oh my god… considering the thing never happened where Reaper stepped on Winston’s glasses and pissed him off eternally, I can only imagine that Reaper will have a field day going after Winston’s dick.
Winston is a good boy, and super bumbly so he would stutter the whole time through but not have it in him to tell Reaper no. Especially when he has him sitting on his cock, those massive thighs spread around his wide hips. He’s probably nervously feeling them up, staring at them and going so beet red as he imagines them around his head.
They’re so thick and muscular, Reaper could probably crush his skull like a grape.
Whenever Winston so much as squirms, Reaper will tighten his claws that he has on his hairy chest; just a reminder that all he has to do is keep nice and still while Gabriel takes his big, fat dick and keeps it snug and warm in his guts.
(What he really needs, though, is Winston’s primal rage getting triggered and him deep dicking him with a mating press. Reaper may or may not be already in the talks with Moira to give him a concoction for that.)
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