Idk if you’d wanna write this but. Please think about Dva teasing s76 in public. Putting a little vibe egg on the tip of his dick… or just grabbing his package under the table, or sitting (grinding) on his lap somewhere

“I wanna watch more Disney movies.”

D.Va looks unfazed while the others groan and shake their heads. She merely buries deeper beneath the blanket thrown across her, Jack, and Reinhardt, and pouts.

“I think we should put up a vote,” Genji suggests, sitting on the floor, back rigid – and not fooling anybody that he wasn’t leaning back against his tranquil master floating behind him.

The vote is inconclusive; just as many for the idea as there are against it – until Winston notices that one of them hasn’t thrown up his hand.

“Jack,” he says gently, big paws carefully cleaning his glasses. “What are you voting for?”

The soldier jerks a little, seemingly thrown out of deep thoughts. He blinks slowly, mouth opening, then closing, then frowns.

“What… was the question?”

“You want to watch more Disney movies with me, right?” D.Va interjects before any of the others can, throwing him a wheedling grin and lying her head on his shoulder. “Pleeeaaasssee?”

She looks innocent and sweet; not like she has her fingers on his balls, gripping them tight and unfriendly, sharp fingernails digging through the sweatpants he was wearing.

Sweat springs up along his hairline. He sits very still – like a rabbit in front of the snake.

“I….” he drags the one syllable long, his voice cracking and drawing confused gazes from the others. “That’s… fine by me.”

Some groan in exasperation, other’s just take it in stride.

Nobody sees how D.Va is stroking his cock beneath the blanket for the rest of the movie night; lets his silky member slide between her fingers in some twisted treat where he is never allowed to come.

Maybe some Dva76 that has her sending him nudes during meetings, teasing that poor old man to the point he has to excuse himself.

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you said you were in a dva/76 mood soo dva brings in reaper to fuck her while 76 watches. 76 gets a nice front row seat to the show as she lets reaper fuck her hairy lil pussy. reaper graciously lets 76 clean his cock while dva laughs at how pathetic and desperate he is for her tight cunt”

There was a picture on Soldier: 76′s phone and he hadn’t been able to look away from it for the past five minutes.

He was sitting on his bed in a threadbare tank top and shorts that were tented over an erection he wasn’t going to touch because – because he had been explicitly denied to do so.

Look at my new best friend, the caption on the bottom of the picture read – and then the short message sent right afterwards: He gets to touch. you don’t.

The soldier’s hand was curled tight around the phone; knuckles white and palm sweaty; staring at D.Va sitting on Reaper’s lap, her legs spread wide to accommodate the sheer girth of his thick thighs; his brown cock hard and obscenely big lying in the crease between her candy pink snatch and thigh.

She had taken the picture in a big mirror. He could see Gabriel’s scarred face; the wicked grin ripped into one corner of his mouth even wider with a shit eating smile. He had one big hand hooked beneath D.Va’s armpit, completely covering one of her small, hard tits.

He could hear them in the room right next to his. He could hear her little staccato cries and the occasional, low grunt. He could not hear the slapping of skin but he could imagine it.

His cock was starting to wet through the thin fabric of his shorts and his heart was beating so hard and fast, he was wondering whether he was going to have a stroke.

The phone in his hand buzzed and another picture was shoving the two previous messages up.

D.Va was arching her chest out so far, her small tits had all but vanished – only the swollen tips of her nipples prominent. Gabriel’s arms were around her soft belly, hugging her to him like a primate as he fucked her.

As he fucked her.

His cock was inside that warm little space Jack had been sniffing after for months. It was dark and thick and spread her labia farther apart than he had ever seen her do with any toy. He was balls deep – everything was wet and messy, and Jack wished he was there so he could at least hear the sounds they were bound to make. The wet, nasty sounds of him fucking her… ruining her stingy little snatch with his big cock that curved a little and probably pushed at every good spot from the blissed out look on her face – the shaky quality of the picture as she tried to keep it steady.

Wish you were here? The caption read and he bit his tongue.

His cock was jerking out another little dribble of cum, balls throbbing like a wound. They were full and aching – hadn’t been emptied in two weeks. He couldn’t believe that Gabriel of all people…

God he wanted…

His phone dinged again – this time a simple message without pictures.

