Tag: genji x reader

Best Seat in the House

Alternate Chapter 2 👀
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“Since when do you think you’re in control?” You put your pointer finger to the forehead of his helm and pushed. Genji hesitated a moment. You let your expression relax into something more serious and sharpened your gaze, and he took his hand away. You hiked an eyebrow, and Genji sat back on his heels. You kept the finger on the shiny metal. “Do you have anything to say?”

Genji’s chest heaved with a breath.

“I wish to have sex with you.”

You raised both eyebrows at him.

“Please. Mistress,” he added.

“I’ll consider it. You’re being good, but I don’t appreciate you switching positions without permission,” you said. Genji’s head dipped. “Hold still.”

You wiggled upward into a sitting position. You circled your arms around to the back of his head, giving him a pseudo-hug. You pressed the release for his faceplates. He caught them for you and placed them aside with light metal taps on the floor. You were greeted with a pair of shining, black eyes and equally blacker eyebrows that twitched together momentarily with the intensity of his gaze. You also spied an eagerness to obey your next order.

“You’re gonna earn your vagina. Lay back down.”

Genji’s eyes never left you as he lay back and wiggled his shoulders to get comfortable. You shed the bottom half of your clothing and threw it all to the floor. You crawled over his body on your knees. Genji encouraged you with hands on the back of your thighs. They slid up to cup your tush, but you smacked his hands away.

You knelt over Genji’s face. Your mound covered part of your view, but Genji’s eyes smiled at you. You inhaled through your nose and your teeth dragged up your bottom lip.

“Open up,” you ordered.

You slowly sat on his mouth. Genji met you with the surface of his tongue to your nub.

“Good boy.”

Genji licked your clit like he was hungrily eating his favourite flavour of ice cream, trying to swallow the sensitive flaps of skin into his warm mouth. Your hips twitched, and you squeaked.

“Don’t stop,” you breathed, just in case he got any ideas otherwise.

His hands came up to hold your lower body to his face, but you couldn’t keep still. Genji’s tongue noisily slurped your nub, sending jolts of pain and pleasure into your pelvis. You took his hands from your body to squeeze.

“Harder!”

He opened his mouth wider and sucked. Genji’s eyebrows met in the centre as he closed his eyes. He pulled pathetic whines from your slack mouth. Your inner thighs clenched, and you twitched into his lips and tongue. Genji sucked and licked, sucked and licked. Your whines grew into shameless moans as you rode his face.

“Such a good boy,” was all you could coherently yell, before going back to moaning into the room.

You squeezed your thighs around his head and cupped the top of his helm with your hands.

You were a hair away from forgetting your original plan.

“Stop, stop,” you cried.

He frowned slightly and froze his mouth against you, confused at what you said. You caught your breath and smirked down at him.

“Don’t you want to finish inside me?”

His eyes snapped open for a moment before he tamped down his excitement. Reasserting the seductive way he gazed only at you.

“Just for you, Babe,” you said, booping his nose.

You took initiative, pushing up on your hands to crawl backwards. Your butt was met with something stiff and wet. You eased yourself down, pushing on his erection with the cleft between your cheeks. You ground down him, and his chest expanded. You swear you saw Genji’s eyes roll back. He had been waiting for this for so long.

“Mistress,” he said quietly.

“Hm?”

You kept grinding, making sure to rub your nub against the thickness of his length.

“Please…Mistress…”

His eyes were obviously rolled back, and his hands clenched repeatedly.

Oh.

“What’s wrong, Honey?” you asked brightly.

Genji groaned, his muscled thighs flexing. His cock twitched against your heat, emptying his hot load between his legs behind you.

You grinned wickedly at him and bite your lip in triumph.

“Beautiful, Baby,” you praised.

You crawled forward to get yours and cum on his face.

spicykimchie:

Meditation (Genji x Reader)

//Hello everyone! This is my first actual post on here, hope you all like it~

You’re sitting on a picnic blanket with Genji in the gardens of his estate, enjoying the spring weather. The sakura trees have just begun to blossom, covering the trees in pale pink flowers and filling the air with a faint floral aroma. You lean into Genji and close your eyes, resting your head between his shoulder and his neck. He wraps his arm around you and pulls you closer, making you smile. You sigh happily. It had taken a long time for him to get this comfortable with you, but it was well worth the wait.

