Tag: dva things

DVa has new shoes. They’re cute and small; shiny red pumps that hug her dainty feet and have the most delightful little heels that make satisfactory, ominous sounds when they click against the floor of her room, walking up and down behind the Soldier; watching him intently as he raises his ass higher into the air.

Showing off and submissive.

“Spread your knees wider.”

He complies easily, cheek pressed against the floor, cock swinging heavy and fat between his thighs. Already excited because she let him watch her undress; let him see her small tits and pretty cunt, hidden beneath the curls of her pubes.

“You’re a dirty, old man,” she tells him; and like this she can watch his hole clench, so small and pink between his meager ass cheeks. Usually she would go for it; push a dry, small finger up his ass and tell him how pathetic he is. How she’s going to fuck his cunt until he has to walk bow legged and everybody will know the big, bad Soldier 76 takes it up the ass.

However this time… she is more interested on what lies beneath. His sac big and dusky red; looking ridiculously vulnerable without the hair. She lifts one leg and taps the flat top of her foot against the underside.

She likes the feeling of it; how heavy and warm it is. How it makes him whimper immediately, his thighs shaking.

He’ll open his whole body up for her tortures, but the second there is an unfriendly little hand on his testicles, he curls up like a snail. It is cute, really.

DVa doesn’t prepare him for the sudden, sharp kick she delivers, foot stretched, making sure not to hit him with the hard point of her new shoes. Still, he yelps and folds together immediately, whimpering and pathetic – and her cunt pulses, nipples going tight with excitement.

“Up,” she tells him, voice rough and throaty. Urgent. One of her hands wanders between her thighs, fingers parting the humid tangle of her pubes; touching the slick lips of her pussy. “Up, come on. Show me your balls, perv.”

He whimpers but moves, lifting his ass, back a tantalizing cup. Offering himself.

She thinks if she ordered him to, he would offer her his testicles on the palm of his hand.

She kicks again, and this time he stays where he is, even though he makes a punched out sound of pain. She kicks again. And again.

She is addicted to the fleshy slapping sound; the sight of his balls bouncing ridiculously and swaying under their own girth and heft. His cock is still hard and needy, and she wonders if she could kick him to orgasm.

She pinches her clit, then, knees feeling weak, the points of her tits hurting dully with how hard they are.

“Pathetic old man,” she murmurs, going down in a squat, making sure some cool air hits her hot, swollen pussy. She wants a cock and wonders feverishly if she can hunt down Akande. Climb on his lap and cram his fat dick into her little pussy while knowing that Soldier is hurting and needy, balls swollen from her attentions.

She pulls back an arm and hesitates for only a second before slapping the heavy testicles, watching with delight how they swing for her; listening to Soldier’s strangled sob, the way his body wants to curl into itself again. 

God, she loves this…

“humiliated to the max and probs teary and crying while wetting themselves” — that right there is so much my jam. Any OW ideas for it?

*sits down* *opens up folder*

of course I’m always partial to Hanzo when it’s about humiliation. he’s so proud/full of himself in-game, it just gives me personal satisfaction to imagine him broken and dishonored and enjoying every second of it.

one of my fav fantasies that I do yet have to write is Hanzo getting made to crawl around without his prosthetics. maybe he’s chained in a way that won’t let him get up. maybe he does it on his own free will because he’s a slut for it.

I need him in agony because he’s been holding it in for so long, bladder basically close to bursting, so full his belly is bulging with it a bit. maybe around him are his team mates or some faceless men that he let have agency over his body for a weekend. I need them to taunt him with a bucket in the corner that’s supposed to be his toilet and him being too proud to use it.

I need them to hold him down and keep his stumps spread as someone presses against his bladder.

Or maybe he finally caves in and does it; only that by the time he swallows his pride, they’ve taken the bucket away and he’s made to lift one of his stumps and piss like a dog.

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I’m just really partial to the idea that one character is deathly embarrassed about the whole ordeal. esp being watched debasing themselves. voyeurism is *kisses fingertips*

but as I’ve said with the McCree asks; it’s also good when they are really into it. Get this stupid ahegao faces when they finally get to release the pressure.

McCree def would be one of those; like biting his lip and grinning, probs drooling a bit. Just really into the whole thing. Maybe he planned the whole day to do it; made himself drink a lot of water and forbade himself to use any of the restrooms until he just couldn’t hold it anymore.

It’s especially exciting when he goes onto little stupid errands, low-key hoping he’ll lose control during one of them and just wets himself in a corridor.

He kind of hopes someone will stumble across him.

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what I also like is the thought tho of DVA – and hear me out – FINALLY GIVING SOLDIER THE OPPORTUNITY TO FUCK HER just to sit down on him and let him dick her once, twice, before she suddenly digs her fingernails into his chest and holds him down while she pisses right onto his belly and dick.

Afterwards she’ll get up and stroll away into the bathroom without letting him continue :’)

Prissy kitten Dva prowling along and scratching at whoever she finds until they give her a cock or some fingers to sit on, screwing herself good then moving onto the next one when she’s done heckie yes 👌

heckie yeaaassss. Sitting herself down on big, juicy cocks and riding them slow and deep; but the second they think they can put their paws on her, she’ll bite and scratch and be so so mean.

Even when she noses at their cheeks and breathes against their mouths, flirting for a kiss, she’ll get so mad when they actually give her a peck.

She has no qualms letting them sick with their cocks fit to bursting

10 plus years of self imposed exile and denying himself of anything nice Hanzo is nervous about agreeing to DVa’s spa day after returning from a job. She knows what she’s doing. By the time she gets him to the tub he’s being such a good boy for her. Lets him pick out his bath bomb and rewards him with some titty worshiping for picking the pink sparkly one. He lets her brush and wash his hair, relax under her touch and he gets such a nice reward for being a good soft boy.

ffffaaackkkkk…. big beefy archer boy being all skittish and surlish when she proposes a spa day to him but he’s not struggling when her small hand curls around his thick wrist and pulls him towards the bath. Is being pampered until she basically has to hold his head up so he won’t accidentally drown.

