got inspired by the thicc McCree pic I just reblogged x3

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It has been D.Va’s idea to let Jesse fuck her in her pretty little girl bed, but he has been more than amiable to the suggestion. He liked the smell of her room and the bright colors. He liked her soft bed sheets when he got to plant his ass on them as she kneeled between his legs and worshiped his cock.

She, on the other hand, liked watching him in the mirror above her bed; peeking just above his shoulder, staring with glassy eyes at the broad man, his hairy ass pumping slowly as he fucked her; deep dicked her with his fat cock that made her see stars and had her knees shaking, spread wide around his sturdy hips as they were.

McCree fucked leisurely; there was no rush, his hips moving in an almost mechanical rhythm: driving in deep until the blunt tip was just shy of kissing up to her womb, then slipping back out, slow, smooth, letting her feel the spread of her cunt straining around the sheer girth.

He fucked so deep it made her tear up, sharp, painted fingernails digging into his meaty shoulders, body primed whenever he pushed in once more, just shy of nudging where it would hurt.

“Damn,” he rumbled, voice deep; she could see the muscles in his back working as he pushed up and out of her clutching fingers. “Got some mean little nails on you.”

And still he kept moving, driving in deep, grinding after his cock and rubbing the coarse bush of his pubes against her swollen, pulsing clit – making her toes curl into the bedding and her anus clench with the sparks of pleasure that pulled her muscles tight and sent waves of warmth through her.

He grins down at her, a roguish slash of teeth, and he looks like he wants nothing more than have a cigar clamped between them; smoke while he’s fucking her, making her pussy spread on his fat cock and watch her slowly lose it as her eyes well up with tears and her ‘mean little nails’ stop attacking his shoulders and instead pinch her own nipples until they’re swollen and inflamed looking.

Her gaze twitches up again, watching his big hirsute body working her on her pink little bed.

Jesse hums thoughtfully, following her look, and grinning up at their reflection. “You’re enjoying the show, hm? If you wanna, I can take a picture of you later. So you’ll have something to remember me by when I’m off on a mission. Just gotta pull out your phone and watch how your cunt was gaping after I was done with ya.

But you’ll not forget my cock that soon, hm? No… No you’ll not forget it any time soon.”

He watches her reflection in the mirror as he grabs her beneath the knees and pulls her into his lap, her abdomen curling up, helpless and speared on his cock, cunt pulsing around him, weakly clenching down on the fat girth.

D.Va just whines and nods arms stretched out, clutching at his strong forearms while he keeps fucking her; just nudging softly now that he’s sitting on his heels, driving in until she feels like she’s going to give birth to his goddamn dick, her belly feeling stupidly tender and swollen.

“Good girl.”