#callmesherly

WE HAVE AN NC-17 ONE FOLKS! 

This one is called ‘…the sex pollen one okay it was inevitable’, which should tell you everything you need to know lol. you’d think I couldn’t bring my favorite trope (…which would be sex pollen + established relationship b/c I’m weird) into this fandom but consider this: the medical nano-mumble-clarke’s third law-mumble technology in the overwatch universe clearly accelerates the healing process and can sharpen the senses… who’s to say it doesn’t ~*invigorate*~ other things from time to time??!?! okay that’s it I gave us all the flimsy sci-fi alibi who’s ready to join me in writing some excellent marathon sex stories 

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“The two of you seem to have received a slight overdose of the biotic healing agent. It’s not dangerous and will pass quickly enough, but there are some common side effects including dry mouth, elevated heart rate, nausea, light headaches, boosted or otherwise changed libido, dizziness — ”  

“Uh,” Jesse said, blinking sweat from his eyes, “what… what was that one again?”

Angela gazed dispassionately at him over her clipboard. “Hm?”

“The… libido thing?”

“Ah, yes. The nanites enhance the body’s own natural processes to aid the healing. Some people find that extends to a temporarily changed… sometimes heightened… sex drive.”

She looked at him with her stone cold doctor eyes and he knew that she would never let him forget this. She knew that he knew that if he ever pissed her off ever again she would have this in her back pocket and she would throw it down on the table with nary a shred of mercy.

“Some people report little to no refractory period for up to three days,” she added, because there were probably only so many (embarrassing medical procedure) a person could perform before something turned permanently dark and twisted inside them.

(Thank you ;___;) This one is called… ‘Phone Stuff’, because I’m lame and will have to spend some agonizing hours coming up with something better before posting it to ao3 when it’s done ha ha. It’s basically just some young McHanzo fleshing out how they kept in contact when they couldn’t be together physically (and also establishing that they definitely had some excellent phone/skype sex in that time)

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The first thing Jesse did upon waking up was to roll himself a cigarette. The second thing he did was to wince at every part of his body lining up around the block to register a formal complaint about the night before.

The third thing he did was turning on the holovid and calling Hanzo.

Hanzo picked up almost at once, the hologram of his face flickering until Jesse gave the holovid a thump — it had been acting up a little since the last time he’d dropped it. Then he was there, sitting at a desk in a dark room and looking unshaven and unkempt in his own debonair way, shirt carelessly half-buttoned and hair falling into his eyes. Still half asleep as he was Jesse felt the want coiling in his stomach.