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Can I get a Kapkan x reader where the team is practicing with paintball and he gets really competitive over it and sets paintball EDDs?

of course you can! sorry i’m just now getting to this one, i got a bit burnt out and just let the requests pile up haha…but this is something fun! thank you for requesting it! this is the first time we’re seeing kapkan solo on my account too! i mixed it up juuusg a bit, so hope you enjoy, and thank you once again for requesting!

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Kapkan x Reader: Competitive Spirit

Trigger Warnings: Mild arguments, teasing fun, playful punching, suggestive themes mentions of: predator/prey play and domination

Tensions were seemingly rising after the most recent Six Invitational, after a bunch of operators decided they would leave to join NIGHTHAVEN, and there was only one real way Harry could have helped ease these tensions was by creating a more friendly version of it. He decided to hold a mock one that held no prize, and had you all split off into teams. All attackers were paired with attackers, and the same was done for defenders. The way the bracket would work, however, was a bit complicated. Only certain loadouts were allowed, with some of your tech being banned and others not, despite advantages they held. Attackers would go against attackers, and the same would also be done for defenders. Once an attacking or defending team won against their opponent, the attacking team would then fight the opposing defending team before moving on to the finals. Sure, it could have been a bit confusing to one, but to another? It was seen as a whole new advantage.

Classified as an attacker in your training scenarios, you were obviously placed in your own team, and you were the first team to go up against another attacker team. Your boyfriend, Maxim Basuda, would be the defender team you would probably see later down the line if you kept winning. And to be frankly honest, you felt extremely intimidated. Your set team consisted of yourself, Olivier, Erik, Shuhrat, and Craig. A bit of an odd match up, but since you were able to line Shuhrat’s cluster charges with the paintballs you were instructed to use, you saw your team moving up the ranks much easier than anyone else has. However, you couldn’t help but feel a slight tension between you and Maxim.

The two of you were super competitive whenever pitted against each other, doing whatever you both could to win or gain an advantage over one another. And in this instance, despite no prize pool in the friendlier Invitational, the two of you were more than determined and ready to win. Maxim was prepared for once your team had to go against his, having prepared custom E.D.Ds filled with paint just for the occasion. As you were waiting for your teammates who had previously been hit with paintballs in the prior match before you managed to clutch up, Maxim approached you. “Ready to get absolutely annihilated once it’s our turn?” Maxim asked, sitting down next to you. “Ha! As if we’ll be absolutely annihilated. Though I can’t use my Override MK-1, I can still find a way to get you covered up in paint and make you lose.” you sneer, crossing your arms around yourself, keeping your paintball guns right in the seat right next to you.

Giving you a wolfish grin, Maxim then pat your knee out of excitement. “I’d love to see you try, кошечка. You and I are surprisingly very evenly matched, so going up against my team would be a nice 50/50 for both of us.” he said. “I know…how about the two of us have a nice little bet we could wager on, yeah?” you suggest, taking off your balaclava and C50 mask. Maxim’s eyes sparked interest, staring at yours intently, “And what would that be?” he asked. “If I win, I can finally dominate you. If you win, we can try out that predator/prey fantasy you have.” you say. Raising his eyebrows, that interest in his eyes became a dark haze, and Maxim raised his mask over his nose, “Wagering sex with me…I see now. Well then, you know what comes with that kind of a bet.” he said, standing you up as he saw your teammates approaching. “And what would that be?” you say, slipping your balaclava and C50 mask back on.

Maxim pulled you close and whispered in your ear, “I will do everything in my power to make sure you lose. And I mean, everything.” he said. He then gave your ass a nice squeeze before letting go of you, “Good luck out there, you’re definitely going to need it now.” Maxim said as he walked away from all of you, giving you a wink. A bit confused, Craig looked at you and crossed his arms, “That was suspicious. What’d the two of you talk about?” he asked. “Oh, just friendly banter! Now come on, let’s go set up! You guys take forever.” you say, giving your team a thumbs up before running onto the field. Shrugging, Craig then had the others rush onto the field after you, and you all positioned at the area in which he planned to have you guys breach from.

You guys would then come to win this round, and all others that came after you, until it was just your and Maxim’s teams left. You two were now up against each other, and from the look in your eye while you were taking your necessary break, you were prepared to win. “Something’s got you excited. Drop the bread, little birdie, and tell us what’s going on.” Erik said, drinking from his bottle of water. “I don’t know about you, but we’ve been on a pretty good fucking win streak. This next one is our last one, and I want to win.” you say, turning to look at your teammates. Despite the strange set up, you guys were doing exceptionally well. You’d also never really trained alongside Craig, so this was your first time seeing the man in action. “You sure there’s no underlying thing?” Jordan asked. “Oh there is, but you guys don’t need to worry about all that.” you say.

