Genji braced himself against the headboard, with arms above his head. You weren’t fucking him that hard, but he still needed to ground himself by touching a solid object. You have one hand on his stomach armour, and your other’s fingertip flicked at the tip of his clit. Then you pushed down with the heel of your palm against the whole area, putting your weight on that hand. You used the momentum of your thrusts to rock your body and rub it at the same time.
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retribution
/rɛtrɪˈbjuːʃ(ə)n/
noun
- punishment inflicted on someone as vengeance for a wrong or criminal act.
I a d o r e d Inde’s take on Genji so I was inspired to draw our loveable ninja dude. I dedicate this to @my-ultimate-is-ready !
Genji would be totally unfazed about Hanzo marrying their sister. He’s a sexpert and as soon as he finds out all the pieces fall into place and he shrugs it off as nbd; it all makes perfect sense, especially as far as Hanzo’s behavior is concerned. What startles him is when Sojiro comes to him next saying he’s thinking it’s about time his little Sparrow settles down with a wife and make progress towards carrying on the family name as well. Genji chokes on his sake and it squirts out his nose.
I agree. Especially since this is young!Genji. The asshole is probably already drunk anyway. Imagine if Sojiro’s like surprise! it’s a double wedding and here comes your fiance. That cocky little shit eating grin disappears off Genji’s face in a flash as some girl he’s never seen or even met in his life walks into the courtyard. Sojiro tells him to get up there or he’ll make him get up there. Genji would like nothing more than to actually commandeer a family jet and leave the fucking country.
Kitty Kompanion
It was hard to leave the shared quarters that you and Genji called home. A few times you stopped packing to stand in the middle of the boxes to just…be sad.
Genji spoke your name, bringing you back to the present.
“What?”
“Perhaps you should concentrate on your babies, Mama.”
“Why?!”
“You have only packed half a box,” he said flatly.
You pouted next to your tiny box, which sat next to his pile of bigger boxes.
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