Category: Allgemein

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cyberrat:

I asked @naughtygenji if I could write a little something accompanying their hot comic of Sentaiman and cop!McCree fucking ❤

While Sentai did help… sometimes… he more often than not was a nuisance; interfering with police work and making them look stupid in front of the press and general public with his posing and his thumbs up and his jaunty speeches.

McCree had been tasked with catching him an eternity ago, yet it seemed like for some reason Sentai always slipped his grasp.

“If I suck you off… Would you let me go?” Sentai grins at him, the metal usually hiding his mouth having retracted beneath the gaudy bright green V of head guard. He is drooling already, tongue out and swiping distractingly across the pout of his lips.

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yas yass I love it and thanks it was amazing! 👍🤤❤️❤️❤️ I couldnt stop myself to give you a bit of more~! 

ommmgggg LOOK AT THE WALL HOLY SHIT

a well frequented restroom. I love how lewd Genji is and how happy go lucky T.T

looking at that big holster I think McCree would love to fuck him with his gun as well :’ )

I asked @naughtygenji if I could write a little something accompanying their hot comic of Sentaiman and cop!McCree fucking ❤

While Sentai did help… sometimes… he more often than not was a nuisance; interfering with police work and making them look stupid in front of the press and general public with his posing and his thumbs up and his jaunty speeches.

McCree had been tasked with catching him an eternity ago, yet it seemed like for some reason Sentai always slipped his grasp.

“If I suck you off… Would you let me go?” Sentai grins at him, the metal usually hiding his mouth having retracted beneath the gaudy bright green V of head guard. He is drooling already, tongue out and swiping distractingly across the pout of his lips.

They are flushed and swollen; he’s been at it for a while already; must have thought of something cheeky to say the whole time while getting distracted by McCree’s cock, thick and long and invasive as he tried so very hard to stuff it down his throat.

McCree snorts. He carefully stretches his long legs and leans back against the water tank of the toilet. They are in one of the public restrooms in the park; and it is risky, it’s the middle of the goddamn day, but it is hard to concentrate when Sentai is so very willing to let himself get throat fucked. McCree is guiding his head with one hand; pushes him down until he is gurgling wet and desperate around his cock.

McCree imagines Sentai’s eyes had to be tearing up beneath the mask; his nose running. How he had to be losing all control over his bodily functions.

“Let you go? Never.”

Though he had let him go already. Time and time again after encounters much as this one. It is, as everything with Sentai has always been, a game.

.o.

He fucks him across the toilet. It is dirty and unsanitary, but McCree likes how he can deep dick the superhero like a cheap whore he found on the street.

His black spandex is ripped across the round, generous – fat – cheeks of his ass. Sentai doesn’t only behave like a slut – he dresses like one, too.

McCree has started getting hard just watching interviews with him. Seeing the small codpiece he was wearing, disappearing between his ass cheeks; remembering how ridiculous it looked stretched across the slutty pout of his anus.

He was always swollen and ready these days. Like he prepared himself for McCree’s cock – or maybe he didn’t have the time to heal after each encounter; his rim molded into a perfect glove for the policeman’s fat dick.

Distantly, McCree wonders how Sentai will be able to go around with his spandex suit ripped like it is.

He is fucking him in short bursts, listening to his gurgling groans, the almost pleas to slow down. To gentle down. He likes giving it rough to this man; fuck him until he has to shuffle his feet apart; trying to somehow alleviate the sheer girth spreading him open.

“You’re so deep,” he groans, reaching back, gripping his own ass to spread it wider – inadvertently giving McCree a prime view of his pouting rim, dark red and obscene looking as it his cock slides past it; suckling on his dick and pulling him back in almost desperately.

McCree has never had anybody that is as easy to fuck as Sentai. He is eager to do all the work, hips moving like pistons, working his ass just to make sure McCree would come back time and time again and wouldn’t rob him of the cock that came with him.

Still, McCree likes to play with him.

He roughly grabs one of the sharp points of the V attached to Sentai’s helmet and pulls, hips snapping forward, driving his cock in deep.

“Come on,” he grunts, “Arch a bit more.”

Sentai whines, one hand jerking up halfway as if intending to push McCree’s hand off – and then lowers again. He is wheezing, back arching, knees shivering as they are in an awkward half-bend – everything just to accommodate McCree as much as possible.

His insides are clenching with the new pose as he struggles to maintain it; clinging and soft as the rest of him.

