I’m not sure if anyone has seen pornos of Czech gloryholes/brothels (I think it’s called Czech Fantasy?) but imagine that with the Overwatch boys and girls in different areas.
Wouldn’t it be fun to turn them out to ‘pasture’, so to speak? Helping them wriggle into their designated holes with their names lovingly carved into plaques above their stations. Helping them slip into the restraints that hold their legs wide open.
Some days you get creative and have your boys and girls wear their everyday clothes when they get locked in place. Some are wary, some are excited, but most are confused. At least until you start ripping the seats of their pants apart and pinning the girls’ panties to the side for easy access. Those who wear skirts get to keep them, letting the fabric hide their pussies teasingly. It makes them moan and groan lewdly – the feeling of your knife sliding through the fabric and the ghosting of your fingers as you test your ‘merchandise’.
Before you even open the brothel for business, you have all your men and women moaning in pleasure and ecstasy both with copious use of your trusty vibrator and your fingers. Some greedy ones, like Genji and Tracer, cum on your fingers and slump in their stations, wet and ready for customers to enjoy.
Others, like Reaper and Soldier 76, remain tight and dry. At least, up until you help open them up with Reinhardt’s help. The older man is set to blowjob duty today, among some others, and so is available to help use his huge cock prepare his fellow sluts for a harsh fucking. Once he’s done, your two oldest slaves are panting and breathless, their now stretched holes winking at you with a literal river of lube dripping from their assholes.
By the time you’re ready to open up, all of them are squirming and ready to be fucked within an inch of their life. And if they aren’t, they take a voluntary dose of your most potent aphrodisiac – one that makes them beg for a cock to fill them and cum inside them until there’s no room for anything else.
Your toys bring you a good amount of money. A good amount of money indeed.
Hell yes I can write something for that. Gimme that Genji butt.
This is probably the best thing you’ve ever bought. Ever. Genji can probably attest to that if he could speak.
For once, the ninja isn’t screaming his lungs out and advertising the fact that he’s getting some pussy. No, because this time, he’s holding your panties between his teeth and trying his hardest not to let go. He has a tiny corner of the fabric pinched between his teeth, which by the way are already soaked with his drool, and you can see that he’s struggling to remember not to let up on the pressure.
Oh, what’s the best thing you’ve ever bought? It’s not the panties, don’t worry. It’s the clear cock stroker that’s attached to your magic wand vibrator. The stroker that’s sliding up and down his cock, the bumps and ridges and little fingers inside it turning the slick slide into something magical. Or torturous, depending on who you’re talking to. The deep hum of the vibrator is the only sound in the room other than your combined breathing, although Genji’s is far more laboured than yours.
A soft murmur escapes him then, the barest movement of his lips alerting you to their utterance. His eyes are rolling gently under his heavily lidded eyes and his teeth worry at the fabric, so much so that it looks like your panties are about to slip through his grip. With an evil grin, you pull the stroker up so it slides up his ultra-sensitive head and then back down, pausing just so it covers the mushroomed head of his cock and nothing else.
That makes Genji tremble and scream through gritted teeth, his whole body shuddering and making a fresh sheen of sweat break out on his tanned skin.
Playfully, you shush him. “Not a sound, Genji, do you understand?” His tear-filled eyes go cross-eyed before he looks at you blankly, lips trembling as he starts to suck on your panties to keep it from falling. “You have to be absolutely quiet or I will want to make you scream even louder.” To emphasise your threat, you bob the stroker up and down his cockhead a couple of times, enough to make him whimper and sob quietly. “My panties are supposed to make you quieter, not louder.”
When you stop, he nods tremulously, wide brown eyes peering up at you. The next few strokes yield nothing but heavy panting. Good. You will see how long that lasts.
An honour system is mentioned briefly here, so if you were wondering, it means when the bottom is in chastity but without the cage. It’s an honour system since nothing is stopping them from masturbating except their own willpower.
“If you’re so insistent, you can entertain yourself while I get my work done,” you roll your eyes and shove him under your desk. The many screens before you call for your attention again and you sigh, crack your knuckles, and get back to work.
Genji grins and nuzzles your knee with his whole face, “Hmph, then I will.” With one hand, he undoes his belt and his pants while he kisses and licks whatever he can reach. He feels like a dirty little secret like this and it turns him on like nothing else, especially when he hears you get back to typing and answering brief calls.
