Tag: Anonymous

I’ve been thinking about this one for so long: so, deadlock mccree was like the ultimate twink, and I can just imagine the rest of the gang being super into it. Like, making him walk around in his leather chaps with no pants/underwear underneath during downtime. Anyone or two or six could just grab whatever they wanted to, bend him over any surface and pump him full, only to make him walk around stuffed, waiting to get filled again.

I don’t even think they make him do it. I think he does all of that on his own because it’s McCree and he has absolutely zero shame

A thought has just struck me. McCree being cuckolded by Jack and Gabe. Just, like, naked and on his knees, hard little cock leaking into the wild mess of his pubes, being made to lick Gabe open before he gets pushed aside for Jack to fuck him senseless on his massive cock. Being made to lick the come out of Gabe while he and Jack sit their in their afterglow and debate letting the little cuck come.

oooohhh ssshhhiiiiieeet

yes

I bet Jesse would let himself get cuckolded so well???? like he’d have this really earnest facial expression and nod along as they tell him he can’t do jack shit with his big dumb cock, and jerk off so fervently while they do it.

Was it you who wrote the fic where Gabe preferred to nurse Jesse instead of Jack because Jesse was cuter even though he sucked at it. (Pun intended.)

oh dear… that could be, but I’m actually too lazy to look it up if I’m being really honest with you x.x

you might want to have a look at either my lactation tag or my nursing tag (it might be in the nursing tag if the focus was on Jesse sucking tit). just put in ‘nursing’ into my search bar.

The world feels really awful and angry today – please if you’re up for it would you write something sweet and soft with some of the ovw bois/girls? Maybe soldier 76 or gabe or zarya just getting petted and jerked off sooooo slow and good, praised the whole time? Maybe with tears and overstimulation. Only if you want. 😘

“Look at you,” Reinhardt murmurs, finger beneath Zarya’s chin, tilting her head up and around so he can look at her flushed profile, sweat glinting along her hairline, eyes heavy lidded and needy. “You’re beautiful. Can you give me one more?”

His other hand is between her trembling thighs, huge palm gently cupping her swollen cunt. She had been unwilling to let him touch her after her last orgasm, everything over sensitive and tingling, but by now the feeling has dulled into a gentle buzz and she has led his hand back where she needed it most.

“Yes,” she rasps, voice husky and deep, nipples tight and fat; waiting for a greedy mouth. “Yes, please. One more.”

He hums and moves, fingers spreading her puffy labia, sliding through the silky folds that they had been hiding up to the fat clit which he circles slowly, leisurely – there’s no rush here, they have all the time in the world.

She touches her own tits while he plays with her cunt, squeezing, cupping, playing with them before she pinches the swollen tips slow and with mounting pressure.

“Beautiful,” Reinhardt murmurs again, tapping gently against her clit to make her bow away from him, a guttural groan slipping from her throat. “Atemberaubend.”