Tag: mccree/lucio

Cyber, how did babyslut virgin!Lúcio end up with his face between Jesse’s legs in the first place anyway :3? Also Gabe and Jesse would just adore how nice Lúcio’s big soft lips feel anywhere them.

I tell you how it came to it:

McCree basically is a big, easygoing slut. The base knows it. His family knows it. We know it.

He has a big dick and goes commando whenever he can fucking get away with it (and sometimes where he can’t) and loves to feel it swing between his legs and the little glances his teammates sneak him.

He loves jerking it with his door not closed, too.

It’s probably a problem but he kind of hadn’t thought something would ever come off it, y’know? People don’t barge into his small cluttered rooms too often anyway.

So of course Lúcio sticks his head in when Jesse is good and ready to shoot his load, shirt shoved up haphazard, leaving his belly naked because he’s too lazy to do laundry if he gets anything dirty.

And Jesse never actually catches what the kid wanted to tell him (it was asking him whether he wanted some ice cream – bless his lil soul) because he never asked to begin with. Just sat there at his desk with his big, meaty cock in fist and blinked owlishly up at Lúcio who, in turn, just stared.

And maybe you could say that Jesse McCree is a little flattered when Lúcio whispers “Wow” with this absolute awe in his voice as he slips into the room and pushes the door close behind him.

“You like it, partner? Wanna watch up close?” Jesse grins, dragging his hand down to expose the wet head to the cool air of the room and Lúcio’s excited brown eyes.

Lúcio might be a virgin but he was definitely not shy. All enthusiastic smiles and cute dimples as he comes closer and snuggles down on his knees between McCree’s thighs.

It’s basically how McCree ends up taking the pictures of Lúcio carefully, clumsily mouthing at the fat head, pretty pink tongue lapping at the salty fluid.

Also imagine Lucio so. Determined. To deepthroat even the biggest dicks, even if he just touched the first dick that wasn’t his own a week ago. Reaper and Jesse have to work so damn hard to help him take it more slow. Maybe divert his attention to like Hanzo or someone else with a smaller dick to start out with.

(oh god those two assholes so would throw the others in front of the bus. ahahaha)

“C-c’mon, sweetheart. Not…you’re too fast, you’re gonna hurt yourself.”

McCree is sweating bullets and his spurs jingle as he moves his feet restlessly; scuffs his boots against the wall because Lùcio might not be the best at sucking cock yet, but he was definitely enthusiastic about it.

McCree choked on a groan when the kid pushed forward yet again, only to choke the second the sticky head lightly touches his uvula. Jesse can’t get those soft, wet sounds out of his head. He’s hearing them at night, when he’s half asleep and rubbing an idle hand against his dick. 

“Sh… shoot,” he hisses, one hand against Lùcio’s forehead, pushing the kid away. There’s a thick string of saliva connecting the head of his dick to Lùcio’s tongue and the sight makes him honest-to-goodness whimper. The kid is going to be the death of him.

“Easy now,” he drawls, thumb and forefinger circling the base of his cock. Lùcio is grinning and rubbing the back of his hand across his mouth. He is flushed dark but doesn’t look self-conscious. Just eager.

Always so fucking eager.

Jesse needs to catch a breath and just rubs the tip against Lùcio’s soft goatee. At least he was sitting back on his haunches and let him rest for a while; big brown eyes looking up, patiently letting McCree smear his dick all over his face and looking like he loved every second of it.

Fuck, but the little whore was in love with dick.

“You need to calm down a little, sweetheart,” he mumbles, thumb rubbing across Lùcio’s bottom lip. “I ain’t gonna run away. Not when you’re makin’ love to my cock so sweet.”

Lùcio grins, eyes scrunching up in the motion. He was bouncing a little on his knees and McCree could feel his own start aching just from watching. God, but he was getting old.

“Take your time, alright? Don’t wanna hurt yourself, now…” And, when he carefully let Lùcio forward to mouth at the very tip, mumbled into his scruffy beard, “Reyes ‘s gonna kill me if ya hurt yourself.”