His cock springs free from his pants the moment his fly goes down and he sighs at the relief. Due to travelling with his father and brother, he hasn’t touched you for what feels like forever and he hasn’t been able to touch himself either – damn honour system. And even though you’re not indulging him right now, this is more than enough to get Genji’s arousal raging and dictating his every move.
He rocks his throbbing, leaking cock against your shin with a soft moan. Hissing with pleasure, he closes his mouth around your thigh and starts to suck and lick eagerly when you shush him in order to take another call. The thrill of being caught fuels him and he brings your legs together and hugs them, slipping his cock between your calves and starts fucking them in earnest.
Pants and little whimpers escape his mouth despite his best efforts, just barely audible to you but you narrow your eyes and shove his face into your lap to shut him up. That only spurs your dirty boy on and he shudders, his hips working faster and harder until there’s a dull thud of his clothed hips against your legs.
Luckily for him, you finish the call and lean back, tipping his chin up and tightening your legs. “You’re being too noisy. Keep it down or I’ll have to gag you.”
Genji moans and licks his lips seductively, “Promise?” His strong arms tighten around your knees and he fucks you harder, the feeling that he’s nothing but a needy slave going to his head and making everything so fuzzy. Still fully clothed with his cock out, fucking the space between your calves while you ignore him, shit – he’s making a mess of your legs with the way he’s leaking all over the place.
Tutting at him, you cover his mouth and look down imperiously over your nose. “Strip, boy. If you manage to last the hour, you’ll get a reward.”
Oh boy, a reward! Genji knows exactly the kinds of rewards that could be in store and so he eagerly strips until he’s down to his bare skin. Piling them in a corner, he goes back to fucking your legs and mouthing at your skin again.
“Good boy. Now keep your mouth busy and let me work.”
Genji would reply, but he’s too busy rocking his cock against your silken skin and worshipping your legs with his sinuous mouth and tongue.
Genji rouses from his ‘meditation’ and rolls his head around to look at you upside down. “Hmmmm?” A gag, blindfold, and collar are tossed onto his chest and he looks at them with a raised brow. “What’s this for?”
From the other room, you yell at him to just put it on since you have your hands full. The ninja obliges, gnawing on the rubber ball that tastes more like saliva than it does rubber at this point. The collar goes on next after he strips off his crotch guard and all other pieces of his armour that can be removed, and after that the blindfold. It’s soft around his eyes and he lies back with his arms crossed over his chest. Faintly, he hears you rummage around in your office and wonders what exactly you’re doing. But it doesn’t sound like you’re able to find what you’re looking for, so maaaaaybe you won’t mind if he takes a little nap.
When you first bring up the topic of facesitting
to Jesse, he is incredibly excited and wriggles himself down in the bed and
pats his cheeks to invite you so take a seat. As you settle on him, he licks
and sucks you desperately. Moaning and groaning as you grind your hips on his
face.
It’s yours and his favourite way to start
foreplay. He makes you cum once or twice before you move off him and jump on
his dick instead.
Now it’s all well and good to just sit on his
face and let him suckle you into orgasm, but trust me, this whole experience
can be tons better if he’s writhing beneath you. His chest and nipples are
incredibly sensitive, so attaching nipple clamps and tugging on them will make
him tremble between your thighs, his lips forming moans instead of attaching
them to yours. Drip hot wax on his chest and he will squirm wildly beneath you,
whimpering and grasping at your legs in response to the sharp heat. The residual
warmth makes him press his hips back into the mattress, his cock twitching as
your hand clamps down on his throat to regain your seat.
When McCree eats you out, he doesn’t focus on
his own pleasure. Not unless you command it. If you want to give him a modicum
of stimulation, rock hard on his face and fuck his mouth to let his cock
bounce. It’s a sight to see, definitely, and his hips buck in response to the
slight bit of pleasure he derives from the movement. He just groans helplessly,
and does his best to make you cum quickly so you’ll finally touch him.
Hanzo
As someone who used to top in bed before you
came along, Hanzo is surprised when you bring up queening and facesitting. He’s
no stranger to eating you out, certainly, but usually not with you on top. He’s
eager to try though.
