making right now.

Desperate whimpers left his slightly parted lips, which could only be recognized under the mask. The air underneath became warmer and warmer, he became warmer and warmer, everything became warmer; the room, his member, his hand, his head, simply everything.

He couldn't stand it any longer. So good. So good. So good. Soon he couldn't take any more.

Chamber, on the other hand, didn't adapt to any tempo and let his hand move quickly and fluidly over his entire member, which his large hand had encased. His chest began to rise and fall irregularly, his breathing became louder, his face contorted, his stomach and legs trembled as his orgasm approached.

Cypher, on the other hand, tried to delay it with all his willpower so that he could enjoy the moment of happiness and pleasure at the same time as the other. He prayed that he would be ready soon.

As soon as he thought this, the other became louder, moaned deeply and desperately, moved his hand irregularly and quickly over his member, stopped breathing and spilled over his stomach before he began to laugh uncontrollably and shake as his orgasm overwhelmed him.

The hacker, on the other hand, had tears in his eyes from all the pleasure he could now give free rein to and made a mess even in his pants as he moaned long and hard, leaned back in his chair, gripped the armrest of it tightly with his free hand and enjoyed his climax.

He didn't want to let go. He already missed the other man as he got out of the shower and began to dry himself off. Cypher watched the other for another moment, trying to regulate his breathing, feeling his heart pounding loudly and audibly, before Chamber disappeared from the bathroom and thus from his sight for the time being.

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crying because before riot devs decided they didnt want any concrete dates in valorant first light was 2039 and like cypher is late 30s i think??? so. he couldve been born in fucking 2010 and anywhere up to 2014/15. is this the future of ipad kids