“Genji,” you murmur.

He looks down at you and speaks slowly, “What is it…” he pauses and his eyes dart away from yours as his face reddens. He swallows before continuing, “… Honey?” He chuckles at his embarrassment.

Your heart seems to swell in your chest and you grin at him. Genji is still getting used to using pet names—something he had never used seriously before dating you. You told him he didn’t need to use a pet name if he wasn’t comfortable with it, but he insisted that he wanted to.

You sit upright and face him. “Can you teach me how to meditate?”

His eyes gleam and he smiles sincerely. It was the first time anyone wanted to learn something he now loved to do.

He spends the next few minutes “warming you up” by walking you through light stretches to relax your muscles and showing you a comfortable position to meditate in.

Once the two of you are settled, sitting face-to-face, Genji begins talking you through the meditation process. He tells you to close your eyes and concentrate on your breathing and how the breaths flow in and out of your body.

Genji’s voice is so soothing that you immediately feel relaxed. He keeps guiding you through the meditation and the gaps between his spiels become longer and longer. Eventually he falls silent and you’re left listening to the world around you. Birds chatter. Insects drone in the distance. The sound of flowing water enters your ears and you feel at peace with the world.

A few minutes pass and a light breeze blows through the garden, making the sakura branches sway. You’re pulled out of your concentration by mild curiosity. You open your eyes to peek at Genji.

He’s looking at you lovingly. When you open your eyes, he grins. “Sorry. I couldn’t concentrate… I was so happy,” he said and laughed. “And… You look so pretty when you’re relaxed.”

You blush and snuggle up to him. “You’re so unfair. I thought you were meditating too!”

Genji chuckles and runs his fingers through your hair. “I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you.” He leans down and plants a kiss on your forehead. Before he pulls away, you wrap your arms loosely around his neck and nuzzle his nose. “We should meditate more often,” you say. He grins and kisses your lips.

“Of course… Honey.”

//Shout-out to @freedomaboveallelse for introducing me to OW and the fandom! I am now OW trash hahaha;;;

Best Seat in the House Ch 2

 @watch-your-grammer u asked me to tag u

“What are you waiting for then?”

“Consent, you eager girl,” Genji said, sounding amused and pulling at your pants.

You lifted your hips to help, and he pulled them all the way down. He threw them aside and reached down rub a finger along the damp patch in your underwear. You opened your legs further and shot him a heated look, hoping to speed things up.

Genji then stuck his wet finger in your face, making you squeal, “Gross!” and squirm back. You only had room to move underneath him.

Genji grinned, cat-like, and stole a rough, lingering kiss, leaving your head fuzzy.

He sat back again to let him use both hands to pull your undies off. At the same time, you drew in close to unlock his faceplates and remove them. You left your arms around his neck.

When his face was revealed, it was inches from yours. He closed the distance with his mouth, pushing you back against the sofa. You both opened your mouths immediately to deepen the kiss. He put one hand down to rest his weight on and used the other to stroke himself some more.

Genji moaned, losing himself in the kiss. The plates on his neck vibrated gently beneath your arms. While you could watch and listen to Genji get off all day, he wasn’t inside you yet. You grabbed his length, warm and slick. His own hand automatically let go to help support his weight.

He left your mouth and slipped down to nibble on your neck. He was enjoying himself too much for you to interrupt him, so you guided his erection by touch, although you may have taken some time to rub the tip against your entrance. Genji took over, pushing in until fully sheathed.

“Oh, yes,” you whined breathily.

You let your lips part. You had gone this whole time without that area being touched. Genji slid slowly in and out of you, testing your tightness. Felt like heaven. You couldn’t help your arching back, and he was forced to take his mouth from your neck and pant warm breaths onto your face instead.

“Don’t stop,” you begged.

“I won’t.”

With that, Genji initiated another kiss. You got a split second view of his cute, black eyes before they closed. You took his face in your hands, keeping his lips on yours. Keeping you joined intimately in two places. He sped up, making you whine into his mouth. You powered through your urge to lie limp from the pleasure and wrapped your arm around the back of his neck, clinging to him.

You used your hand to rub your clit anew. It hurt. Too much, too soon, but it was helping. You broke the kiss momentarily to keen pathetically.

