I chose ‘you know i love to hold your hand, but today you just look too good from behind’. I haven’t heard that voice line yet (although I haven’t had time to play retribution too many times), but damn it just hits you right in the feels. (also i should be doing my work but fuck it, procrastination is the way to go apparently.)
You’re admittedly not a fan of physical contact, so it’s rare that you meet someone else who has the same level of aversion to touch as you do. And goddammit it’s just your luck that you really really want to keep touching that person.
Genji is that fucking person. Even after he makes his peace with his body and his fate, there’s still that little part of him that shies away from touch – as though he feels like he’d dirty them. It takes months, but he comes to not only allow you to touch him, but he learns to seek you out as well. Zenyatta approves of it, partakes in it himself when he can although on a platonic level.
Of course, you’re far from just platonic touching – trust me it took a long time for you to coax the ninja into it. These days though, you just stick to holding hands, because if you can’t grope his pecs and shoulders, his hand will have to do. Genji humours you most of the time, lacing his fingers into yours and pulling it against his chest to cradle it. Sometimes he brings it up to his face as though to kiss it, forgetting that his mask is still securely fastened to his helmet. He’s squished your knuckles like that a few times, but you let it go once you see his body squirm in embarrassment and apology.
Some days, though…
Some days, you just can’t resist. Like today.
“M-master, what are you doing?” he stiffens up in your grasp, his torso and head swivelling enough so he can look at you over his broad shoulder.
You, on the other hand, just grin, catlike, and knead at what is in your hands. “What do you mean, what am I doing?” Come on, Genji, say it!
The ninja clears his throat and his hands drop from where they’ve shot up to his chest. “Why are you groping my ass?” his usually deep voice is squeaky and higher pitched than normal, turning even higher when you angle your hands so your fingers are teasing the seam of his crotch and inner thigh.
You giggle and purr at him, rolling your body and hips against him, rubbing all over him until Genji has to turn and hug you to pin your arms to your waist. “Master,” he narrows his eyes at you through the visor.
Snapping your teeth at him, you pull your arms out of his weak grasp and wrap it around so you can get back to playing with that bubble butt of his. “You know I love to hold your hand, right, kitty?”
You can almost see him roll his eyes, you certainly hear it though. “That’s not my hand, master,” he sighs but arches his back to push those fleshy globes further into your grasp anyway, secretly loving the feel of your expert touch.
“No it’s not,” you grin and kiss the underside of his jaw. “But today you just look too good from behind. I couldn’t resist.”
Finally deciding to play along, Genji pouts at you and nuzzles your cheek gently to avoid scratching you with the metal mask. “You mean I don’t look good from behind every day, master?”
Your nails dig into his ass and you hear his crystal clear whimper of pleasure. “Cheeky kitty.”
I’d like to ask whichever sentence from the flirty meme for Genji. I’d like make him feel loved and cared for <3 He has this one tragic voice line in retribution about agreeing to be cybernized so that he could walk again, and I want to shower him with lots of love (°◡°♡) Thank you for your hard work!! ☆ ～('▽^人)
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