McCree can already feel the orgasm building; clenches his teeth against the feeling, eyebrows lowering – fucking doggedly, almost angrily. He doesn’t want to come yet; he wants to have Sentai on his cock a bit longer; wants to fuck him in a restroom stall across the toilet and hear him gurgle with every sharp thrust because McCree’s cock is as deep as nobody else could ever hope to reach…

He has been wondering about what Sentai might do about the ripped spandex.

He wonders what he’ll do about the ripped spandex covered in ropes of cum.

Sentai grunts when his cock suddenly slips free; he whines high and wobbly but he doesn’t protest the treatment. He would never protest anything McCree does to him; even if it is to jerk off onto the ripped remains of his spandex in broad, thick streaks.

To the contrary: Sentai seems quite thankful for it when he turns around, wobbly, codpiece straining with the erection McCree isn’t doing anything about – and falling around the policeman’s shoulders, offering up his panting mouth for kisses that McCree gives him freely.

As rough as he is while fucking him, McCree can’t help his soft spot for Sentaiman.

“Remember to be a good boy.”

“You know it,” Sentai sighs – almost simpers – and McCree wonders with a smirk what he’ll be like when he’s no longer drunk on getting fucked and realizes the state he’s been left in.

{fic rec} could we get some genyatta? maybe genji fucking zen wet and sloppy then cleaning him up and putting him to bed with him?

robotfvckers:

Genji withdraws with a soft groan, and he can’t help but thrust shallowly twice more before his synthetic cock slips free with a thick, wet sound. The sight of Zenyatta flexing and twisting with even the gentlest roll of his hips forever intoxicates him. Zenyatta moans weakly, faceplate pressed into the pillow, hands bound with silk to the headboard, loose and easy. He could tear the fabric if he wanted, but he doesn’t dream of doing so.

“You’re so beautiful, Zenyatta.” Genji breathes, filled with awe, like he’s seeing Zenyatta spread and leaking for the first time. His master chirps quietly, thighs twitching, valve contracting weakly around nothing, still recalibrating, process slow from the long, thorough treatment he had received.

Genji hums, dark eyes thinned and warm, and traces a finger into the slick mess beneath his master, smearing the mix of white and teal and watching it gleam on his hand. Then he cups Zenyatta’s inner thigh, the omnic sighing but not much else, and Genji dips his head.

“Itadakimasu.” Genji murmurs, and Zenyatta would give him a playful smack if his arms weren’t bound. Instead he gasps as Genji’s searing tongue descends on his valve, already swollen and pulsing from use.

“Genji.” Zenyatta cries, synth hoarse and cracking, hands twisting in the silk. He knows with four percent more force the fabric will tear beneath his servos, so he restrains himself as best he can, though it’s nearly impossible with the way his lover flicks his tongue so perfectly across his glowing, swollen node.

Genji pins Zenyatta’s thighs against the sheets as he suckles his clit, chuckling as Zenyatta twists so very weakly beneath his tongue, too tired to fight, not wanting to struggle, but everything is oversensitive and tight.

“Tired so soon, master? Perhaps you need more training.” Genji whispers between licks, suckling the teal nub before Zenyatta can protest.

“Hnn—cheeky.” Is all he can manage as he feels the telltale signs of his insides drawing tight, low lubricant warnings flickering within his processes. “You have ah-already drained me of my reserves.”

“I would have it all.” Genji says, voice sinking sinfully deep as he grows serious, sucking hard and flicking his tongue against him, kissing between his dripping folds when his master draws close, teasing him.

Zenyatta’s cock jerks, heavy and lazy against his chassis, endlessly interested in Genji’s attentions, leaking even as Genji focuses beneath it where his gleaming, spit-slickened nub resides. The monk chirrups, jerks, twitching against the flickering, capricious tongue, fluttery and weak, so weak.

How he wants to tear the silk, fist his fingers in his lover’s beautiful green hair, grind into that hot, giving mouth until he overloads for the fourth time, and Genji would praise him for it, lap up the rest of his lube reserves with pleasure.

Trapped beneath his lover for hours, low, so low on energy, he can do no such thing, not without falling into sleep mode, though he thinks that is Genji’s plan with how amorously he flicks his tongue, hot swipes sparking along frayed, overburdened sensors.

