Satisfied Ch 3 – McCree

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You were trying to get Jesse, normally your good boy, to try your favourite flavour of pie. Strawberry and rhubarb. But he was refusing. Politely, but refusing.

“No, Ma’am.”

“Jesse.”

“Don’t like the combination, Ma’am.”

If Jesse didn’t like the pie, you wouldn’t have pushed him. But he hasn’t tried it yet, so you pulled out his leash and collar to turn him into a better supplicant. He willingly sank to his knees while you sat on a dining chair. You kept a firm grip on the leather leash. You caressed the soft underside of the strip of leather with your thumb.

Jesse suspiciously eyed the small plate perched on your lap. A slice of pie sat on it. The normally talkative, almost rambling, man, kept his mouth firmly shut.

You huffed out of your nose. You placed the plate on the table. You opened your legs, wrapped the end of the leash around your hand to get a firmer grip, and pulled Jesse closer. You pulled until his nose was buried in the cloth covering your cunt. A daze fell over his face as he inhaled the slight scent.

“You can have that once you try a bite,” you told him, giving slack on the leash for him to lean back.

He hmph’d in frustration at the condition you set. You ignored his brattiness, and cut a piece off the slice of pie with the side of the fork. You brought it down to Jesse’s face. He backed away. You clucked at him.

He reluctantly opened his mouth. You poked at his lips with the end of the fork, encouraging him to open it further. He opened it enough for you to slip the piece of pie inside. Jesse closed his lips, and then you slipped the clean fork out. Jesse’s face contorted as he chewed, expecting a disgusting taste to coat his tongue.

He discovered that it wasn’t so bad. An unexpectedly delicious flavour. Tart and sweet. He finished the slice of pie off no problem after that. He licked his lips. You smiled, inwardly gloating.

“Good boy,” you purred.

You placed the fork back on the table and tugged on the leash again.

“You still hungry, Baby?”

He nodded. “Mhm, Ma’am.”

You tugged on the leash yet again, this time with your thighs parted. You slid down on the seat towards his mouth.

Jesse gave the crotch of your pants a gentle kiss before getting down to work. His teeth dragged down your clothed lips. You arched and pressed into his mouth. He was content just to work his mouth on you, it didn’t matter how. You growled and roughly brushed his messy hair to one side. Feeling the need to just /touch/ him. Jesse drove you nuts with his teeth, biting gently over and over, while you kept your intense gaze locked with his.

“You better not stop,” you warned.

Jesse lowered his gaze in deference and concentrated on his work. He pulled on the fabric teeth. You cried out softly, pressing open your thighs further. You relaxed back to enjoy the pleasure pooling in your clit. He licked up your clothed cunt, keeping his tongue taught and strong.

He stopped. Your eyes snapped open to search for the reason why.

“Do you want more, Ma’am?” Jesse asked.

“Oh, yes,” you moaned.

You let, allowed, Jesse to pull your legs up, your hips closer to him, and your pants and panties up.

Jesse buried his nose between your legs and incredibly slowly, tenderly dragged his teeth down your lips again, this time with nothing protecting your skin.

“Fuck, Jesse,” you breathed.

You wiggled your hips against his teasing touches.

“Please, Ma’am,” Jesse pled, wanting you to keep still.

“Then get to it, Jesse!”

He could only reach the bottom of your lips properly with his mouth, so he sucked on those. Your thighs strained against your pants, trying to open more, to get more of Jesse’s lovely, warm mouth. He alternated between sucking your lips and licking up your slit.

You hummed, growling praises at him. Encouraging him to keep going. Telling him that if you came on his tongue, you might consider that he could stand up on his knees and push his dick inside you.

Jesse went full on licking at your slit after your words. The hot, slick muscle sliding up your quivering entrance. Penetrating inside. Flicking at the bottom of your blood-swollen lips. You let yourself cum on his tongue. He wiggled and dragged the wet muscle up your slit as you gushed.

You sank further down in the chair, limbs dangling. You sighed happily. Jesse was so good at this.

“I’m convinced. Fuck me, Cowboy.”

