Tag: sub!genji

Swatting the Dragon

Genji hated waiting for the impact of the paddle against his ass. You skimmed the rim of the paddle along a patch of synthetic skin that you hadn’t paddled yet, teasing him for what was to come next. Genji stuck his ass out against the paddle, wanting you to hurry up. He hummed a high-pitched whine.

You stepped closer and reached around his body to grip his cock tightly. You jerked him fast. He stood up on his tip-toes bent backwards, trying to escape the stimulation. Too much, and he would cum.

“No, please!” he begged.

You took your hand away. He relaxed back down, leaning his forehead against the bedpost. Then he looked over his shoulder, giving you shiny, brown puppy eyes.

“Then don’t misbehave.”

You gave him a hard wack in the spot you previously teased. Genji straightened and grunted.

“More, please,” he asked, quietly. Demurely. The difference is night and day when you tie him up compared to his usual, confident self. His wrists bound together and hanging from the top of the post.

“You’ll get more when I decide,” you said.

You caressed him with the edge of the paddle again. He shifted on his feet, still impatient. Half the fun was making him wait between each smack. Making him tremble. Then hitting. Him. As. Hard. As. You. Could.

His pert ass could take it. And if not, it could be repaired.

“AH!” was the lovely sound you heard along with the sharp impact of wood on his firm, rounded butt.

Genji slumped forward to rest his cheek on the bedpost, his thighs shaking. Each hit was a shot to his cock. Throbbing hard and dribbling clear precum. You stepped forward again, flush with his backside. You massaged his poor, stinging skin. Squeezed his cheeks. You lifted his chin with the edge of the paddle. He swallowed.

“More?” you asked.

A silent nod against the paddle.

You teased him in circles with the flat of the paddle this time. “What did you do when I was making coffee on Thursday?”

“I snuck up behind you and scared you.”

Wack! “AH!”

“That’s right.”

“And what did you say when I told you to knock it off…?”

“I said…hah…I said you should work on your ninja skills.”

Whap! “Ngh!”

“And was that wise?” you asked, gently tapping the peak of one of his nicely-rounded cheeks.

“Mmmmmm.” Genji pretended to think about it.

Again, whap!

“The answer is no, Genji." 

"Sorry,” he hissed. His clenched jaw, his bobbing cock. He’s at your mercy. The good boy is holding his orgasm back for you.

“Are you actually sorry?”

You poked the thin edge of the paddle in the cleavage between his cheeks. Genji considered his answer.

“…No,” he settled on.

“Oh.” You jiggled his butt from below with the paddle. “I appreciate the honesty.”

“Do you want to cum?”

He throws his head back and cries, “Yes!”

You give him a surprise wack.

“That was a trick question. You should know that I decide when you cum, not you.”

You unhooked his hands from the post.

“Come here,” you said, leading by his wrists, still bound.

You got onto the bed, pulling Genji on top of you. His cheeks were red and dotted with sweat drops. His eyes hazy. You pulled his wrists further until he had to rest his elbows on either side of your head.

“Kiss me,” you breathed.

Genji immediately pressed his open mouth to yours. Obedience drove his actions, drove his lapping tongue and his pursing lips. Obedience was the key to getting what he wanted.

So when you wrapped your fingers around his cock, Genji fucked your hand, desperate for a release for the pressure building his lower body. You broke the kiss, and his head sagged down. He rapidly panted hot air on your neck.

“Good boy, good boy,” you murmured. You continued to speak encouragement into his ear.

Genji’s pant became low-pitched whines. He leaned forward an inch more and bit into the pillow. His desperation mounted until you spoke the words:

“Be a good boy and cum for me.”

Genji rutted against your hand like a dog against a leg. He arched, ripping the pillow in his teeth. His hips slowed, a thick pool of cum warming your upper stomach.

You had Genji pass you the designated cloth to wipe yourself off. Then you had him lie down to take care of everything else. You cuddled until he fell asleep.

“How was your day, Mistress?” with Genji and a s/o who is really stressed and only wants to be eaten out? Love your writing, I hope you are having a great day!