When you position yourself above him, he licks
his lips and strips at your command, enjoying the challenge of doing so while
you’re kneeled above him. He eagerly pleasures you as you lower yourself onto
his face, his hands lying on his muscled stomach as he does so.
Hanzo will pleasure himself if you tell him to,
and he strokes himself to the time of his tongue and lips. His nose strokes
your perineum, filling his head with your thick scent and making him dizzy with
lust and desire.
When he’s about to cum, you drop your weight
onto his face carefully, restricting his breathing. Stroking his cock
desperately, he wastes what little breath he has to moan and groan as you brace
your hands on his chest and fondle his nipples. For all that one is constantly
exposed, he’s quite sensitive and it makes him cum faster and harder when you
pull on them as you press down on his face.
Sometimes he lounges around reading a book in
his downtime and you can pounce on him. You drop your panties and gently tilt
his head back from behind him, drawing his attention. He doesn’t fight you,
instead dropping his book and raising his hands to cradle your ass as he
reaches up to lick and suck at your clit. It’s incredibly arousing how much you
bent this man to your will, how he accepts your slick heat so readily even when
caught off guard.
Genji
Now Genji has had his share of kinky adventures
in his youth, and he knows exactly what to do to make it an incredibly
experience for you.
Genji sees facesitting as a way to humiliate him
and at times reverts back to his playboy days to make the humiliation more
effective. He loves it when you taunt him from your superior position above
him, when he can only see the underside of your breasts and your eyes peeking
out from beyond your mound. He can’t say anything, not when every movement of
his lips brings your essence to his tongue. It’s so incredibly distracting that
he begins to love the degrading things that fall from your lips as he pleasures
you. You tease him incessantly from your perch, and he can do nothing but
respond in whimpers and clenching hands.
Using a crop to slap at his thighs and cock
makes him jump beneath you, and he cries out when you twist his nipple cruelly.
Cock and ball torture makes him even more desperate to make you cum, and his
hands reach up to caress and squeeze your ass and thighs. Genji is a bit of an
ass man, and this is evident in his hands always landing on the curve of your
butt whenever given the chance. It’s the only kind of mark he ever leaves on
you, but you don’t mind it so much, particularly when you lift yourself off him
and he’s practically soaked in your juices from nose to clavicle.
Sometimes you strap him into a face harness with
a dildo attached, both for your pleasure and to drive him mad with desperation
and lust. Genji can’t do anything but hold still as you fuck yourself on the
dildo, his eyes fixated on your pussy stretching around the silicone. He wants
to touch you, to put his hands on his cock to relieve his frustration but the
cage his cock is locked in prevents that.
Like this, you can bury your hands into his hair
and press him harder into your pussy, riding his face for all he’s worth. He doesn’t
complain, and instead relaxes so you can move him as you please. He gets off on
the absolute rapture on your face as you cum, and the slick sounds of your
pussy and your dirty moans definitely do it for him too. At times, you don’t
need to touch him in order to get Genji to cum like this.
Reinhardt
You don’t really believe it when Reinhardt says
he’s never had a woman sit on his face before, but nevertheless he is a fast
learner and it becomes his favourite way to prep you for his massive cock. After
all, you are the slickest and most relaxed after two or three orgasms.
That aside, you can tease him with the prospect
of sitting on his face. He sits on the ground, back to the wall, while you
strip before him. Forced to keep his hands on the floor next to him, he can
only watch as you grab his face and gyrate your hips mere inches above his
face. Reinhardt whines pathetically and sticks his tongue out, straining
against your iron grip on his head. He doesn’t get too far though, as you
wrench him back and taunt him with your puffy pussy lips teasingly at his nose.
He slowly becomes addicted to your scent, and if he wasn’t hard before,
Reinhardt is positively throbbing with red hot desire now.
Reinhardt becomes almost obsessed with
facesitting after the first few times, and you start to use it as a reward for
his good behaviour. Did he successfully protect all his teammates during a
mission? You sit on his face. Did he make something other than currywurst for
dinner? You sit on his face. Did he resist orgasming after a week of non-stop
edging? You sit on his face, cum twice, then slide down to sink down on his
huge cock, riding him until you clench tight around him in climax. Then, when
he cums hard in you, his cum filling you up and spilling out of you in a mess
of both your fluids, you climb back up to his face and make him clean up. That he
thanks you in a croaky voice makes you gush even more.
