Uhhh I felt like doing a bit of an AU :p Genji is Reader’s pet cyborg assassin. Also this turned out longer than it was supposed to be (and also not nsfw because that’s a fic and a half) sorry 😡
“Are you disappointed in me?” Genji whispers quietly, face downcast as he kneels before you. He is coated in blood, coagulated flecks of it chipping off of him as he reaches up to shuck his faceplate and helmet. The proud ninja looks cowed before you, shamed eyes locked on your boots instead of your face as he normally does.
You close your eyes at the carnage and move to his shoulder, where you grip him hard to tug him to his feet. “Get up,” you murmur quietly, pulling him away from the carnage and into your waiting drop ship. It’s heavy – the silence between the two of you, only relenting when the doors slam shut behind you and the engines whine as the ship jets the two of you back to your compound.
Genji is mum and doesn’t make an effort to break the silence, instead opting to sprawl against your legs. To bury his head against your belly as though to hide from the world. His ‘breathing’ evens out, soothing you and your own frayed nerves as you consider why he fears your disappointment. But even as you contemplate it, you don’t say a word until you have him safely ensconced in your personal quarters.
“I’m not disappointed in you,” your whispered words make him finally raise his dark eyes to yours, his body pliant as you tug him under the spray of your shower to clean him off. You know he doesn’t like you touching him when he’s still covered in gore, so you turn around to leave him to clean himself.
Much to your surprise, he stops you with a gentle hand on your wrist. The usually snarky assassin has his jaw clenched tight, though his grip remains loose as he pulls you in with him, clothes and all. You resign yourself to your wet clothes and shuck them quickly, while Genji activates the pressure jets that remove most of the blood and bits off of him in the time it takes for you to strip to your skin.
Now bare and wet as he is, you mould yourself to his back and hug him securely. The mobile pieces of his armour shift and press against you harshly, but both you and he ignore it as Genji leans back into you with an empty sigh. It is a while before either of you speak, and this time it’s Genji who cracks first.
“I should not have lost control.” His eyes are mournful as he turns around to look at you. “I should not have- You should have put that chip into me.” He speaks of the one thing that would make him a true cyborg assassin, the perfect tool for any who seek to use it. The one thing that would turn a human into a soulless machine with the press of a button.
You close your eyes mournfully and touch your forehead to his. “And what would that achieve?”
Genji swallows thickly and buries his head into the sodden crown of your head.
“I have no use for a collar that takes away the decision to serve me, to stay loyal to me.” Your words make his lips twitch ever so slightly, and upon seeing it, your own mirror it. “You obey me because you want to.” You kiss his scarred brow, caress the scratched surface of his back and armour. “You better yourself because you want to.” Your kisses descend until they press against his trembling ones. “You work to please me because it pleases you too.”
A soft whimper is muffled against your mouth and you sigh peacefully, feeling his arms circle around you until you’re engulfed in his strong embrace. “That chip is like a choke chain,” you hiss, digging your fingers into his waist until he can feel it through the synthetic flesh. “And I don’t need a choke chain, do I?”
Genji moans gently and pulls away from you with a misty stare and a tremulous, fragile smile on his face. “No,” he breathes, dropping down to his knees before you. “No.”
Your hand travels over his brow and slicks back his hair. “I don’t need that chip. You pulled yourself out of that bloodlust the moment I told you to. That you lost control means nothing to me, only that you obey me no matter the state you’re in.”
A look of understanding and peace falls across your assassin’s scarred, handsome features, and he presses a kiss against your wrist reverently. “By your will,” he moans, his palm covering your other hand as it descends to cup his jaw lovingly, “I am yours. Forever.”
Greetings! I’d like to request 30!Genji so let your imaginations run wild! Thank you!
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