McCree/Genji – happy sex; robopuss; slutty!Genji – Genji needs cock cock cock and Jesse is exhausted.

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“Jesse… pleeeaaase?” Genji is on his shoulders, one hand thrust between his thighs, holding his pretty synthetic cunt spread with two fingers so Jesse can not only see the wicked neon green glow of his insides but also the creamy loads he’s pumped into him already.

Jesse groans, slumped in the chair he’s dragged himself into. He grabs his hat from the desk and puts it on his face just so he doesn’t have to look at Genji’s flushed face and glassy, needy eyes.

“Y’ can’t be serious,” he breathes into the dark space of his hat. His cock feels chafed already. He can’t remember a time he’s had so much sex, and his dick is not happy about it. Genji is a little fiend with that gorgeous cunt of his, and Jesse does not know how to satisfy that itch he’s been whining about.

He’s not wildly out of shape, but Genji has stamina that’s from another planet.

He has his thighs spread wide, giving his cock as much room as it needs.

“Jesse…” Jesse jerks. The voice had sounded much closer than just moments before. He presses his hat closer to his face.

“Can’t you give me like… a few hours, Genji? Don’t think my poor dick can be used for anything more than pissing right now.”

He feels the whisper of a touch tickling up his thighs, then Genji’s greedy mouth pressing wet kisses all over his soft dick.

He whines, but he can’t help pulling his hat away and glancing down. Genji is looking up at him with pretty, green tinged eyes. He might not have fucked anyone in years, but he still knows all the tricks. He’s an old hand at getting a dick to perk back up again.

Jesse hisses and reaches for him, curling the little ribbon on the back of his helmet around his fist, using it as a handle to guide Genji’s head slowly up and down his cock.

“I’m too old for this shit,” Jesse groans when he feels his dick actually start filling up again. Genji’s eyes crinkle at the corners in amusement.

.o.

Of course Genji gets his way in the end. Jesse has him folded nearly in half, the cyborg’s legs hooked over his elbows to keep him nice and open for long, deep thrusts. There is none of the heat from earlier trysts in it this time; just a nice, slow dicking that has Genji practically purring as his synthetic cunt hugs him and keeps him nice and warm and cushioned.

Genji’s eyes are slitted in satisfaction; cat-like and almost sleepy looking as he gazes up at Jesse’s brick-red face.

“Getting old?” he purrs. He reaches up with one hand, tucking one strand of hair behind Jesse’s ear. Jesse chuffs but does not answer. He’s got a good rhythm going; one that makes him a bit sleepy himself, and he hopes that if he goes just long enough, Genji will fall asleep on his dick and let him rest.

Genji laughs at him but lets him be; stretches and sighs, one hand sliding down to touch himself as Jesse fucks him.

His cunt ripples when he starts cresting; a surefire sign for Jesse to put his back into it, head hanging down and sweat dripping from the tip of his nose as he drives in deeper and stirs the mess of cum and synthetic lube up until it is frothing and creamy and making obscene, wet sounds whenever he drives in deep once more.

“Never would’ve got anythin’ done if we figured this shit out in Blackwatch,” he grunts and Genji laughs weak and shuddering as he comes on Jesse’s cock, fingers just this side of painful as they scratch at his shoulders.