He’s not my absolute fave, but staring at that face in the animated short, I’ve never wanted to see someone moan in pleasure so bad. And imagine riding that face!??! Hnnnnnnngggghh.
He would most likely just smile at you fondly and admire you. You were being so openly romantic that it was enough to make him blush and look at you with that smitten expression. Because you were drunk, you had absolutely no filter… so when you picked up on his expression, you told him that you wished he would look at you in that way more. This led to Hanzo stiffening slightly, clearly flustered. He stroked your face and smiled remorsefully, promising you he’d be better. His heart melted at the sight of your smile.
Soldier: 76:
He wouldn’t allow himself to let you out of his sight; the last thing he wanted was for you to wake up in the morning and regret something. He wasn’t possessive, he would just watch from a far enough distance so you could have your fun but not too far that he couldn’t swoop in and get you out of a situation. Knowing you, this was bound to happen and he knew this from past experiences. So, when his time came, Jack thanked your friends for the good time and practically threw you over his shoulder to carry you out as you laughed and waved at them.
McCree:
He couldn’t resist the opportunity to look after you, you were being more clingy than usual and he was all here for it. You just so bubbly and adorable that he couldn’t stop smiling when you tried to steal his hat and pretend to be him. You were currently straddling his hips, he had his hands on your waist and that million-dollar smile on his face. Soon enough, when you started to get tired, Jesse could easily pick you up and escort you to your room with ease. You latched onto him perfectly and relaxed, breathing in the smell of your boyfriend.
Genji:
He would probably be filming you the entire time… it was perfect blackmail material! You would whine and try and grab the camera off of him, but he would always hold it at arm’s length and giggle as you half-heartedly attempt to steal it from him. Genji would ask you silly questions just to hear your reply in that slurred voice of yours. “Baaaabe.” You pouted before completely giving up and collapsing into his lap. He chuckled, running his fingers through your hair as you babbled something about how mean he was.
I require comfort, but only the kind that Jeff Kaplan can provide, holding me, stroking my hair, and whispering buffs for my favourite characters into my ear.
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