Slowly, the pleasure builds, crests, Genji’s mouth rhythmic, almost cradling Zenyatta’s lower half, and reality blurs, narrowing to the clench of his fingers, his thighs, his valve spilling over his lover’s synthetic lower lip. He can see Genji like he can feel the warmth of the Iris, without his array, his mouth, coated in teal, sucking, working at him, never tiring, always wanting, and Zenyatta gives and gives and gives, could never deny his student. His love. His sparrow centered in the endless expanse of sky that is his whole world.

Distantly, he feels his orgasm bloom, his whole frame quaking with the intensity of it. His systems crash as Genji whispers endearments against his silicone and chrome, hands stroking, endlessly touching. Zenyatta feels consciousness slip away, warm, loved, so safe in Genji’s embrace.

He delivers his revenge when he wakes to Genji rutting lazily against his thigh, whimpering as Zenyatta’s hand, free against the sheets, wraps teasingly along his cock.

“I believe it is my turn.”

The very special Fic Compilation Vol. 7 is here! Brotherly Love

cyberrat:

Just what makes this issue so very special? Apart from the delicious brother-loving pairings of Shimadas and Tekharthas, not one but two friends were gracious enough to contribute to this naughtiness!

@robotfvckers wrote a gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous bonus story that made me squirm in my seat constantly because the Tekharthas are so good? And there is one special guest that makes it that little bit more delicious??

and

@kirinlust worked for weeks on these mind boggling dirty collages, encapsulating each and every fic (bonus fic as well!) within one page full of naughty fucking and forbidden love.

For once, the compilation will be more expensive than usual with a price at about 8 bucks (depending on your currency). I really want to keep it as cheap as possible, but even at that price it is basically a steal for what you’ll get.

You don’t only get five fics + one long bonus fic, you also get complex artwork with every of those written pieces. (what I want to say is: if you can afford to spend more and want to tip us all for our hard work, maybe consider doing so. we’d all be very grateful.)

Purchase >>here<<.

The fics include:

Genji/Hanzo – Dom/sub; Virgin Kink – Despite Hanzo being the next in line to inherit the family business, Genji can – and will – boss him around to do his bidding. Hanzo is more than willing to indulge his naughty fantasies, even if it is so very embarrassing as showing himself off to some estate guards…

Genji/Hanzo – Age Difference; Virgin Kink – A young Hanzo finds his way into the current timeline and skulks around the base. Genji can’t help but watch his brother; so young and supple and not yet corrupted enough by the elders. He is practically infatuated with this version of Hanzo. He wants him…

Zenyatta/Mondatta – Virgin Kink; DubCon – Between one speech and the next, the two monks go missing: snatched away by two criminals out for some quick bucks. While waiting for authorities to give them what they want, they get bored and inventive… much to the monks’s embarrassed dismay.

Genji/Hanzo – Glory Hole; Sloppy Seconds – Hanzo religiously frequents one special bathroom on base where a warm, greedy hole is to be found more often than not. He has no idea who is on the other side, so obviously starved for dick – but he’ll find out… eventually.

Genji/Hanzo – Age Difference – Hanzo had almost forgotten how insufferable Genji had been at a younger age. A good for nothing playboy that offered his body up to anybody dumb enough to fuck the little harlot. When Genji finally reaches the end of Hanzo’s patience, Hanzo is very determined to show him that he is not going to be one of those tittering idiots Genji is used to playing with…

(BONUS by @robotfvckers) Zenyatta/Mondatta + ? – Dom/sub; Voyeurism – Mondatta has a secret ritual of sneaking out of the monastery and vanishing the whole night. Zenyatta, suspecting what he’s up to and concerned about his brother’s safety, follows along one night. However, suspecting a thing and actually seeing his brother follow a man such as… such as him into a backroom… it shakes Zenyatta to the core. He has to investigate.

Again, you can purchase it >>here<<. If you are as excited to get at it as we are to finally get it out to you, maybe consider dropping a bit more on it. We greatly appreciate it!

@robotfvckers, @kirinlust and I sincerely hope you’ll have a ton of fun with this one. It truly was a labor of love.

I jut had a brilliant shimadcest thought and I immediately wanted to tell you: both boys with nipples pierced and connected to a chain like in your most recent mchanzo thing but both individual chains run though a hoop that keeps them close together. You pull that hoop up making them wince and pant and get closer to each other, cocks rubbing together, humiliating the both of them! I keep thinking of Satya doing this to them but it’s up to you whoever is playing with this two nasty boys

yaaasssssssss… a nice pair of needy sluts. they always wanna be really close to each other, even without the chains on their nips being connected. though that makes it all the more delicious