#genji smut

CASSIDY

Cole is a lazy pussy eater for sure. He doesn’t care to be all flamboyant or controlling whenever he eats you out, he’ll let you take things at your pace while he enjoys his meal.

He could be laying down, sitting, having a smoke, he doesn’t care. If he wants to taste you, he’ll ask you to sit your pretty ass on his face. Grind against him, suffocate him, it’s fine, he can handle it all.

He has a lazy tongue, none of its strokes are ever concentrated, just slow, steady unorganized licks across your folds and the occasional slurp on your clit. It’s not because he’s not interested in you, quite the opposite. He only acts this way so you’ll chase your high, so you’ll grind your hips into his face, begging him for more than just the sloppy licks up your plump wet folds.

“Shh, calm down. I’m not going anywhere, take what you need, darlin”

He loves the way you get worked up against him, loves the smell of you, the taste, the way your hips buck against him when he pulls his lips away for a quick puff of his cigarette. But the thing he loves most of all? The aftermath of it all.

Cole likes his beard, obviously. It ties together his whole rugged cowboy look, but he loves the benefits it has when he eats you out.

Your scent is contagious, constantly clinging onto his beard even after a shower. It’s like he can practically taste you in the air. He gets worked up easily because of it. He may not seem desperate, but don’t judge his exterior, he’s melting just thinking about what he’ll do to you when he gets home.

“Yeah, pumpkin. I had a good day—but let’s not focus on me, how are you..?”

TRACER

Lena loves being trapped between your thighs. She loves how soft they feel, their warmth, but she especially loves the warm feeling of your clothed pussy on her lips.

Lena is very playful, you know that. So you’re not surprised that she can’t help from burying herself into your thighs after a shower. She loves the way your chubby legs just squeeze so perfectly around her head, warming her up while she gives soft pecks of affection to your clothed core, nuzzling her nose to your clit despite your embarrassment.

“Please, love? Had a rough day at work. Can I?”

As soon as you give her the ok she’s devouring you whole. She doesn’t even bother to take your underwear off all the way, she only scoops up the band to the side before she dives in. She’s gentle with you, always holding you open just enough so she can watch your expressions. She adores the way you squirm for her, it makes you look too cute in her eyes.

“C’mon, I’m not teasing, I swear, love! Just one more?”

If you’re too tired after a few rounds, it’s ok, Lena’s there to hold you up while she continues sucking you off.

HAZARD

Findlay isn’t rough in the bedroom or when he’s going down on you. He’s had his share of issues, and he absolutely doesn’t want to be that way towards you.

He’s a sweetheart whenever he’s eating you out, loves holding you up on his lap, your head on his thighs as he spreads yours open for his gaze alone.

He’s heavy on praise, always worshipping our body and how perfect you feel in his hold, always rubbing your thighs with those large hands of his as he watches you writhe under him.

Just because he’s sweet to you doesn’t mean he’s not a tease. Findlay’s pride grows ten tons every time he makes you beg for his mouth. He pinches your cheeks together with his large hand, forcing your gaze gently into his direction. You want him so badly? He’ll make you ask politely like the sweet girl you are.

“You need to use your words, love. Don’t know what you’re asking of me.”

When he’s finally between your thighs he’s relentlessly, constantly praising how sweet you taste on his tongue or how good you are for being oh so patient for him. He’ll have your legs wrapped around his head as he pistons his tongue in and out of your hole, trying to work you open for his cock.

“Such a sweet girl, gonna reward you soon, trust.”

Whenever you cum, it’s always intimate between you two, very intense. He’s holding your hips down as you ride out your high, shaking and grinding your sore clit into his nose as he continues to tongue your entrance slowly. Let him work you out nice and slow, his cocks not easy to take.

“That’s my girl, ride it out.”

“That’s it.”

REAPER

Hot take, but Gabriel is a softer eater. He doesn’t like showing off, he’s just completely obsessed with making you feel good. It’s been years since he’s spoken to you, only watching you from a distance because he’s afraid of what you’ll think if you actually got a glimpse of him. He’s not the man you used to know after all, but his affection for you never seemed to change.

Not only that, but the way you make him feel never changed either.

Gabriel is a hard yearner, it might seem creepy, but he loves watching you through the windows of your once shared home. Loves watching you bake, watch TV, ramble on about how stressful your job is, but he especially loves to hear you gasp his name as you finger yourself behind closed doors. He tries not to peek, but his ears hear it all, and it takes a godly amount of restraint for him to hold back from climbing through your window.

—“Fuck this.”

His chains crumble as quickly as they’ve been built, he’s already above you, staring down your exasperated face as you’re knuckles deep in your cunt. It doesn’t take many words, but once you get past the shock and anger, he’s already on top of you, legs over his shoulders and all.

He’s been yearning for you for years, craving your scent and touch that was just a wall away from his reach for months. He wasn’t going to hold back anymore.