Thank you, Ma’am! It feels like forever since I wrote smut! So I ended up writing more than the other requests are getting. I needed this. :X

You walked in and then slammed the door. It was by accident. Your irritation had just slipped out, so it irritated you further. You groaned loudly at the door in disgust.

Genji heard your sigh and came to greet you.

“How was your day, Mistress?”

You let it all spill out.

“Terrible! My coworkers were extra idiots. The customers were somehow worse than usual. The boss skipped out early and left us with the angry customers.” You paused to give him big, appreciative eyes. “It’s worth it to come home to you, My Pet.”

“What can I do for you to make it better?”

Better words were never spoken. You stretched your arms out to make grabby hands.

“Carry me to bed.”

Genji knelt down to pull off your shoes for you.

“You’re the best,” you gushed quietly.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, and he stood up with you clinging to him. You rested your cheek on his shoulder.

“I feel better already, just being held by you,” you told him. You lifted your head to regard him. “Give me oral. I want some, but I don’t wanna do any work.”

Genji made it to your bedroom and knelt down again to deposit you gently on the bed. You pulled him in for a brief kiss in appreciation before lying back. He pulled your clothes off your lower body while you tossed your shirt and bra over to the floor to deal with later.

“You’re being so good,” you said. “And quiet. Everything okay?”

“This isn’t exactly a chore to me,” he replied, resting his cheek on your inner thigh.

“Good point. You do love this. Still, you deserve a reward. If you want, you can fuck me after I cum.”

“Yes, please,” he purred, kissing your nub.

He gave it a few more hard kisses. He tilted his head and sucked on your clit. You lounged back, arms spread lazily. Genji sucked and licked gently, lovingly. It was relaxing. Once you decided you needed more, you ordered, “Down.”

You trained him to move to your slit for “down” and back to your clit for “up”.

He took a momentary, hazy glance at your face before pulling your thighs closed around his head. You squeezed once, because he loved it. Your legs relaxed back open to allow him to get to work, applying his open mouth to the sensitive, slick flesh there and sucking hard.

“Oh, fuck,” you moaned, your hips arching off the bed.

“Hold me down,” you ordered.

Without stopping, he wrapped his arms around your upper thighs from below and held tight. His grip was loose enough to avoid discomfort, but he was stronger than you would ever be. You were able to grind on his face, however, so you grabbed an antenna to press harder. Genji moaned as you rode his face to completion. He stuck his tongue inside you as you came.

“That was good,” you sighed. You patted his helmet. “Good pet.”

Genji hummed a laugh at your teasing. He sat up on his knees.

“Mistress, may I?”

“Of course, Pet. You earned it,” you said, spreading your legs for him.

omg “One wrong move and it’s back into the cage. Am I making myself clear?” would be great with Genji if you’re up for it. He’s been a bad boi and needs to go to the time out box.

😛

Genji did his morning yoga. He stretched his arms above his head. Then he folded forward at the waist, almost putting his nose between his thighs. He made sure to do plenty of downward dogs, wiggling his rear to properly align his feet.

You sipped your coffee, then you put the cup back down, pointedly ignoring his butt pointed in your direction.

Genji tried another forward fold. He peeked between his thighs to check if you were watching.

You were not.

He planted his hands and lifted his lower body into a handstand. He gracefully parted his legs for a handstand split.

“That’s not going to work,” you muttered. You took another sip of your coffee.

“Come onnnnn,” he taunted, sinking into a perfect side split. He hooked his fingers in the square holes in the wire bars of the cage.

You ignored him some more until he rattled the cage wall.

“If you break it, I’m whoring you out to pay for a new one.”

Genji snickered.

“I will whore myself for free. For you.”

“Okay,” you said, putting your coffee aside. “On one condition.”

“Name it.”

“I get two orgasms for your every one,” you said, holding up two fingers.

He nodded. “Consider it done.”