You throw your head back in a laugh, gripping Genji’s metal ones tightly as they slide deep into you. His thumb skilfully positions itself at your clit, rubbing in deep circles as his two fingers search for your g-spot.
The ninja gulps back a moan at your laugh, his own voice caught in his throat as your hand on his cock tightens on the head, squeezing his thoughts out of his head. As he kneels between your thighs, he fidgets in an attempt to distract himself from his pleasure to concentrate on yours. He fights to remember the little bet you made with him, uses it to fight against the urge to rut into your grip like he wants to so badly.
If he gets you off before he does, he gets to cum as many or as little times as he wants for the next week. If he fails, however…You had winked at him and quipped that he wouldn’t like the answer.
He can’t- He can’t afford to lose this one!
Your legs wrap around his waist then, ripping him out of his thoughts and to the present. Likewise, now both your hands are gripping his thick cock and working at it like you know he likes, pumping at the same rate his fingers are slipping in and out of you. “Fuck, your fingers feel so fucking good,” you moan up at him, a cheeky grin spreading across your lips as you moan and sigh at him. Knowing that he loves watching your body react to his; react to the pleasure he gives you.
Genji whimpers, his fingers faltering. Your back is arched up, displaying your breasts in all their glory to him. He eyes the perky tips, the soft mounds, as you writhe under him and fuck yourself on his fingers. Then he soon follows you as you start twist your palms up and down his cock and he starts to jump and accidentally buck into your grip.
He moans, unbidden, and his hips rut uncontrollably into you as he mindlessly chases his pleasure. At least, until he hazily remembers the reason why he can’t cum before you do. Well, one more reason than usual. He forcefully stills his hips, groans at the denial of pleasure as your hands slowly flitter up and down his throbbing cock. Fuuuuck he wants to cum so badly, wants to embrace all the pleasure you’re offering him. But he can’t. He can’t, because he knows the penalty for losing would make him regret ever cumming at all.
So he renews his vigor in fingering you, slides another finger and another until you’re moaning with the stretch and the rubbing of his clever fingers inside you. His thumb diligently rubs your clit, turning desperate as the quickened pace of his fingers make your hand work harder at his cock. As your hand uses the slick dripping from his tip to make the hot slide of your hand nice and slick and sounding so filthy that Genji starts to pant aloud. He whimpers softly, eyes squeezing shut as he tries to jam his orgasm back into a corner.
Unfortunately for him, you know him all too well. After all, his cock is so much more sensitive than your cunt. So much more deliciously sensitive. You slip your fingers beside his into your pussy, gathering as much of your slick as you can. Genji gasps, his jaw dropping and drool leaking unconsciously as he watches your lips stretch around both your fingers. His cock twitches at the sight, then it thickens even more as you take that slick and spread it all over him. The loud smacking sound of your hands handling his cock so blissfully roughly makes Genji cry out in rapture, his body quivering over yours as his hips stutter into your grip.
“Pleasepleaseplease-” he gasps, tears beading at the corner of his eyes as he faces his defeat straight in the face. “Noooooooo!” Genji’s wailing softly, husky voice now smoky velvet as he cries out your name pleadingly. Please don’t make him cum. Please don’t make him lose. Please don’t please don’t please don’t.
His pleas fall on deaf ears as you seize your chance with a wide grin, legs snapping closed around his body and jamming your stuffed pussy against the base of his crotch even as you stroke his cock hard and fast. Genji screams behind gritted teeth as your fingers continuously slips over that special spot on the underside of his head, that one spot that makes fire burn in his veins and his body to double over because of the sheer amount of pleasure.
“Oh no! Oh please don’t, oh please don’t make me cum!” he whimpers at you, his free hand gripping your hip tightly in an attempt to anchor himself. But alas, the sight and sound of you, your hands, your words, it all builds up to be too much and Genji cums with a cry.
“Noooo~!” his mouth hangs open as he sobs, hips finally giving in to rut hard into your hands, cum splattering all over your belly and chest and coating you in his seed. He pants heavily, body hunching over yours as your hands continue to work at his cock. “Oh no, oh please no. Please stop!”
You click your tongue at him, legs like steel vices around him. “You lost, baby. Time for my reward~”
And you’re not going to stop until his mind is completely gone.