Come over.

He scrambles to obey. He bursts out into the hallway, feverish and insane looking, cock bobbing in his shorts, without thinking about running into anybody.

He can’t feel his feet when he stumbles over and palms the controls next to the door – falls in and nearly crashes to his knees. He is still holding his phone like a talisman in a deathgrip. The casing is creaking.

D.Va is still sitting on Gabriel’s lap. His cock is still inside her. They’re sweaty – her face is flushed and as satisfied as Jack has never seen it before. Gabriel’s hand is lazy on her thigh, close to the sticky mess of her hairy, little cunt.

As Jack watches with a feverish laser focus, one broad fingertip slides over and easily thumbs her swollen, plump clit to make her jump and laugh breathlessly.

The motion jostles his softening cock and makes it slide out of her with a meaty, wet thwacking sound. A thick gush of cum accompanies it, dripping down onto the wet, thick cock.

“Right on time,” she sighs. She sits on his lap like a queen. She has her arms up around his neck and squeezes him like he’s a big teddy bear. His eyes are gleaming a hellish red and his grin is widening more and more above the crown of her head.

“We made a mess. Clean us up,” she tells him, wriggles her hips and the toes of her feet.

Jack is drawn closer; kneels down between Gabriel’s thighs and glances up at them before leaning forward and getting to work; tongue eager and greedy as he licks Gabriel’s cock and her messy cunt, his cock rubbing against the scratchy fabric of his threadbare shorts.

When she’s bored of his tongue, she tugs at Gabriel’s curls and mewls for a shower like the spoiled princess she is.

It feels like she has already forgotten about Jack (about his throbbing cock and pounding balls).

He has to pinch the base of his cock so he wouldn’t come right then and there, sitting alone on the floor, listening to the shower getting turned on, having Gabriel’s triumphant, shit-eating grin still fresh in mind.

“Do you wonder how it feels?” D.Va coos, fingers keeping her labia spread; showing off the candy pink of her insides. “Do you dream of fucking me?”

She sounds honestly curious; gentle, eyes big and dark in her face, cheeks flushed. She almost looks cute and innocent. Like a pretty little lady instead of the merciless, loving she-demon she was.

Soldier: 76 can’t take his eyes off the velvety space between her spread legs. The little Miss is shameless – her knees far apart, showing off her everything; from the small, firm tits that feel like hard, little apples when she rubs them against his chest, across the shivering, fatty plane of her belly, down to the cheeky finger rounding her opening again… and again… and again…

He gets dizzy the longer he watches. His cock aches for a taste. He wants to crawl inside her head first and sample the sweetness she has been offering him for months and not allowed him to actually take.

You can only see. Not take. Don’t be a bad boy, now.

“You think about it often, don’t you?” D.Va commiserates. She dips a finger in; shows him how tight she is – her little snatch closing around the single, slim digit and suckling it in. 76 throws his head back and thumps it against the wall so hard he sees stars. It doesn’t help his cock. It feels ridiculously swollen in his fist. Big and proud – a cock anybody would be happy to cram into their little holes.

Anybody but D.Va. Anybody but her.

She just looked and laughed and played him like an instrument.

“You can watch me,” she promises magnanimously. “Come on. Use your toy. I bought it just for you. You can watch me and fuck yourself and it’ll be like the real thing, right? Right??”

He wants to sob because they both know the answer to it. Instead, he breaths deep and ragged and pulls the pink fleshlight towards himself. It is sparkling and girly, and he can almost pretend like it’s the real thing.

Like it’s that hairy little cunt he’s been thirsting after; watching D.Va play with herself, tug at her pubes and pinch her fat clit until there’s her juices drooling out that silky little opening.

He fucks into the fleshlight for her amusement; goes on all fours and lets her watch the flex of his ass and abs when she asks for it with a little laugh and burning cheeks.

He is her play thing. This little lady has him curled around her small, dainty fingers and he can’t help but follow her every tug.

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ovw kink meme art fill from a while back

I don’t think you understand how much I am into older men getting dominated by younger women. I don’t think you understand how *much* I need big tough men to turn into slutty little pets for women.
I don’t… think… you… understand…….