Ohhh you’re my favourite imagin blog I love how you write Reyes and reader their dynamic is so lovely ❤💖💕 What do you think whould be Reyes favourite type of role-play or his favourite type of outfit to impress his Dom?

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Thank you!

Gabriel loves his outfits and being creative with them. As a result, you’re as likely to get his old Soldier 24 uniform as you are a Victorian duke’s finery. At one point in time, he fabricated an ensemble similar to what he wears in the future as Reaper – all leather and dark canvas and ammo belts that accentuate his thick thighs, broad shoulders and barrel chest. If he feels a more BDSM vibe, he’ll go with the tried and true leather belt ‘outfit’. It’s nothing more than a series of belts and straps crisscrossing his thickly muscled body and accentuating his cock, but it’s one of his favourites if he’s in a mood to be objectified.

As for his favourite roleplay, I think he has a few. Interrogation via sexual torture is a big one, what with the whole range of toys and gizmos that the two of you collectively own – that milking machine has to come in handy sometime. Another roleplay that he likes to do is that of a hero and their arch-villain. Call him cliche but he loves (pretend) hate-fucking and he gets so rough with it. Of course he expects you to be equally as rough and the two of you come away with so many bruises that he can explain it as the results of a particularly vicious spar.

How about some sensory deprivation with Lucio? It’d be a nice contrast to the bright, loud life he lives. A nice opportunity to appreciate all that his dom gives him and take a moment to just breathe and chill out.

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Sure thing! Have some headcanons

Lucio enjoys being deprived of his sight more than he is his other senses, and hearing to a small degree. This is because it’s highly likely that Lucio has tinnitus, possibly to a fair degree since he’s surrounded himself with music and frequently plays at concerts. As a result, it’s very uncomfortable for Lucio to have his hearing taken from him. He’s happy if you play something soft in the background to tune out his tinnitus, and it doesn’t have to be anything upbeat. Just a little something to drown out the slight ringing in his ears.

When he’s in a blindfold, he softens and leans into your every touch, smiling gently and seeking you when you move away. He’ll jump if he doesn’t expect you to touch a certain area, but he relaxes quickly. He can stay awake while blindfolded for a long time, often just humming to himself serenely to keep himself focused.

Being deprived of touching you is a guilty pleasure of his. He loves running his hands over your skin, loves singing songs about your body and how his hands fit you like they were made for you. But when he’s stopped from using his hands and his mouth, he pouts and wriggles around, begging you to let him touch you just once, just his fingertips. You can get him to spew the filthiest things when he’s like this, because he’ll serenade you with his words and his fantasies if he can’t worship you with his hands and mouth.

Lucio doesn’t quite like it when you prevent him from tasting you. He lives for your musk on his tongue, the salty-sweet of your skin, the heavy taste of your pussy. If he can’t have that, then he’s just not really enjoying himself. And he’s not mollified by kisses every now and then too, he wants to worship you with his mouth and his tongue as much as possible, to show you that it’s good for more than just singing and rhyming and seducing you.

In the end though, Lucio always comes out really relaxed after such sessions. He’s pliable, a puddle of goo, when the blindfold and the earphones come off, and he’ll just drape himself over you when you release him from his restraints. It’s nice to just take a step back and simply exist – to just bask in your presence. He would do this every day if he could, but as it is, it’s a nice treat for him every once in a while and he cherishes it greatly.

Hi I’ve been following your blog for a while and I really love reading all your writing (especially the ones with post orgasm denial cause they’re all 💯) I was wondering if you had any headcanons about s76 or genji and sounding? Thanks in advance! 💕

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Thank you! I love post orgasm torture so I tend to squeeze it in wherever I can. I’ll do a couple for the both of them 🙂

Soldier 76

He’s definitely a bit apprehensive when you first bring it up. You can put what where? He’ll look at the collection of sounds and worry until you show him how bendy they are and how they won’t hurt him. The first time you try it with him, he only gets half hard, made soft by his slight fear and his apprehension. All the better for you though, and as you lube up the sound, he softens a little more. But when it first goes in, he holds his breath and lets his eyes flutter shut at the feeling as you hold his cock upright and let gravity do all the work. His legs unconsciously spread wide open as it goes further and further down, as if it would help with the sensation of being spread.