Thank you! And sorry this doesn’t have any smut >< I’m thinking of doing a part 2 with the sex though! Might be later since my engine doesn’t seem to want to churn out smut these days. Hope you still enjoy this piece!
October 19 – Harem – Blackwatch Boys
It surprises you sometimes. You know, the realisation of
just how many lovers you have accumulated tends to hit you in the face some
days.
Like when you bump into Genji as you’re trawling the medical
wing for some extra supplies. “Ma’am,” he greets you with that dark, broody
baritone and those sharp reddish-brown eyes. “Will I have the honour of sharing
your bed tonight?”
You tilt your head and let him crowd you into the supply
room, a coy smile on your face. He sees that curl of your lip and removes his
faceplate to press seductive kisses against your jaw. Murmurs what he wishes he
were permitted to do if you ever let him.
A soft laugh and a peck of his lips answers him, but you
reiterate that he’s expected to prepare your quarters to your liking this
evening. It pleases the ninja, so much so that he finally cracks a smile and
kisses you deeply in thanks. He lays one last kiss on your hand before he lets
you depart ahead of him, a rare goofy smile on his ruined features.
Then, when you venture into the now empty firing range to
test out a new mod, Jesse waltzes into the room with a cocky smile. He sidles
up to you, puppy dog eyes already forming, and wheedles at you to let him into
your quarters tonight. “C’mon boss,” he angles himself into the camera’s
blindspot and gets down to one knee. “I’ve been such a good boy, haven’t I?
Haven’t bitten you once the last time you played with me.”
Mmm, maybe your hard work training him is finally kicking
in? Either way, you tease him and say to come by tonight. Even if he doesn’t
get to fuck you, he’ll get to sleep beside you.
It appears to be enough – the chance to earn his way into
your bed a challenge that he relishes. And so Jesse presses a reverent kiss to
your knee, your hand, and then your cheek before he offers to help you test
that new mod. Ah, this is what you treasure most about your cowboy; still so
polite despite the growing erection you spot in his trousers.
After that, you think that the way things are going, you
might run into Gabriel. Unlikely though, since you had no upcoming missions or
reports to file. At least, that’s what you thought until you received an alert
on your pager. Speak of the devil, you grin wryly and make your way to Gabriel’s
office.
Granted, you only meet with Reyes so he can personally hand
you the details of your next assignment, but it’s so rare that you meet with
all three in one day. And as you read through the brief details included in the
front page, you idly wonder if Gabe will ask you the same question as the other
two. Of course, your oldest and longest lover is professional in his demeanour,
his body language and face revealing nothing of your personal relationship with
each other.
It is only when he quips about clocking off and down time
does he crack a lascivious grin and lean in close. “So, do you want me to swing
by tonight?”
You laugh and pat his cheek gently – you knew he couldn’t
resist. He probably didn’t hear about the other two dropping by tonight, but
the days in which you both could hang out were few and far between. “Yeah,” you
nod and glance at the clock before you direct him to peck you on the cheek. As he
does so, you lick at his lips and fondle his cock, “Don’t forget the
strawberries and fudge that we agreed on last time. And don’t get the big ones.”
Gabriel moans under his breath and sways towards you,
emotions glazing his eyes over, “Yeah, the small strawberries and dark choc
fudge, right?”
“That’s right,” you press a soft kiss on his lips as a
reward for remembering. “And the two lads are coming tonight too, so you get to
boss them around.”
He grins at you against your lips, “And how is that any
different from work? You boss me to boss them around.”
A roll of your eyes answers him and you slap at his cheek
lightly, “Be glad I even let you boss someone around. If you’re not careful,
they’ll be the ones bossing you.”
Silence follows your empty threat, then the two of you burst
into giggles at the thought of the broody ninja and coltish cowboy trying to
order Gabe around. Yeah, maybe not, but you’ll have fun tonight anyway.
“See you tonight, my love,” you whisper and drag him in for
one last mind scrambling kiss before you go. Gabe sighs contentedly against
you, his hands and arms wrapping around you to keep you close. Alas, you pull
yourself out of his arms and wink, before turning on your heel to gather some
gear for the task ahead. Gabriel, left standing at his desk, merely smiles
dreamily at your back as you leave.
