“You’re going to put that inside of you and I’m going to keep the remote–” it’s too long, I’m sorry, but you get which one I was referring too! Sexual-humiliation with naughty Young Genji! Thanks!

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“You’re going to put that inside of you and I’m going to keep the remote and give you pleasure whenever I feel like it. Maybe even tomorrow when you’re having that meeting you’ve been planning for the past week.” Fuck, he loves you so much.

It’s a good thing that the majority of his clan thinks he’s a shameless playboy and hedonist. After all, not only is it true, but it’s the only way he can get away with things like wearing a vibrating butt plug to a meeting with a local drug dealer. For some reason, a few of his enemies think that it’s frightening how he’s so willing to come to a meeting while cum-drunk – something about being fearless and daring and some bullshit that Genji doesn’t quite care to remember.

He sits gingerly and crosses his legs, something that the dealer is grateful for. Those tight pants that the younger Shimada son wears leaves nothing to the imagination, and that’s discounting the wet spot forming on it. 

“Get to the point, quickly now,” Genji drawls and waves his hand, his body twitching every so often. God, this plug is amazing, he thinks with a slightly hazed mind even as he listens to the dealer talk about his bottom line and some protection fee. 

The dealer is twitchy as well, though for an entirely different reason. He sputters and repeats himself while Genji remains ever calm despite the burning of pleasure in his gut and his crotch. The stark difference remains when the dealer is finally dismissed with a careless flick of the wrist, leaving the dealer alone in the room while Genji and his posse of bodyguards exit the building. 

They escort him to his car, leaving him to climb inside shakily on his own. And when the door closes behind him, the ninja rests gingerly on one buttcheek and turns to see you watching him with a mischievous glint in your eye and a remote in your hand. 

“Had a good meeting, my sparrow?” you purr, cranking the dial on the remote higher just as the car lurches forward. He falls onto the plug and arches his back with a high pitched moan when it jabs directly at his prostate. 

“Fuck! Ohfuckohfuckohfuck-” he whimpers and writhes his hips on the leather seats, legs spreading as wide as they can in his tight pants. The wet stain on his crotch grows larger and larger, turning the fabric almost transparent when Genji cums with a startled yelp. He rubs his thighs desperately, trying not to touch his over sensitive cock, trying to ride the crest of his slowly dying orgasm without falling onto the floor. 

“I’ll take that as a yes,” your smile turns diabolic as you gently dab at the spot, pretending to help him clean up. Your sparrow chokes back a loud groan and grips you tight, unfocused eyes trying and failing to clear up.