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"unexpected love triangle in my d&d game? (help?)"

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Have you heard of genjamé? It’s genji and widowmaker. I kinda got hooked ok it and I really like your art style so I was wondering if you could draw them? I hope you don’t minddd if you do that’s okay
This is the most absurd ship I ever heard of
so of course I had to give it a try
tag me in all your widow/genji shit
day 2 prompt - clothes GENJAME WEEK
genji’s gonna have to try harder, hasn’t he heard that amelie lacroix is part veela?
[for genjame week day 4: au/crossover]

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Own me
Genji may have been responsible for Widowmaker’s absence from Talon, but she had since made herself very comfortable during her stay– to the point where he was her prisoner.Â
One thing had led to another. A few hate fucks and subtle glances, and suddenly they were sharing a bed. They were something of an item now, and as much as she saw Genji struggle with accepting this, he was more compliant to her by the day. Almost to the point where Widow was certain that she could convince her cyborg to let her walk out the front door, back to Talon.Â
But she didn’t want to.Â
Because Genji was hers, and she was bringing him back to Talon with her. Hand-in-hand.Â
“Pick out my clothes for me so you can dress me after we shower,” she commanded during a morning of lazy sex.Â
He was still tongue-deep in her pussy under the sheets when he heard that.Â
“Mmmph, I’m a little busy right now,” he said before suckling at her clit.Â
Widowmaker ground against his mouth without thinking– after all, his mouth was hers to fuck.Â
“You give me so much shit, and look how good I am to you, letting you eat me out like this~”Â
Genji moaned at that, pressing a few fingers into her. He had become next to addicted to her. Maybe it was the guilt of not being able to bring back Amelie. Maybe it was the guilt that he was fucking his dead friend’s wife. But he knew, despite all the “shit” he gave her, that he was hers. These days he could hardly even breathe without her say-so. In the back of his mind, he knew it was wrong, but he had lost control of the situation. He couldn’t deny her. He was putty in her cold, soothing hands.Â
“Mmm okay, but you’re wearing green today~”Â
He continued eating her out with gusto, lost in the pleasure of how her clit felt pressed against his nose, the way his saliva pooled at the corners of his mouth. Through the sheets, he felt her grip the back of his head as she fucked herself good on his tongue and fingers, loving how she clenched around him. How she pulled him up after, tasting herself in their slow and deep kisses.Â
Yeah, he would do anything for this woman.
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