After that, he would get a little intrigued by the feeling. He’s a little unsure of how it feels when it goes in all the way, intimidated by how much his own body can take. Eventually, he gets hard when you whip out your sounds, happy to take up until the middle of the range of your sounds before he taps out. It makes him feel vulnerable like nothing else does. Not even anal sex while spread open wide makes him feel the same way.

Jack finds it very hard to cum just from sounding; he doesn’t know if it’s because of his age or if his body just doesn’t work like that, but he likes the sensation…he thinks. It confuses him a little but it feels good so he doesn’t mind if you sound him whenever you want. He does oddly love the feeling of it in him when you give him a handjob or lick at his cock. It provides a sensation that’s unrivaled by anything else in your arsenal, and he gets super aroused from it really quick, and he’ll blow his load the moment you take the sound out and fuck him.

One side effect is that it makes him cum a lot harder for some reason. He doesn’t know why, but if you do a bit of foreplay with sounding, he’ll cum harder and spill everywhere once you let him cum. It does impact his ability to hold back his orgasms though, and it’s a wonderful way to torture him because he’ll actually struggle to force himself back from the edge when you stop just before he cums.

Genji

Alright so maybe it’s a bit old at this point, but we all know Genji was a slut when he was younger. He’s definitely tried sounding and might have played with really big sounds on his own. It’s not a kink that he used to do with his playmates, since he didn’t want to let them anywhere near his slit. Now though, he’s laid off the sounding since he’s not quite sure how his body will take it now.

If you have a good range of sounds, he will happily experiment with you. He’ll hold himself up for you while you insert it, moaning out loud how he feels it going down through his cock and through his fingers, getting harder and harder the bigger the sound gets. And when you fuck him with it, you have to force his hips down or order him to keep still because he’ll buck up as though he can fuck himself with it. Dangerous, very dangerous, and you end up having to strap him down so he won’t disobey you again. It only makes him love it even more since it makes him feel so helpless and at your mercy.

Let me tell you, the size of the sounds this man can take is mindboggling. You have to work your way up, but he takes it. Sometimes he’ll beg you to finger his prostate and fuck him with the sound and it makes him blow his load so quick. It’ll push the sound out completely and he’ll happily clean it up for you afterwards, whimpering and mewling that he can go again and again and again. And boy does he go so many times. He’ll cum from sounding so easily if it’s one of the bigger ones and especially after he’s blown his load once.

Once he starts using sounds again, Genji can’t resist using them on himself while you’re away. He might set up a little area where he’ll record himself and send it to you just to tease you or for you to use as fap material when he’s away. He’ll moan and writhe, playing up his pleasure and going as deep as he can with the sounds. He might put a plug in his ass for good measure but he’ll cum boatloads and eagerly wait for your punishment when you get home.

aftercare with genji? if you don’t mind

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Headcanons since I’m all out of writes

Young Genji

I wager that Genji, in his younger days, didn’t really like aftercare. He’s a wild child but also the spare heir, so used to sneaking around but also conforming to outside expectations, that he just wants to be alone after having sex or a scene.

He’ll cuddle you for a while but leave after, or ask you to leave, or otherwise just find some time alone. I don’t think he has problems surfacing from subspace, not much at least, and doesn’t need much comforting after a scene. Genji might comfort you if you need affirmation that he’s okay, but nothing for himself.

Genji is very vulnerable even if he doesn’t need aftercare. I think he would prefer to be alone to sort through his thoughts and cool down in order to protect his privacy. He already knows he’s being watched by the clan, and doesn’t need it when he’s having fun either.

I think in this stage of his life, Genji has very little regard for other people. He’s very focused on his own issues and his own emotions, but he’ll make an effort to ask you if you need aftercare too if he likes you. Don’t expect him to stay too long though, because he starts getting a bit jittery if you insist on him cuddling you the whole time.