She basically treats herself with the tit worship tbh; rubs her face in his cleavage; mouths at his nipples like a babe; pinching them between her fingers until he makes this high, hurt sound in the back of his throat and his cock starts stirring.

Everything so nice and soft for the big tsundere man. Bet his black hair looks so pretty and glossy when it’s wet and she spent a few long minutes on brushing all the tangles from it.

Hhhh we need more hog wrecking little dva’s body

“NNuh…nn..ngh…?” DVa’s hands are restless and weak, blindly petting along her impossibly spread thighs and down to Roadhog’s massive legs. She tries to stem herself up with a weak, pathetic effort but his large hands around her hips keep her down effortlessly.

He is lodged up deep inside her, every involuntary twitch of his fat cock prompting more unintelligible babble to ooze from her throat. She looks dumbfounded, soft brown eyes wide open, mouth gaping; fucked stupid even though he hasn’t even started dicking her – and didn’t look like he was going to start any time soon.

Hog is comfortably lounging, looking almost sleepy; sitting on a throne with a little cocksleeve warming his dick.

DVa’s labia, plump and rosy, are spread impossibly wide around his girth; her clit a swollen jewel sitting atop.

It is easy for his fat finger to find it; wide tip unerringly nudging against the nub, primed and ready, positively quivering – and DVa cries out, rough and sharp like a bird, small hands flying to his wrist, sharp fingernails digging into the meat; holding on, head dropping forward, chin to chest, staring between her flushed, heaving tits and down her soft, shivering belly to what is happening.

He is motionless, other than his finger; surprisingly gentle, surprisingly agile as it draws slow, careful circles around the tight, swollen skin of her clit – until DVa can feel her heartbeat centered in that one spot; quick and fluttering and making her feel nearly nauseous.

She is grunting; low animalistic sounds as she is held immobile atop him and can only witness him playing with her – finger lifting, then falling down with measured ease; tapping calculated and just this side of hard atop her swollen clit.

DVa jerks, gurgles, nipples going tight and painful. She claws at his arm but he doesn’t react; like he isn’t feeling the dark red marks springing up along his flesh.

He keeps at it, slow, torturous, circling, nudging, tapping, stringing DVa higher and higher, her cunt spread so wide around his cock, lodged deep, skirting – flirting – with the dull, deep pain that is the wide tip of his cock pushing against her uterus. It feels like he is just scant millimeters away from it; from kissing up to it and making her hurt and tingle, and she can’t decide where to focus on.

Something is building inside her body. It is tingling in her toes and the tips of her fingers and the painfully swollen peaks of her nipples. Her cunt and belly feel so full she is certain she should look pregnant with his cock. Her bladder feels fit to bursting.

Hog keeps nudging her clit, rubbing it, plucking it – and suddenly she isn’t sure she can trust her body any longer.

She gurgles, hips jerking, pushing down that little bit more involuntarily, pain blooming in her belly and bursting behind her eyelids as his fat dick presses in deeper …

And the sensation warps, twists, mixes with his thumb and forefinger, so huge and blunt and rough, delicately squeezing at the fat, plump mound of her clit, and DVa is coming, jerking atop his lap, feeling like her legs would dislodge if his meaty hand wasn’t keeping her safely pressed down –

and DVa watches, dumbfounded, shaking as her cunt sprays, a fine rain squirting out of her forcefully, her body heating up in excited shame – and she almost comes a second time when he hears his deep, wheezing chuckle next to her ear.

cyberrat:

nsfw-sin:

cyberrat:

so… McCree lounging in boxers because it’s hot as hell in the base. falls asleep with his legs spread like the manwhore he is and his dick tip peeking out of the leg hole

guess whos back, back again

Hanzo only swings by the lounge because he’s looking for his brother; Genji and himself had a lot of catching up to do even now, but the man was energetic and flighty as ever. He was checking all the likely places he might find him when he caught sight of something truly breathtaking-even if he would rather feign death than admit it out loud: McCree, chewing on the straw of his iced tea, naked but for a worn pair of boxers, leg bouncing irritably while sweat shined on its hair. From where he stood he could just barely tell that there was something more than a leg bouncing those boxers(almost so thick he mistook it for a brief bulge of muscle for a moment, until recognition set in). Ducking his head, he slipped away before anyone could notice his staring.

One full sweep of the base and still no brother later, Hanzo is feeling irritated. He’ll just make one last peek in the most likely room and then give up if he wasn’t there. Genji could be scolded when he finally stopped by his personal quarters. Grumbling, he makes his way back to the lounge–and nearly trips at the sound of a camera click as he comes back to the sight of his brother crouching on the lounge floor with a cameraphone in hand in front of a conked-out spread-legged McCree. 

Oh fuck. Genji would do that. Ejlakedkd

so I have thought about this and I came to the conclusion that I would like this even better if D.Va were involved. Her sitting on the floor across the table, mouth gaping open a bit, staring at McCree’s tip slip.

When Hanzo strolls in she’s probably in the process of pressing one hand against her hot face and the other one vanishing suspiciously beneath the table while Genji is taking pictures of the big, hairy, lewd cowboy.

If Hanzo hadn’t come in I’m p sure Genji would have talked her into licking McCree’s foreskin clean because I’m also v sure he’s the sloppiest dude when it’s about properly shaking off after taking a piss.

The best thing is tho, he wouldn’t even much bat an eyelash if he woke up in the middle of Genji’s impromptu filming session :’ )