“I’m warning you. One wrong move, and it’s back in the cage,” you warned. “Am I making myself clear?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Could you please do, “You’ve been slacking a lot lately. You need some correction.” For servant genji x master reader? Thank you <3 Btw I absolutely love your stuff and and hope your having a wonderful day :3

😀

You watched Genji scrub the floor on hands and knees. Well, you watched his fantastic ass. Normally, nothing could ruin this for you, the best view every week. Except, you could see where he missed a few spots. And he didn’t get the edges where the floor met the wall. This was unusual for him, and frustrating for you. You didn’t train him just to see him regress. This had been going on for weeks, and it was time to let him know that you were displeased.

“Genji.”

He stopped scrubbing. He hesitated to turn around and look at you. He knew he had done wrong.

“You’ve been slacking a lot lately. Maybe you need some correction.”

He put the scrub brush in the bucket and came to kneel in front of you. He shrank down, trying to act cute to get a lesser punishment.

It wasn’t going to work.

You stooped to his level, taking his chin in your palm, with your thumb and finger on either bare cheek. The scars pressed gently outward into your skin.

“Well? I know you won’t lie to me. Is something wrong?”

He tried to twist his head to look away, but you tightened your grip. Just enough to send the message to get serious.

“Ma’am,” he said quietly.

“Speak up,” you commanded. “What is it?”

“Ma’am,” he said more clearly. “I am in love with you.”

That gave you pause, and joy. You absolutely felt the same. No one made you happier than Genji. Still, that didn’t excuse him from holding this back from you. You held his face more gently, moving your thumb to rest on his lower lip. He pled with his eyes for you to have mercy.

“I love you, too,” you said, and he sagged with relief. You clicked your tongue, and he straightened back up. “I don’t like that you hid this from me for so long. You still don’t trust me completely, do you?”

His lashes fluttered as his gaze flicked down in deference to your mouth. He couldn’t help some of the leftover doubt from hating his body back in Blackwatch. That small gesture was enough assent for you. You took your hand away, and he sagged again, as if you had held his entire weight with just one hand.

“Go get your razor and put on your blindfold,” you said. “Time for me to give you a shave.”

Genji might tremble as he sat at your mercy while you put a blade to his skin. But you were going to prove to him that you weren’t going to hurt him physically. Or emotionally.

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.

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.

“I want you to record yourself masturbating and then you’re going to send it to me so I can decide if it’s good enough to put online. Now don’t disappoint me” with young Genji please!

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“I want you to record yourself masturbating and then you’re going to send it to me so I can decide if it’s good enough to put online. Now don’t disappoint me.” Your text reached his phone hours ago and he’s read it countless times, enough that it’s almost seared into his brain at this point.

Genji has performed for you many a time, often naked, sometimes with another participant, but always with you in the room. Now, he finds himself blushing with shame and…something else as he prostrates himself before the camera, arching his back in that way that he knows you love. With sinuous movements, he slides back to sit on his knees with his fists planted on the bed between his thighs.

“Master,” he whimpers.

The bell on his collar tinkles gently with every move he makes and he blushes hotly at the sound, at how he looks like to any viewer. Submissive, vulnerable, so eager to please and ready to be fucked into oblivion. He turns around and gets on all fours again and sticks out his ass, spreading his cheeks to reveal the jewel studded plug he has embedded in his slutty hole. It glistens with lube, shining in the bright light and drawing attention to his puffy ring. 

“Mmm, master, my plug slides in so easily after you fucked me today,” Genji moans, teasing the sensitive skin with a light touch, feeling the ache from how hard you railed into him not an hour ago. “I wish I could keep myself open for you all the time, plugged up and ready to be used.”

His cock bobs when he slides down to brace his chest on the bed so he can reach back to jerk his cock with one hand and toy with the plug using the other. He gyrates to the deep thrum of the music he has playing in the background, stroking his cock to the beat and showing off how heavy his balls are and how the muscles on his ass and back flex as he starts to build his pleasure.

“Can I use the stroker, Master?” Panting and groaning interrupts him and he squirms, trying to gather his thoughts. “I’ve been such a good kitty, can I please?”

Lube quickly comes into play and so does a clear stroker, the angle of the camera and his body forcing him onto his back so there’s a clear view to his now glistening cock. The jewel of the plug bobs as his ass clenches on it with every stroke of the toy, the bumps and ridges and bristles easily taking him to the edge. Genji’s soft moans thank you and he spreads his legs wide into the air to display all of him. 