Genji slowed. He stopped all the way in, and you squeezed his cock teasingly. He hummed in appreciation and opened his eyes to regard you sleepily.

“I won’t last much longer.”

“You gonna cum in me?”

“Yes,” he said with a lazy half-smirk. That had you excited.

“Go,” you said.

He set a pace that had his lower back tapping gently against the heels of your feet. You grabbed a breast and squeezed, and steadily abused your clit. Genji nosed your jaw to the side to get room to suck on your neck. All the stimulation easily culminated in you cumming around Genji’s cock. Squeezing it, and he let that carry him over the edge.

He whispered, “Yes,” and slowed to another stop to spurt his warmth inside you. You both came down slowly, panting. Genji melted onto you as much as he could without actually resting his weight on you.

“Hey,” you said, putting your palms to his face again.

He perked up to look you in the eye. You noticed the thin coat of sweat and the healthy glow on his face.

“Let’s go take a bath. You can read your book while you’re in there.”

Genji smiled and climbed off you to go run the water.

Best Seat in the House

Genji lay on the couch next to you, his head next to your thigh. He was reading a book. He had told you before that reading actual books reminded him of the Shambali monastary and calmed him. You didn’t understand, and read digital books like everyone else, but whatever made him happy.

You glanced over at him from your cell phone. Your friend had sent you a picture of herself in her new bra. She had nice boobies, but you were in the mood for cyborg ninjas instead.

Genji turned a page.

“Baby, can I interrupt you?”

He tilted his helm back to regard you.

“Of course,” he said.

You put aside your phone and then got up onto your knees. You pushed the book away. He got the hint, closed the book, and let it drop gently to the floor. You crawled forward on your knees onto his head and sat on his covered face.

His hands came up to run his fingers and thumbs along the outside of your thighs.

“What an arousing development,” Genji purred from beneath your face.

“No. Here, please.”

You took his hands and put them on your inner thighs. They glided along your soft, generous flesh.

“Tilt your head back more,” you requested.

Genji was happy to obey, giving you a surface to rub your clit against. You pressed harder than you intended and swore under your breath.

“This is okay?”

“Yes,” Genji replied. “Please continue.”

He took one hand from your thigh. He dipped it between his legs and pressed a button deep in the junction where his thigh met his crotch. Then a hiss, similar to when his face plates come off. The plate covering his dick popped away, and Genji put it aside. He took hold of his cock, stroking it harder and redder. The head quickly became shiny with precum.

“I love it when you sit on my face,” Genji said. He sounded far away, like his lust transported him elsewhere. “You can’t feel it, but I am very hard right now." 

You closed your ankles around his head to get better leverage to grind against his helm. Genji’s hand popped up momentarily to wet his palm with precum. It went back down to stroke more slowly a few times, spreading the natural lubricant all along his shaft.

You couldn’t tear your eyes from Genji getting off on you smothering his helm with your ass and cunt. You fell onto his upper stomach with your hand and rolled your hips faster against his face.

Genji closed an arm around your thighs, locking you to him. Then he slid his heels back to brace his feet and lifted his hips to thrust into his hand. Under his visor, and your sopping cunt, his eyes disappeared under his upper lids. He panted into his mouthguard.

This wasn’t going to carry you all the way, so you leaned back with a hand behind you, spreading your thighs as far as Genji’s hold would allow. With the other hand, you applied as much pressure as you could manage with a few fingers to your clothed nub, stroking furiously side-to-side.

Your thigh muscles clenched and your legs spread against Genji’s arm as you came in your underwear. Genji listened to you whine on top of him.

He took advantage of your post-orgasm sleepy state. Some fancy maneuvering, and Genji had you on your back. He knelt between your thighs, then slowly lowered himself closer. You thought he had cum as well, but his cock hung stiffly over you, the head still straining and red. He hooked his fingers in your pants and started tugging.

"Let me help you with that. Your underwear is dirty now and needs to come off.”

“And I need to get inside you." 