Cyborg Genji

Aftercare with Genji consists of a lot of food, a bit of talking, and some measure of cuddling. He’s floating in subspace for a period of time, particularly after a very intense scene, and so likes to come back to himself on his own. He likes knowing that you’re in the room, but doesn’t necessarily want you to touch him all the time.

Feeding Genji is probably his favourite form of aftercare, when you pamper him and spoil him. He’ll eat from your hands and lick your fingers to clean you quietly, electing to just bask in your presence. He doesn’t mind if you feed him his favourite food or yours.

When he does feel like talking, he just tries to sort through his feelings or just catch up with you about your day. He’s all gooey and warm and loving, attentively listening even if he’s oozed all over the bed or floor or couch.

Sometimes Genji likes cuddling even if he can’t feel most of your body. I think he’ll cuddle more for your sake than his because you can feel his warmth and his weight and his presence. He likes it if you cup his head and stroke his hair, or if you tangle your legs with his. Cuddling doesn’t do very much to help him out of subspace, but if it might help you sort out your feelings as you come out of domspace, he’s more than happy to cuddle you until you feel better.

Hello! I found your tumblr today and I absolutely love it (I’ve already read twice every single OW post haha) considering there are so many imagine blogs where fem!readers are always small and meek and submissive. I was wondering, could you please do some headcanons for Hanzo, Genji and Zen with an S/O with a queen kink? I saw the one you did with Akande, and I really enjoyed it. Thank you by the way, I didn’t even know I had that kink before hahah!

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Thank you! Haha crap I almost forgot what a queen kink was. It’s been a while since I last wrote about it 😛 This is a pretty long one so it’s the only new fill for the day.

Hanzo

SFW

Hanzo almost acts like your personal valet/butler/servant/right hand man. He coordinates your household according to your instructions and guards your house like he’s a guard dog. He goes all out to ensure you have the best security possible.

When you guys go out, he makes sure to walk one step behind you and to your left to show his deference, and when people approach you he stops them unless you tell him to let them come closer. At restaurants, you’ll usually ask him what he likes from the menu, though he always gives the same answer every time. After a while you just ask him as a courtesy before ordering for him. If it’s a self-service place, he’ll go get the food and utensils without your prodding, setting them in front of you neatly with precise movements.

He often attaches the honorific ‘-dono’ to your name, which means lord or master. If he feels particularly dramatic that day, he’ll use ‘Denka’, which is used for non-sovereign royalty, similar to Highness. When speaking to others and if you come up in conversation, he’ll attach the suffix ‘no kimi’ to your name, meaning his beloved or his princess.

NSFW

Hanzo will never be seen without his collar around the house, though he leaves the leash off because he believes it’s an insult to his willingness to serve.

He’s very restrained; cool and calm when you ask him to serve you sexually. He won’t be chomping at the bit to get to you because he’s better than that, but he’ll convey his enthusiasm through his body language. He’ll lean towards you, have his ears perked and his eyes trained on your feet.

It’s fun to test his restraint when it comes to his orgasms and his pleasure, particularly if you don’t put much emphasis on your orgasms. He’ll go crazy trying to please you and make you cum before he does. Hanzo also has a secret desire to be your cum slave and will be happy to be chained beside your bed so that you can use him whenever you wish. Occasionally he’ll sleep in the little alcove below your bed (which is rather cozy and he sometimes goes in there on his own) or he’ll sleep on a futon on the floor beside your bed.

Genji

SFW

Genji likes to follow you from the shadows and be at your beck and call. He’ll usually skulk around your immediate area and jump to your side if he thinks you need him. Like Hanzo, he’s very restrained when in public and will almost act like a robot so that he puts forth a more menacing aura. Best bodyguard out of the three.

Genji is also very adamant about not meeting your eyes. He’ll lower his head in deference when speaking to you, and will not raise his head or meet your gaze unless you tuck a finger under his chin and pull him up. He does tend to put you on a bit of a pedestal as well, with the way he believes you’re above making mistakes, so you’ll have to pull him back down to earth on that one. It’s partly why he doesn’t look at you in the eyes without prompting; he doesn’t feel like he’s worthy of it.

He likes to attach the suffix ‘-sama’ to your name and uses it all the time. If he feels like he has displeased you or done something wrong, he uses ‘Denka’.

