Thought some more about Dean from my original porny story. Baker does not fit him as an occupation tho he still does it as a hobby. I feel like teacher is more suited to him.
Gotta be in charge and pretend he knows what‘s up at all times when really he wants someone to tell him what to do and how to do it and take the reigns in general :‘ )
Oh my goooodddd I hope she does. She is so cute and sweet but I bet her husband (ex-husband? I dont know anything about Deku‘s dad) has trained her so well
Akande loves being massaged with warm oil and generally worshiped. He‘ll be so sweet ❤ big purring cat
“Your scent is driving me crazy, darlin’.” Heat clung to the air like humidity, making it heavy and filling his lungs until it was hard to breathe. Jesse’s mind raced as he tried to form words while his alpha brain could only focus on the smell of omegan need. A ripe omega ready to be bred, though Hanzo hardly looked the part.
He looked content and composed, while he sat quietly reading. “Please, Sugar, you’re killing me, just … just gimme some sugar.”
Hanzo let out a small chuckle as he flipped a page, “You sound ridiculous.”
Jesse paused as he tried to think around the pheromones overwhelming his senses. “Ah, shit … I meant- Sugar gimme some…,” McCree groaned as Hanzo thoughtlessly ran a hand over his neck, simulating his glan and releasing a new wave of heat scent. “Please, Hanzo, babe, I’m dying here. Whatever you want. I’ll do whatever you want, just let me taste you.” His pleading was cut off but the loud snap of Hanzo shutting the book.
“Whatever I want?”
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This was worse. If the heat scent before made it hard to breathe, this new round of scent was drowning him.
Mate. Knot. Breed.
It was a struggle to think around his base alpha needs. But Hanzo the beautiful, clever, (omegaomegaomega) bastard looked as calm as ever. As if he wasn’t filling the room with enough pheromones to bring any alpha to their knees.
As if he wasn’t sitting on McCree’s dick.
McCree tested his restraints again, he knew they won’t give, his own leather belt perfectly suited to keep his hands secured to the headboard, but it helped stop him doing what he really wanted. To thrust up into Hanzo and make him feel it. Make him react.
“Now what do you say, alpha-chan?” Smug asshole.
“Please, Hanzo, babe, sugar, honeysu-” Hanzo tugged on the collar snug around his neck to cut off the rambling, “Use me. However you want.”
“Hm. Good boy.” Hanzo braced himself with his hands flat on Jesse’s chest, lifting up and then slamming back down on his cock.
Brigitte took Lúcio’s rimming virginity. since then he’s hitting her up at odd hours of the day and asking for another fix
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