Category: Allgemein

Omg Cyber! Ex-slutty fucked by the castle guards daily Hanzo breaking back into the Shimada castle to honor Genji but ends up getting caught, so he convinces them to let him go by letting them gang bang him like the good old days

goddamn… yes… 

two in his hands, one fucking him from behind, another nudging at his cheeks until he opens his mouth to suckle it in; has to really concentrate to keep everything going; vaguely grunts when the guy fucking him lifts his leg up and to the side for better dicking, simultaneously making him v unbalanced.

I want them to come into his hair and beard and him rasping for more to come because he’s not nearly drunk enough on dick

all the while Genji is in the shadows and just watches, whispering ‘what the fuck…’ behind his visor aödkfjaödkf

hoooly fuck but the noncon breeding fantasy for jesse? please talk more about that i’m in love

I just feel like in normal life Jesse would be hilariously submissive to Gabriel. Like ‘roll on his back and show his belly at any little aggravation’ kind of submissive.

but when he jerks off he thinks about holding Gabriel down and deep dicking him and telling him how he’s gonna breed him up; if he’s ready for it or not. 

in his fantasies he’s v dominant and stronger than Gabriel and likes to imagine his breathless begging and how he fucks back onto his dick despite himself :’ )

makes him flush like a schoolgirl when he sees the real Reyes

Okay second Gencio idea – Lucio’s one of those people who gets super-pumped up with energy during/after sex so before one of his shows he fucks Genji in his dressing room to get all those endorphins flowing, comes inside him but doesn’t finish Genji off. It’s only after the show is over that he comes back and fucks Genji’s still-wet hole to finally let him come.

hnnngh fucking used holes is soooo hot. sloppy seconds is *kisses fingertips* need me some more of that

So. I have some kickass Gencio ideas I’d like to share. See a while ago I saw a vibrator that you can plug into your ipod and it vibrated with the music so Lucio makes his own personal mixtapes for his Genji’s robopuss. All the other agents can hear is Lucio’s cool music from their room but little do they know it’s a cover for Genji’s WAILING as the rhythm fucks him senseless.

oooooooooohhh I like this; esp since I think Lúcio would let himself get distracted by his own music and instead of doing the dirty talk and stuff he’d get all puppy excited while Genji is quietly dying on the vibrations.

I tried writing A/B/O but I’m still bad at it södflkjasdflajfb practice makes perfect and all that jazz… it’s also not quite what I wanted to write in the first place

I wanted there to be a lot more non-con breeding fantasy for Jesse

Jesse had just wanted to… he doesn’t know what he had wanted to. Maybe check up on his boss; just make sure everything was alright. Be a nuisance until he got so deeply under Gabriel’s skin that he got wrestled to the ground again and have all of that heavy, fragrant body pressed to his back.

Something like that. He had forgotten about his vague original plan the moment he had set foot into his boss’ rooms and caught sight of him on his bed; naked and sweating and just on the fine edge between looking fucked out and in unimaginable pain.

“Oh fuck,” Jesse murmured against his palm, hand cupping his mouth, feeling the rough bristles of his beard (the one he started to let purposefully go out of bounds because his team mates were constantly teasing him about trying to look like his idol Reyes).

Reyes was half on his side, one leg pulled up to give himself room to work his fingers into his slick hole, but he didn’t look like an Omega that had a damn good time; he looked like a big, rough, battle hardened warrior that was close to breaking down into tears; eyes open but hazy and dull; belly fluttering in the quick, pumping breaths of an animal in pain.

“Boss?” Jesse asks softly, voice rough and cracking. He takes a wobbling step closer.

.o.

Jesse has a nice cock; long and thick with an ample bush for anybody to get lost in if they wanted to nuzzle into it – but still, it was sleek, and when his boss sees it, he throws his head like an agitated stallion, a fine spray of sweat droplets fanning out from the motion.

He grunts – whimpers – but still struggles up onto his knees, angling his ass up into the air; bowing his back until it looked painful. Offering himself up. Presenting.

His hole is a dark, secret space between his cheeks, beckoning Jesse closer until he can’t help but crawl over him, heart pounding in his chest fast enough to make him nauseous.

He’s only been with an Omega once, and they had been out of heat – and Jesse thinks he has to watch out otherwise Reyes will rip his dick off and use it as a toy until he can prowl down an Alpha that can help him the way he wants.

Jesse noses at the nape of Reyes’ neck and receives a harsh growl as reward. He rears back immediately, chastised; cock nudging against the dripping, feverishly hot hole. Sinking into Reyes is like fucking into liquid iron; he almost thinks it must have to hurt; that he should be howling, but all he does is grunt way back in his throat, lifting onto the balls of his feet – really climbing up onto Reyes’ ass to breed him like a dog on the sidewalk-

Breed.

Jesse’s mind stumbles across the word, trips him up enough that he forgets to fuck for a second, until Reyes yowls beneath him, his whole body shivering in the throes of his passion-pain.

Jesse’s brow furrows, his hips going loose and warm; starting up a shallow rhythm that is designed not to leave Reyes’ body for more than a couple inches.

The Omega seems happy with it; almost purrs, stretching, the stone-hard clench of his belly softening ever so slightly beneath Jesse’s pawing, sweating hand.

Breeding. He’s going to breed Reyes. Nevermind that it is not possible; that both of them are on contraception – he’s going to breed his Omega commander up; get him fat with his young so everybody can see.

He’s gonna fuck him deep and good until he can deposit his cream right where it’s needed; where Reyes’ body can start working with it.

He doesn’t word any of those thoughts; head still carefully held to the side, not trying to flirt out a bite again. 

He’s helplessly submissive to the Omega, but a Beta can still dream…