NSFW

Genji is very loving and very eager to serve in the bedroom. He’s always on his knees if he can help it, sitting by your side and just waiting for you to let him service you. He does get cheeky every so often, kissing you wherever he can reach if you allow it, licking and sucking until he’s drunk on the scent of your skin.

He has boundless stamina due to his augmentations and his body, and so is incredibly turned on to be used like a fuck toy. He’ll lie there and brace you with his strong arms as you ride him, phone in hand as you scroll through porn; or he’ll mount you from behind and plow you until you’re red and sore. He has pretty good control over his orgasms and can cum as much or as little as you like. This ninja is also pretty kinky so you can throw the most outrageous kinks you can think of and he’ll probably go along with it.

Genji has a fantasy of being gagged under his mask and being objectified by you or by a party of others. He won’t be able to resist as you pull him over to fuck you or to be fucked by a multitude of cocks both real and fake. He can be your entertainment for the evening or just be a foot stool for you, massaging you as you wish.

Zenyatta

SFW

Zenyatta is a very serene individual, and seeing you as his queen doesn’t change that about him. Unlike the others, he doesn’t put you on a pedestal because he knows you’re only human. That said, he does believe that you have a way about things that is just electric, and he does sort of deify you for that. To some extent, it can be argued that he puts you on the same level as his devotion to the Iris.

He will always defer to you for decisions and doesn’t make important announcements or decisions without your consent or your input. That’s how much he values your opinion. He also sometimes will offer his view on things if you ask it of him, becoming your right hand and shield as much as the Shimada brothers are your weapons.

Typically, Zenyatta will refer to you simply as ‘My Queen’, with the occasional ‘Majesty’. When he does address you, he’ll make a tiny bow or he’ll incline his head before talking.

NSFW

While accepting the limitations of his omnic body, Zenyatta is more than happy to let you modify him to a certain extent. He has a port in his crotch so that you can attach different cocks or vibrators. But most of the time he just uses his hands to please you as well as his orbs, vibrating them and heating them.

As omnic bodies are both easier and harder to manipulate than human ones, you have various programmes installed in him and your device that allows you to stimulate his body as you wish. One of Zenyatta’s best memories is writhing on your bed for hours on end as you wring overload after overload out of him. He doesn’t get tired at all so you can keep going for as long as you wish.

He does like being referred to as your concubine, and sometimes dresses up in gauzy fabric to pretend to be one. It amuses you so you let him do it, though sometimes you bind him up in it so that he can’t move, then you ride him until the sun comes up. He doesn’t get to overload from that, by the way, and it almost sends him into a reboot from the frustration.

Satisfied Ch 2 – Hanzo

“My Dragon, come here. We are going to trade.”

Hanzo padded over to where you sat on the sofa and then knelt down in front of you.

“I take my pleasure from serving you, My Empress. I do not need a trade,” he said.

“You mean it, too,” you mused.

“I do,” he said with a firm nod.

Nothing turned you on more than an obedient boy.

“I’m gonna make you mine,” was your growly signal to him to make himself available for your use.

Hanzo lay back and spread his legs. You pounced on him, ripping down his sweats to sit on his dick.

“You may not touch. If can you do that, I’ll have a reward for you. Although, /this/ should be reward enough,” you said, rolling your hips against his lap.

You knew this would be no problem for a disciplined man such as Hanzo. His hands came up once to hover around your hips, but you didn’t even need to remind him before he dropped them back to his sides. You’re so proud of him.

“I love your dick, Hanzo,” you breathed with a lazy smile.

You fell forward to nuzzle and press your cheek against his firm, plush pecs. Rutting your clit against his pubic bone. You glanced up, and Hanzo was staring hard at the ceiling, mentally ordering himself to keep composure.

“Hey, look at me while I’m fucking you,” you told him.

He obeyed, and the sight of your breasts smushed against his chest, and your blissed out expression was too much. His tongue peeked out, and his eyes rolled back. You forgave him for looking away then, because you loved to see him come undone, even a little.