You laugh quietly to yourself, realising that you now will
have three extremely virile, horny men in your room competing for your
affection and pleasure. Heh, you’re certainly living the dream, aren’t you?
Thank you! Haha crap I almost forgot what a queen kink was. It’s been a while since I last wrote about it 😛 This is a pretty long one so it’s the only new fill for the day.
Hanzo
SFW
Hanzo almost acts like your personal valet/butler/servant/right hand man. He coordinates your household according to your instructions and guards your house like he’s a guard dog. He goes all out to ensure you have the best security possible.
When you guys go out, he makes sure to walk one step behind you and to your left to show his deference, and when people approach you he stops them unless you tell him to let them come closer. At restaurants, you’ll usually ask him what he likes from the menu, though he always gives the same answer every time. After a while you just ask him as a courtesy before ordering for him. If it’s a self-service place, he’ll go get the food and utensils without your prodding, setting them in front of you neatly with precise movements.
He often attaches the honorific ‘-dono’ to your name, which means lord or master. If he feels particularly dramatic that day, he’ll use ‘Denka’, which is used for non-sovereign royalty, similar to Highness. When speaking to others and if you come up in conversation, he’ll attach the suffix ‘no kimi’ to your name, meaning his beloved or his princess.
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Hanzo will never be seen without his collar around the house, though he leaves the leash off because he believes it’s an insult to his willingness to serve.
He’s very restrained; cool and calm when you ask him to serve you sexually. He won’t be chomping at the bit to get to you because he’s better than that, but he’ll convey his enthusiasm through his body language. He’ll lean towards you, have his ears perked and his eyes trained on your feet.
It’s fun to test his restraint when it comes to his orgasms and his pleasure, particularly if you don’t put much emphasis on your orgasms. He’ll go crazy trying to please you and make you cum before he does. Hanzo also has a secret desire to be your cum slave and will be happy to be chained beside your bed so that you can use him whenever you wish. Occasionally he’ll sleep in the little alcove below your bed (which is rather cozy and he sometimes goes in there on his own) or he’ll sleep on a futon on the floor beside your bed.
Genji
SFW
Genji likes to follow you from the shadows and be at your beck and call. He’ll usually skulk around your immediate area and jump to your side if he thinks you need him. Like Hanzo, he’s very restrained when in public and will almost act like a robot so that he puts forth a more menacing aura. Best bodyguard out of the three.
Genji is also very adamant about not meeting your eyes. He’ll lower his head in deference when speaking to you, and will not raise his head or meet your gaze unless you tuck a finger under his chin and pull him up. He does tend to put you on a bit of a pedestal as well, with the way he believes you’re above making mistakes, so you’ll have to pull him back down to earth on that one. It’s partly why he doesn’t look at you in the eyes without prompting; he doesn’t feel like he’s worthy of it.
He likes to attach the suffix ‘-sama’ to your name and uses it all the time. If he feels like he has displeased you or done something wrong, he uses ‘Denka’.
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Genji is very loving and very eager to serve in the bedroom. He’s always on his knees if he can help it, sitting by your side and just waiting for you to let him service you. He does get cheeky every so often, kissing you wherever he can reach if you allow it, licking and sucking until he’s drunk on the scent of your skin.
He has boundless stamina due to his augmentations and his body, and so is incredibly turned on to be used like a fuck toy. He’ll lie there and brace you with his strong arms as you ride him, phone in hand as you scroll through porn; or he’ll mount you from behind and plow you until you’re red and sore. He has pretty good control over his orgasms and can cum as much or as little as you like. This ninja is also pretty kinky so you can throw the most outrageous kinks you can think of and he’ll probably go along with it.
Genji has a fantasy of being gagged under his mask and being objectified by you or by a party of others. He won’t be able to resist as you pull him over to fuck you or to be fucked by a multitude of cocks both real and fake. He can be your entertainment for the evening or just be a foot stool for you, massaging you as you wish.
Zenyatta
SFW
Zenyatta is a very serene individual, and seeing you as his queen doesn’t change that about him. Unlike the others, he doesn’t put you on a pedestal because he knows you’re only human. That said, he does believe that you have a way about things that is just electric, and he does sort of deify you for that. To some extent, it can be argued that he puts you on the same level as his devotion to the Iris.