You’re writing is fantastic! How about young genji who has completely stopped his playboy ways after he’s kidnapped his s/o because he’s too busy spoiling them? (bonus if it’s fluffy and nsfw ;) )

watch-your-grammer:

overstalking:

Genji: 

The change had been so sudden that Hanzo and his father could hardly believe that it was really Genji anymore. The youngest Shimada had always been known for being a philanderer, bouncing from partner to partner and spending the family fortune on drink and lovers. It had become a problem for their clan, whispers going around that they couldn’t even control one of their own; how would they hold power when their father passed and there was no one to corral the boy who was bringing shame to their family. 

None of them had noticed the interest he had taken in one of the people in the town. Genji kept leaving early and coming home late but they didn’t know where he went when they found his friends asking where he had run off to. But there were no more people bragging about the night they had with Genji, about how much he had bought them and about how he couldn’t wait to drag them into bed. Because of the quiet, they didn’t ask Genji what he was doing, thinking they would ruin the new calm if it seemed like they were praising it, 

They had no idea that he was so invested in you. Hell, they didn’t even know your name or what you looked like. Genji was head over heels in love with you, had been this way since the day he met you while you had been waiting on his table one night. For some time he went back there again and again, wanting you to be the one to take care of him while he was there and tipping heavily no matter what the service happened to be like that night. It was sweet, you had even purposely worked slowly on his table a couple of times to see how he’d react to you being imperfect. Even then, he was all smiles when you’d stop by and ask him if he wanted a refill on his drink. 

Of course, it was a shock when he had suddenly spirited you away from the life you had known. It’d taken a little getting used to but now you didn’t mind being held up in his room. It was large, with a sitting room in the front and his own bathroom and just about any gaming system you could think of. By some means, Genji had managed to keep his relatives out of the room and only a few, selected servants were chosen to clean there and sworn to secrecy. The best part was that it seemed the Genji wanted nothing more than to put a smile on your face every time he walked through the door. It would be flowers or sweets or toys or clothes, anything you could ever want if you were living out on your own. Genji loved you and you didn’t see a reason not to love him back, no matter how odd the situation was at the moment. 

“My Dove,” he called out sweetly as he walked into the sitting room, Genji could hear that you were in the main part of the bedroom from the sound of the TV bleeding through the door. In his hands was a wrapped box, some little gift he’d gotten because it had reminded him of you. Genji smiled as he entered the room, locking it behind him as he moved to sit down beside you, kissing the top of your head. You’d been laying out on the bed, wearing one of his t-shirts as you propped your head up on your hands to watch the drama on the television. 

“How was your day?” you hummed out as you turned to rest on your side, leaning up to press your lips against his. The smile that bloomed across his face made you laugh a little, wondering how such simple things could make him light up like that. 

Genji set the box down on his lap so one of his hands could go down and rub along your side, squeezing at your hip before he answered, “Much better now that I’m here with you,” he moved the box towards you, looking all too eager to see how you’d react. 

“You’re too cute,” you chirped out, leaning over to kiss him again before you began unwrapping the gift. 

gimme this please, I need me a man like this 👌👌👌👌

Mind if I interject? The tiny box contains an engagement ring, perhaps? May I pretend that’s what you intended?

overwatch-reader-imagines:

“Get in bed,” Genji said while standing there, arms crossed as you glared at him.

“I’m fine,” you said, easing from leg to leg as you considered making a mad dash past him.

Genji ground himself as well, sensing what you were about to. His vents open in anticipation, Genji’s body heating up as he prepared himself. 

His hands whipped out and grabbed your waist, a grunt deep in his stomach as you immediately began to struggle against his grip. Your hands whipped out and managed to grab the post just behind him, Genji sliding a bit on the floor as you wrapped your legs around the post as well to ground yourself against him pulling.

“This is silly,” he grunted, trying to pull you off, “Just let me pamper you.”

“I’m fine,” you began to wiggled your entire body, “The cramps aren’t even that bad.”

“You compared them to getting hit by a truck,” he retorted, his feet resting on the pole as well to lever himself and his legs strained.

A scream began to build in your throat as your limbs began to strain under the pressure, given an advantage by his cyborg body Genji was a lot firmer with his grip.

You had one last plan, hoping that this would work as you let go of the post entirely and the two of you fell to the ground with a clamour.

You felt an ache spread across your side and you knew you had bruised yourself, still forcing your aching body to be stopped by his grip still around your waist.