You edged Hanzo until his voice got high enough, and whiny enough, to make you cum from the sound alone. He always had the loveliest blush afterwards when you did that.

You said nothing, just admiring his beautiful, flushed features, and cleaning him gently. He was your toy, and sex toys need to be maintained. You caught him staring at you curiously, but he looked away when you glanced up.

“You wanna know what your reward is, don’t you? Come to the kitchen.”

You took out a large slice of vanilla cake with strawberries on top. Hanzo pulled a chair back for you at the table and bowed.

“No need for that. Take your place at my feet,” you said, pointing near the chair.

“Yes, My Empress.”

You sat on the chair while he knelt in front of your legs, gazing up at you over your knees. You nestled the plate in your lap and sliced a chunk off with a fork.

“I hear this is one of your favourite kind of cake,” you said, feeding him a bite.

Hanzo swallowed before answering.

“Yes, My Empress.”

You slipped another piece into his mouth. He clamped his lips down on the fork, and you slid it out.

“Why is that?”

“I have pleasant memories associated with it.”

The hard lines of Hanzo’s face softened when he tasted the next bite. His eyes no longer focused on you. You fed him the rest of the slice of cake in silence, Hanzo melting forward bit-by-bit.

He napped with a cheek on your knee. You stroked his hair back towards his ponytail while he slept.

“My pet dragon,” you murmured softly.

May I request for the reader using a strapon on Hanzo?

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Decided to do some headcanons 🙂

Hanzo enjoys doggy style waaaaay too much. He likes to posture and present himself to you with his knees spread wide open. He might reach back to pull his cheeks apart to wink his hole at you, or he’ll run a hand along his inner thigh to try and tempt you. When you finally fuck him, he loves the feeling of you on his back and how he can hold you and himself up.

There are a couple of dildos that Hanzo really loves in your collection, with his favourites being your more monstrous/alien dildos. Like the werewolf one that has a knot that you enjoy forcing into him – he can only take it if he’s had a few rounds of fucking and loosening up, but he cums so hard when you fuck him with it. There’s a dragon one with piercings and ridges and a thickness that Hanzo has to hiss and relax to take; it’s a bit of an indulgence for him, since you can’t fuck him too fast with it and he takes a while to cum with it. And then there’s one which is shaped like a tentacle that he only gets when he’s really good. This one digs at his prostate just right no matter whether it goes in or out and he cums so quickly with it.

When you pull his hair while you’re fucking him, he’ll get so noisy. He starts to moan and groan and whisper in Japanese, though sometimes it’s praises and begging, sometimes it’s just senseless mumbling. Kiss his neck and Hanzo will melt, just crumpling down and arch his back so you can hit his prostate.

He hates it when you start to edge him, he’ll get grumpy and pouty and start fucking back on you if you stop. You can pin him down by the neck and pull his hands behind his back so he’ll stop moving, but he’ll continue to grumble until you wrap his collar around his neck and put a gag in his mouth. He’ll slip into subspace so quick then and become the most pliable toy you’ve ever fucked.

For a treat, you can lock him into a set of stocks – either traditional ones that just lock his neck and wrists, or ones that have him suspended above with ground with just his ass hanging out for you to fuck. Hanzo gets really into role play if you do this, spitting and hissing that the Shimada will come after you if you touch him. Of course, if you fuck him he’ll just start moaning and whimpering like a whore. When you point it out to him, Hanzo will try his best to shut up but he can’t help but voice everything out once he cums once, twice, maybe even three times. Unlike when you fuck using his cock, your dildo never flags and when you do get tired of fucking him personally, there’s always a machine that can take over for you.

When he’s like this, you can get him to suck and lick just about anything, even another dildo, since he’s so out of it. He does get feral after a while so watch out for his teeth.

Satisfied

“I am here to serve, Mistress.”

You smiled and shook your head.

“You say that because I fuck you.”

“I was trying to make it a little more romantic,” Genji pouted.

You grinned at his adorable pouted lower lip and batted at the bell tied around his neck. It hung on a black ribbon tied in a bow by you. You had placed a matching set of black cat ears on his head, partially taming his spiky, green hair. More bells were glued on the ears. Every time Genji moved, he jingled.