He will always defer to you for decisions and doesn’t make important announcements or decisions without your consent or your input. That’s how much he values your opinion. He also sometimes will offer his view on things if you ask it of him, becoming your right hand and shield as much as the Shimada brothers are your weapons.
Typically, Zenyatta will refer to you simply as ‘My Queen’, with the occasional ‘Majesty’. When he does address you, he’ll make a tiny bow or he’ll incline his head before talking.
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While accepting the limitations of his omnic body, Zenyatta is more than happy to let you modify him to a certain extent. He has a port in his crotch so that you can attach different cocks or vibrators. But most of the time he just uses his hands to please you as well as his orbs, vibrating them and heating them.
As omnic bodies are both easier and harder to manipulate than human ones, you have various programmes installed in him and your device that allows you to stimulate his body as you wish. One of Zenyatta’s best memories is writhing on your bed for hours on end as you wring overload after overload out of him. He doesn’t get tired at all so you can keep going for as long as you wish.
He does like being referred to as your concubine, and sometimes dresses up in gauzy fabric to pretend to be one. It amuses you so you let him do it, though sometimes you bind him up in it so that he can’t move, then you ride him until the sun comes up. He doesn’t get to overload from that, by the way, and it almost sends him into a reboot from the frustration.
“Shit!” Genji hisses through gritted teeth as you hold him down by the neck, your thick cock spreading him open roughly. “Shiiit~” he’s biting down on the pillow now, hands balled up by his face in a white-knuckled grip. Yet, his hips buck backwards and his spine arches down, tilting himself so the rounded tip scrapes him just right.
You coo at him with a smirk, a lubed finger tracing the twitching ring of muscle that struggles to take the sheer thickness of your favourite cock. “Awww, does it hurt?”
Genji whimpers and shifts, looking up at you from the corner of his watery eye. “Yes.” And then he moans when you push in mercilessly, causing him to tremble in a full-bodied shudder. “But it hurts so goooooood~”
His panting and moaning bring laughter from you. “I would’ve prepared you for this if you’d not been begging for me to fuck you,” you purr and knead his bubble butt in both hands. “But I guess you’re lucky you’re a bit of a pain slut.”
A put-upon grunt escapes him and he widens his thighs so he can rock back against you harder. “A bit?” He sounds like he’s pouting now, albeit muffled by the pillow he’s drooling all over. “You don’t give me enough credit, mistress.”
You roll your eyes and plant a hand on his head so you push his cheek back into the pillow, effectively silencing him. “I think I liked you better when you’re whimpering in pain.”
“As do I,” he manages to smirk at you before it melts into a face of ecstasy, eyes rolled back into his head and mouth agape in a silent scream, as you anchor him by the hips and fuck his tight ass.
You had been staring at the space where Genji was sleeping for ten minutes. Just what made him think it was okay to go from under the bed to /into/ the bed, you didn’t know.
There was just enough light coming in through the window to discern that the vague lines and curves was him, laying on his front with his knee tucked up towards his chest and, somehow, his arms crossed under his person. The side of his face was plastered to the bed just beyond your single pillow.
It was impressive, how he managed to get into your bedcovers without waking you. What did wake you were the small sigh-like snoring he was doing. Like he was dreaming about falling in love every two seconds.
You lay there a while longer, and the commander didn’t come to fetch him this time. You didn’t mind him being in your bed, it’s just that he didn’t ask permission first. Although…he was already there…
Your eyes were falling closed when Genji started awake with a gasp. The blazing circles of his red eyes shined into the darkness in fear. He puffed in panic. He whimpered and curled inward, bringing both knees up.
He hadn’t noticed you were staring at him. Your hand moved over to hover over his side. Knowing Genji, he had a knife hidden somewhere and would cut your arm off for catching him in a vulnerable state.
You let the hand down on onto his side. You felt his side rise with the gasp at your touch. The timing must have been right.
Then silence.
Then came the sobs.
Short, heart-wrenching sobs.
“Come here. Come here,” you whispered, pulling at his body.
“It’s too much,” he sobbed.
He wasn’t able to say anything else. You patted his back, and he tucked his head under your chin, giving you a whiff of his hair, his masculine scent. You put your chin to his head, whispering to him that it would be okay.
“No, it w-won’t!” he protested shakily.
He sniffled, and you went back to patting his back. His crying tapered off, and he fell asleep, sighing into your chest.
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