warnings: anal?? rough-ish sex. it’s pretty vanilla!!
Tag: fic rec
“Don’t hold back – I want to hear you” with Zen/Roadhog pretty please?
3 of 5 of the strawpoll prompts
warnings: frottage, valve/cock for zen, slightest domsub, praise
“Do not hold back. I want to hear you.”
Zenyatta wishes, not for the first time, that he was large enough to reach Mako’s face from this position, that he could trace the scars and bone white scruff on his soft chin, brush his thick, messy hair out of his dark eyes. Comfort him as he should be.
As is, he can only offer soft words of praise as he drags his swollen valve along Mako’s cock. It’s large, cut, near purpled at its tip, curving along the bottommost slope of his trembling stomach. Mako’s much too big to fit inside him (and oh, has he tried), but Zenyatta’s nothing if not flexible.
“Have you… done this? Before?” Mutual masturbation? Virginity kink? Mcrey? With reyes being the virgin? :3c
2 of 5 of the strawpoll prompts
warnings: fingering, prostate massage, virginity kink (i read the prompt wrong sorry)
“You ever done this before?”
Gabe averts his eyes at the question.
“Don’t be ridiculous, McCree.”
“Y’know, it’s okay if you haven’t.” Jesse says, fighting his every inclination to smile and tease.
For what it’s worth, Gabe’s good at hiding it. He holds his huge, muscled thighs open with a hand clutched behind each knee like he’s done it hundreds of times before.
>:3c “Has anyone ever gone down on you?” young Mchanzo
1 of 5 of the strawpoll prompts
warnings: analingus, facesitting
“Has anyone ever gone down on you?” His breath, warm with the faint scent of tobacco, ghosts over Hanzo’s cheek.
He should never have let a stranger so close, but this cocky foreigner with his drawl and wide, lopsided smile steals his restraint, makes him feel wild and free for the first time in his life.
“What business is that of yours?” Hanzo bites back, even as Jesse chuckles, brushing his bangs behind the ear that he had so arrogantly whispered into.
He hates the way he has to look up to see Jesse grin, how easy it is for him to look so unabashed and cocky. Like he owns him. Like Hanzo would do anything.
„N-Not there“ with Zen/Gabriel; Zen/Genji; or Zen/Gabriel/Genji?
warnings: light dombsub, reapzenji, edging
“N-Not there… !” Genji whimpers into the pillow, even as he shifts back against the claws teasing between his cheeks.
His voice is raspy, free of the modulated tone of his helmet, armor and plating stripped bare, a feast for hungry eyes and sensors.
“There is no need to feel shy, Genji.”
Care Package – Oricalcon – Overwatch (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]
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“Fuck, Gabe, you call this moisturizing ?” Jack hisses between clenched teeth as Gabriel’s heated hands sweep behind his sensitive knees. Gabriel pushes a wet, sucking kiss into the flushed flesh as he gently rocks his knuckles into the tense muscle and aching joint.
“On a good day, yeah.” He breathes into Jack’s skin, the scent of home mixing with the shower fresh sweat of his partner’s body an intoxicating cocktail to his heightened senses. He crawls up the bed, biting a firm line up the inside of Jack’s toned thighs, chasing the sting with warm, oily palms before settling between Jack’s legs
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Hi I was craving some good good comfort porn so I wrote this. Only a tiny sprinkle of angst, but otherwise its just some good soft smut to start your week off right.
Care Package – Oricalcon – Overwatch (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]
An emergency sketch commission by @kirinlust. Get yours while you can! It’s for a good cause. And because I love them so much, I wrote an accompanying drabble.
warnings: anonymous sex, implied group sex, rough sex
Zenyatta can’t believe he followed the stranger without a word, obeyed when ordered to strip as soon as the door creaked shut behind him.
safe;
just something cute i wanted to write
tags: mchanzo, trans!hanzo, (terms used; cock, cunt, clit), bottom hanzo, vaginal fingering, really fluffy
Jesse winds his hand though dark hair, metal tangling with silk, giving a firm tug while the other slides between Hanzo’s spread thighs.
“Jesse.”
Sharp nails dig into the swell of Jesse’s biceps, hard enough the bite of pain makes him hiss. Hanzo’s face is hidden against the curve of his neck, hips rolling into Jesse’s touch, trying desperately to hold on when really—Jesse wants him to do anything but.
“Easy there, sweetheart,” he whispers, hooking his fingers into the hot, slick channel of Hanzo’s cunt. A pleased huff of breath leaves his lips as Hanzo’s legs squeeze tighter at his hips.
It’s taken months for them to get here. Hanzo hadn’t been too willing to let Jesse see, never mind touch, the cute little cock or soft pink folds hidden beneath his robes. An understandable anxiety Jesse’s been chipping away. Whatever Hanzo needs, he’ll give.
‘Ain’t gonna see you any different, buttercup, I promise.’
All he wants is to make Hanzo feel good. Have him flush cheeked and gripping at his shoulders just like this, crying out as Jesse repeats the motion that drove him to shivers only moments before.
Poor tiny little moth prince, taken away by humans. He’s so cute and makes such wonderful noises when they play with him. They’re so reluctant to put him back in his little jar when he keeps reacting so sweetly to their touches. >:3c
I’m honestly the most predictable fuck alive.
warnings: heat cycles, micro, frottage, voyeurism, dirty talk, kidnapping (but the sex is consensual)
pairings: genyatta, mcyatta, ft. gabe
“Hands off, Jesse.”The voice, deep and rumbling, eases him awake. Zenyatta blinks, fur ruffling as he shifts, but when he settles again, his fur doesn’t.
Zenyatta freezes.
“I ain’t gonna hurt him.”
He feels slow, like he’s trapped in muck, his mind soft like a sip of mead too many. Something huge and warm drags down his chest, carding through his fur, a repetitive, even motion that has him humming.
indulgence
“You think your daddy would still be proud of you, if he knew what you got up to at night?”
McCree’s voice is mean, sharp like the blunt nails that he digs into his fistful of silky black hair, and Hanzo loves it.
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