“Oh, Master, I wish you could fuck me right now.” His hand is ceaseless in its pumping on his cock and his plug slips out accidentally from how hard he clenches on it. Genji slips it back in and fucks himself with it, whining for your touch and your monster dildo to fill him. “Mmm, you’ve trained me too well, Master. This little plug doesn’t do anything for me now. I want your cock so fucking bad, oh please fuck me!” 

Bracing his legs on the bed, he starts to fuck up into the stroker and onto the plug like a madman, moaning and whimpering and sobbing for your permission to cum. But when it doesn’t, he cries out in frustration and stills his shaking hips forcefully, “Master, please let me cum! I’ll be such a good kitty, I swear. Haven’t I done a good job, Master? Oh please-”

And yet, the camera remains silent and Genji writhes on the bed with denied orgasm. He can’t cum, but he still has to try. He can’t disappoint you after all. 

I’d like to ask whichever sentence from the flirty meme for Genji. I’d like make him feel loved and cared for <3 He has this one tragic voice line in retribution about agreeing to be cybernized so that he could walk again, and I want to shower him with lots of love (°◡°♡) Thank you for your hard work!! ☆ ～('▽^人)

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I chose ‘you know i love to hold your hand, but today you just look too good from behind’. I haven’t heard that voice line yet (although I haven’t had time to play retribution too many times), but damn it just hits you right in the feels. (also i should be doing my work but fuck it, procrastination is the way to go apparently.)

You’re admittedly not a fan of physical contact, so it’s rare that you meet someone else who has the same level of aversion to touch as you do. And goddammit it’s just your luck that you really really want to keep touching that person. 

Genji is that fucking person. Even after he makes his peace with his body and his fate, there’s still that little part of him that shies away from touch – as though he feels like he’d dirty them. It takes months, but he comes to not only allow you to touch him, but he learns to seek you out as well. Zenyatta approves of it, partakes in it himself when he can although on a platonic level.

Of course, you’re far from just platonic touching – trust me it took a long time for you to coax the ninja into it. These days though, you just stick to holding hands, because if you can’t grope his pecs and shoulders, his hand will have to do. Genji humours you most of the time, lacing his fingers into yours and pulling it against his chest to cradle it. Sometimes he brings it up to his face as though to kiss it, forgetting that his mask is still securely fastened to his helmet. He’s squished your knuckles like that a few times, but you let it go once you see his body squirm in embarrassment and apology.

Some days, though…

Some days, you just can’t resist. Like today.

“M-master, what are you doing?” he stiffens up in your grasp, his torso and head swivelling enough so he can look at you over his broad shoulder. 

You, on the other hand, just grin, catlike, and knead at what is in your hands. “What do you mean, what am I doing?” Come on, Genji, say it!

The ninja clears his throat and his hands drop from where they’ve shot up to his chest. “Why are you groping my ass?” his usually deep voice is squeaky and higher pitched than normal, turning even higher when you angle your hands so your fingers are teasing the seam of his crotch and inner thigh.

You giggle and purr at him, rolling your body and hips against him, rubbing all over him until Genji has to turn and hug you to pin your arms to your waist. “Master,” he narrows his eyes at you through the visor.

Snapping your teeth at him, you pull your arms out of his weak grasp and wrap it around so you can get back to playing with that bubble butt of his. “You know I love to hold your hand, right, kitty?”

You can almost see him roll his eyes, you certainly hear it though. “That’s not my hand, master,” he sighs but arches his back to push those fleshy globes further into your grasp anyway, secretly loving the feel of your expert touch.

“No it’s not,” you grin and kiss the underside of his jaw. “But today you just look too good from behind. I couldn’t resist.” 

Finally deciding to play along, Genji pouts at you and nuzzles your cheek gently to avoid scratching you with the metal mask. “You mean I don’t look good from behind every day, master?”

Your nails dig into his ass and you hear his crystal clear whimper of pleasure. “Cheeky kitty.”