Imagine when you’re first dating Genji, he’s convinced that because you seem so quiet and gentle and unassuming that you’ll be a bottom bitch. When he starts kissing and holding you, you’re melting in his arms and hanging off his strong frame, softer form moulding against his armour. Your kisses are intoxicating and he loves it, but deep down inside he’s a bit disappointed that you’re not fiercer and the take charge sort. Oh well, it’s okay, he’ll have a lot of fun with you regardless.
But inside, you’re laughing a little at how he thinks you’re gonna lie there and take it. You don’t know that he’s disappointed, but you do know he’s in for a surprise when he actually gets in bed with you. The first time you actually get him on a bed, you push him down and straddle his hips right off the bat, helping him take off his helmet gently but firmly.
When his face is revealed, his eyes are wide and he’s blushing so prettily that you can’t help but giggle and tap his nose.
“Did you really think I’ll roll over and take it?”
He gulps, nods nervously. Good, there’s a reason for him to be nervous. By the time you’re done with him, he’s a mess of a cyborg, armour all ripped off him and kiss marks littering what skin he does have. His cock is soft and red as a cherry, soaking wet from your juices and his cum that have frothed up at the base of his cock. Genji’s eyes are all wonky, still rolling in his head as he tries to focus, and his eyelashes flutter up and down uncontrollably.
Yes, you think, there was a real reason for him to be nervous. Well, at least now he knows better.
Full commissions are open. Despite what my AO3 is full of, I do write characters other than Genji. To be absolutely frank, I do prefer Hanzo/Genji/Reaper, I have trouble writing the Junkers, and I am totally willing to write anyone in between.
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Ships
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Gore
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the main Overwatch character
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Genji always tells you not to shy away from putting more weight on him. With his armour and his body mods, he can take the force of a hurtling truck to his chest and not flinch.
Step on him as hard as you’d like, he will strain to sit up and kiss your leg wherever he can reach, a devious smile on his devastatingly handsome features. You lean down and forward, putting more and more weight on him until he is utterly pinned under your foot. The ninja can only lick his lips and curl his hands around your ankle – to support, to touch, to connect.
His dark eyes travel up the long line of your leg, up between your thighs and to the dark crux of your legs that hide his most favourite place. It’s covered by your skirt and your panties, but the damp spot over your lips are hard to miss. He licks his own lips, imagining your taste blooming over his tongue and filling his nose, his mouth, until all he can feel and taste is you.
Quietly he begs. Politely. Obscenely. Saccharine sweet and full of dark seduction. His fingers squeeze your ankle and tickle up and down your calves and rest in the sensitive underside of your knees, caressing gently and telling you it could be his tongue instead of his fingers.
Instead of giving him what he wants, the greedy boy, you move your foot and press the toes against his metal jaw, telling him that if he’s a good boy, he might get to do all that. But first, he needs to shine your shoe. With his spit.
Genji smiles, hands moving to close over the top of your foot and the back of your heel. Oh, he can do that. As he sucks on the leather, he closes his eyes and groans as you step on his face to make sure he behaves. Oh, he’ll be such a good boy, you’ll see.
I did, but then Tumblr was being Tumblr. It was buggy and annoying to maintain properly. Tumblr is terrible at making things user-friendly. I don’t know how the others maintain theirs, or if they’re bug-free. My AO3 is the closest you’re gonna get to a master list.
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