“No, you’re gonna work a bit before I touch you.”

“Are we going to play, like kittens?”

He probably imagined rolling around, kissing and nipping at sensitive skin until he worked you up to getting what he wanted. And he always wanted to be inside you.

“Not quite,” you said, opening a clear plastic package.

Genji leaned forward on his knees, trying to see what you had for him. Assuming it was for him.

You pushed him back with a hand to the chest. “Bad kitty.”

“Cats are not obedient animals,” he countered, nipping your ear before sitting back.

“Naughty!”

You took a smallish, fish-shaped cake out of the package.

“Ah, taiyaki. Of course.”

“Be a good kitty and eat your fish,” you cooed, holding the cake at his mouth level.

He reached for it with a hand, and you smacked it away. “No. Bad kitty.”

You held the cake, and he took large bites, wolfing it down greedily.

“My mistress! You remembered my favourite is chocolate,” he said, licking his lips clean.

“Of course, Kitty.”

You let him half most of it and took the last bite yourself. Genji insisted on licking your lips clean of any remaining traces of chocolate.

“That was fun, Mistress. What do you want to do now?”

Genji cocked his head, the bells tinkling.

“I know what you want,” you purred, palming his partial erection through his pants. So much heat radiated from there.

“I do,” he said, sliding his package up your hand.

“You always do,” you said.

You squeezed his engorging cock, then undid his pants. You pulled the front down enough to reveal one more ribbon tied in a bow around the base of his package. The movement jingled the bell also tied there. Genji instinctively flexed his hips up into your hand, seeking contact.

“I have been a good kitty,” he said, giving you a lazy grin. He was already flushed with the promise of you playing with his dick.

“You’re presumptuous. You just want me to touch you right now.”

“I do,” he whined, tossing his head.

Genji didn’t have a lot of patience, despite being so obedient.

“Alright.”

He was right. He had been good up to now. You climbed onto his lap with enough room left for you to hold his heated shaft comfortably in your hand. You stroked him slowly with a tight enough grip. You rested your forehead to his, taking in his content expression. Like this is where he was born to be right now.

You sped up, and his mouth dropped open to let him pant shamelessly.

You lifted his chin with a loose fist to give him a kiss.

“Why won’t you fuck me?” he asked through his lusty haze.

“Later,” was all you gave him.

“Yes, Mistress.”

As long as you were touching his dick, he was happy. Enough precum had seeped out of his slit for you to spread along his shaft to ease your strokes, letting you go even faster. Genji’s eyes fell closed. His thighs flex, a tell that he was well on his way.

You tugged at one of the ends of the ribbon, and the knot came apart, slipping off his package.

“Go on, then,” you told him, then you hungrily pressed your mouth to his. You buried your fingers firmly into his hair at the back of his head to hold him to you.
It was the closest he was going to get to permission to cum. The muscles on his stomach spasmed with the effort of maintaining the tongue play you initiated while the pleasurable pressure built in his lower belly. Genji was all yours; he knew this, and he did his best to maintain this fact. His body seized, and his mouth went slack. You kissed him through his orgasm, bending his cock back. He spilled his cum all over his shirt, getting none of the mess on you.

You gave him one last heated kiss and backed off to kneel lazily in front of him. You admired your handiwork. His messy green hair. The sticky cum soiling his clothes. His deflated, spent cock. His engorged, red lips. Beautiful.

Could you maybe do a gentle femdom reader with an adorable McCree who is trying his best but can’t quite get the hang of being sub yet?

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Although McCree was the first to bring up the topic of changing up your dynamic in the bedroom, you didn’t really expect him to know what he was getting into. You have always been happy to have a fairly vanilla sex life with him, even though he knows you are more inclined to be the one in charge. Still, you know him well enough that he will struggle to let you lead – it’s just the way he is.

“Hey,” you stroke his hair away from his eyes as you lean over him. “Let’s take a break.”

Jesse almost looks panicked and he shoots up, grabbing your hands as you move away from him. “No!” he clears his throat and kisses you gently. “I want-I want to do this. Let’s try again.”

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