Olivier then raised a brow, “I think now we can worry. Go on and tell us, if it’s not something to worry about.” he said. “Fine, fine. I feel like you guys have been bitching to each other about it all day,” you say, leaning back into your chair. “Maxim, who you guys obviously know is my boyfriend, and I made a bet. And of course, it’s a bet in regards to sexual favors and fantasies.” you say. “Heh…Whiskey Tango Foxtrot.” Erik simply replied, chuckling softly. “So, that mean that we’re only really winning because you’re motivated to fuck your overly competitive boyfriend?” Jordan asked bluntly. “Yep! But in a totally unconventional way that would most likely freak you guys out.” you say, closing your eyes and sighing softly. “Like?” Craig asked, poking the bear. You simply remain quiet, smiling as you take sips of your water. “Come on, don’t leave us in the dark!” Jordan exclaimed, getting up and shaking you.

You laugh before standing up, leaving your water bottle on your seat before getting your masks back on. The four men were unsatisfied with the slight look into your and Maxim’s relationship, as they simultaneously begged and continued to bother you about it playfully. Tensions felt like they were going away between you all, and you couldn’t help but smile. Eventually, your team was all ready and set up, and Maxim’s finished up and got inside the building and got themselves ready. You guys breached, you and Craig taking the top floors with the others breaching through the bottom. You made sure to look out for any of Maxim’s E.D.D’s, stopping Craig just before he triggered one, as you heard one go off below. “Three attackers remaining!” was announced to everyone, and you sucked your teeth. “Check the corners and your feet, I won’t always be looking out for you.” you say, before separating yourself from Craig.

You eventually find yourself pinned between a wall and César, prompting you to locate where he might have left a canister filled with his own team’s paint. “Come on out, ratón! I already saw you!” César said. “Well, perhaps you should look behind you.” you say, as you saw Erik was sneaking up on him. “Huh? Oh, vete a la puro ver-” César said, before a gunshot came from his side of the room. “Thanks.” you say, giving Erik a thumbs up before you two move around together. It was here where you then remembered Aleksandr was on Maxim’s team, and he opened fire on you two the moment he saw you. Erik was hit enough to be rendered Down and Out, and you dragged him away as you tossed a stun grenade right at Aleksandr.

Hearing him curse, you then round the corner and shoot at him, rendering him Down and Out. “Don’t worry Erik, I’ll try and win for us.” you say to his unconscious body. Evenly matched, with 3 left on both teams, you then carefully scout for Maxim, keeping your eyes on the windows and doorways before entering. “A real hunter always watches where he steps.” echoed in your mind, and you scowled your yourself, finding one of Maxim’s E.D.Ds screwed into a doorway right in front of you. You kick it off carefully enough to not trigger it before proceeding, only to hear an explosion come from another side of the building. “One attacker remains!” was announced.

“Huh.” you say into your now quiet comms, being the only one on the air, before fire is opened on you from down the hallway. “I’m pushing them now! Masaru, come cover fire!” is called out. You rush into the room you were about to enter, only finding this to be a fatal error, as you triggered what seemed to be a last minute E.D.D placement. “Team Maxim wins!” was announced, causing Maxim and everyone else to cheer in their favor. “Fuck!” you exclaim, full on throwing your weapon to the floor before quickly exiting the building. “Кошечка, where are you going!?” Maxim called out in between his own and his team’s cheers. You could hear the bite in his voice, and it only riled you up further. Who would’ve thought that pitting the pair of competitive lovers against each other would drive the other up the wall if they lost?

“Hey! What the hell happened out there?!” you ask, going and playfully punching all four of your teammates. “Last minute E.D.D from Maxim. We were watching him prepare the same thing from you. That bastard’s a sneaky little hunter, now isn’t he?” Erik said, giving you a laugh. Though he was normally a bit quiet around you, you were happy to see Erik opening up to you a bit. But that happiness was quickly stripped away from you, as you were suddenly lifted and slung over someone’s shoulder. “Wha-?!” you exclaim, struggling against them. “Relax, кошечка. It’s just me.” Maxim purred, holding onto you tight. “Guys! Make him let me go!” you demand, still struggling as you were now getting carried away by your boyfriend. “Nah! You’ve got that bet to settle, right?! Go focus on that!” Jordan teased. You looked up at him and flipped him off, “You suck, surprising no one!” you say, causing Jordan to erupt in laughter as you got further and further away from him.

“Come on now, Y/N. You know better than to speak to other men in front of me. I’m your boyfriend, focus on me.” Maxim said, moving his hand from your back to your ass as he carried you. “D-Don’t grab my ass, we’re still in front of everyone.” you say, hitting the back of his knee. Maxim almost fell forward with you, and he couldn’t help but growl. “I do as I please. You’re my prey, and I’m not about to let you go. I won, fair and square, and you lost. Accept your defeat so I can fully claim you as mine.” he said. “And if I don’t?” you tease. Maxim groped your ass tenderly, causing you to squeak, “Then punishment will surely come your way.” he said, continuing to walk until he got to a darkened room with you. You knew this wasn’t going to end well for you, but you just had to accept your fate, as well as such a hard loss.

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