“Damn,” he gave a hiss of pain as well, Genji seeming to share in your injuries, “Why are you fighting this hard.”

“I’m fine,” you insisted as you crawled forward on your hands and knees, dragging him along against the floor, “I’m not a burden.”

“You’re not,” Genji said, his voice pitching up slightly and you felt his next words stab you in the heart, “I just wanted to be a good boyfriend and take care of you.”

Your fight left you, your hands slipping out to the side as you gave up. You lay there for a few moments as Genji willed himself up, slowly picking you up and tucking you into bed before stiffly walking to get you snack.

Oh? Is this what I should have written for you?

I really liked the idea of a yandere Genji having a voyeur blog dedicated completely to his little sister ❤ The best of all? Her loyal followers don’t even know a thing about what’s really going on, neither does she. They think is all an act or role play between the “couple”~ would you mind sharing a scenario about this with us?

1800areyouslapping:

If only you knew how lovely your followers think you are. All of the beautiful complements, all of the phrase, all of the heart-centric emojis that get left as comments on your photos. Maybe then you wouldn’t feel the need to fuss so much over your appearance, or perhaps you’d fuss more; who knows. 

Genji watches you through a slit in your closet doors, sitting at your vanity with a small displeased frown on your face. Hair going up and then down. Braided and unbraided. Winged eyeliner wiped off of your eye multiple times to be replaced each time with a line that is cleaner and more sharper than the last. 

Genji snaps a photo while you’ve got a bobby pin between your teeth and your hair in your hands. Brows furrowed in concentration, frustrated because a certain piece of hair refuses to cooperate. Not even dressed yet, still clad in your robe. Your shower ran five minutes too long today. You’re going to be late for your lessons at this rate. 

Then he sinks back into your closet, leaning against the wall admiring the picture, thinking up a caption. It’s not long before he’s typing:

“My gorgeous girl’s feeling insecure today. Even with worry lines she’s perfect. Give her some love, yeah?”

And… posted. 

Keep reading

Ello lovely how about this for a request. Genji is a shitty lover he cums in like 5 seconds. Present Genji is even worse. As in READER REGRETS THIS FRIENDLY PAT ON THE BACK.

Heheheheh. >:]

Genji caught himself staring at your ass while you were crouched in front of him. I want that on my face, he thought.

Genji shook his head, surprised at himself. What a lack of discipline.

He continued to silently tail you through supervised training. You did well, hardly needing his help at all. Genji was impressed. Later, he ended up in the same position as before: hidden behind cover with you and very close to your juicy rear.

Within squeezing distance.

Genji tapped his fingers against the inside of his thigh, imagining sliding his erection between your cheeks.

Your shoes scraping against the ground as you turned to him woke Genji from his fantasy.

“I cleared them out. Let’s go.”

“Right!”

You both rose to your feet in unison, and then you led him out of cover and past the incapacitated training bots, riddled with pulsefire holes. The rest of the training for today went as well as it had before. Genji reported as much to Winston, with you present, because he had only good things to say.

The sweet desire between his legs called to him, splitting his attention between giving his report to Winston and the mental image of skimming his fingertips down your soft, naked stomach to toy with what lay below. In his mind, you were cumming on his fingers—because of his fingers—while Winston congratulated you on a job well done. But he wasn’t finished.

“Something has come up that we can’t ignore,” Winston said. Genji blushed beneath his visor at the suggestive phrase, his cock weakly pulsing inside his armour. “Are you up for a little scouting mission, Genji?”

“Of course, Commander.”

“Excellent!” Winston said. “Athena will brief you on the way to the Orca.”

Winston left.

You and Genji were heading part of the way in the same direction, so you walked down the hall in comfortable silence. You were blissfully ignorant of what was running through your companion’s mind.

“Hey, Genji,” you asked. He hummed a questioning noise, not lifting his head to look at you. “Good luck,” you said, clapping him on the back.

Genji jerked to a stop, choking on his breath. You thought you saw his thighs tremble, but wrote it off as a trick of the mind. You put a hand to his bicep.

“You okay?” you asked.

He fought hard not to step away from your touch in extreme embarrassment. He huffed once.

“Yeah,” he said. His answer was forced and overly stiff. “I should get going.”

Genji dashed from your sight so fast that your hair flickered in the wind.