You’re angry, reasonably so, and Gabriel won't stop you from taking your anger out on him. He can handle a little pain, so tug his hair so he’s closer to your folds, he doesn’t mind. He’s relentless and focused, the only goal of his is to make you feel good. He knows your body, your shape. He knows how to make your legs shake under him as he curls his tongue up and under your clit before slurping you whole. He wants to make up for everything wrong he’s done to you in his life in just a short amount of time, but he’ll have to settle with a short apology between your twitching thighs for now.

“Yeah, I know. You’re angry, I’m sorry..let's make up for lost time.”

“Fuck, you still taste the damn same..”

GENJI

This man knows how to eat pussy in its entirety. He was a playboy, so he has loads of experience. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t know how to appreciate you though. Since Genji has experience in bed he knows all sorts of ways to work you up. He’s big on foreplay, always rubbing you through your panties, making sure you leave a nice big stain of your honeyed slick before even thinking about taking them off. He’s a hard yearner for your smell, so he’ll grab them off the floor for later when you’re too fucked out to even open your eyes.

Genji actually is pretty timid with intimacy. He’s always soft with you inside and outside the bedroom. He never really initiates sex, not that he’s not interested, but he thinks it’s respectful to wait until you ask, even if he has a major hard on.

He’s really sweet whenever he eats you out, always making sure to take the time to worship your body by making out between your folds before planting sloppy kisses over your quivering pussy. Then, once you’re grinding into his face he’ll give you what you want, his lips are already wrapping around your clit as we speak.

He’s messy, but slow, fingers knuckles deep inside your weeping cunt as he pleases you with his tongue.

“Let me open you up. There you go, angel. so good for me”

BAPTISTE

Baptiste is one of the most caring, gentlest eaters to ever walk foot on Earth. He’s not only about making you feel good, but he’s also here to make you feel beautiful and loved. He doesn’t just see sex as a one and done type of deal, he wants it to feel joyful, relaxing and fun. Whenever this man eats you out he wants you to feel like a goddess who blesses this cruel world.

He’s groping all of you, no patch of skin is left untouched when you’re under Baptiste. He’ll twirl your pebbled nipples between his rough fingers as he spits on your clit, praising how soft and beautiful you are under him before he starts to smooch over your cunt.

You’re cumming in trials, legs shaking over his shoulders as he clings your hips against his wet stained chin, looping up your mess into his tongue to devour whole. You taste so good to him, he loves every part of you.

“Give me one more. Just one more, pretty girl, and I’ll give you my cock.”

You know that’s a lie, it always is a lie. He never calms down once he’s gotten a taste of you, he’s always using your pussy until you’re rung out, too milked to even give him another drop, but he always finds a way to squeeze out just a little more.

“Tastes so good, so fucking good..m’sorry.”

MERCY

Angela doesn’t often act so reckless going down on you. She’s usually more calm and collected and prefers to wait until the two of you are home—but there are those times when she acts out of pure instinct from stress. It’s rare when she's tense from work, tense from her coworkers. She just needs a quick(long) break between your thighs, that’ll calm her nerves.

She’s a risk taker when she’s on her last limit, it doesn’t matter if it’s off the clock or on a lunch break, if she’s agitated she’ll call you over immediately, pulling you into her office away from prying eyes and onto her lap or desk table.

She’ll have you spread open, hands rubbing up under and over your thighs until her fingertips brush over your folds. She’ll apologize with hushed whispers, claiming that you’re the only medicine that can aid her unbearable stress before her mouth starts to lap across your weeping cunt, making out between your folds with careful strokes. She’ll hold her hand up, letting you suck on her fingers or a hard candy she keeps on a tray in her office to muffle your moans. She has a reputation to keep, and she won’t let anyone else hear how torn you are under her.

“Shh— shhh, I know, I know. I’m just stressed. Need you to help me, sweetheart.”

ZARYA

A controlled sweet eater.

We all know Aleksandra wastes no time on well—basically anything. She understands what she wants, and if she knows how to get it she won’t hold back from anything. It doesn’t matter if she wants to go down on you or vice versa, if you give her the ok she’s already twirling you upside down, legs up in the air, swaying over her shoulders.

She’s on the sweeter side when it comes to eating you out, always making sure to leave soft love bites on your legs as she hugs you to her face with her stable grip. Sometimes she loves holding you upside down while she stands up. She grows wet from just the view of you squirming underneath her.

She’s always a bully between your folds, always keeping a slow pace with her tongue to work you up. Once you get tired she’ll flip you over onto your stomach, spreading you out on her fingers as she flicks her tongue over your clit.

Gush over her, make a mess, whine, she won’t stop until you’re too limp to move, then she’ll kiss your lips sweetly like nothing ever happened.

“You’re such a mess, look at you dripping all over the bed”

A/N: I had a request to write Pharah x shy female reader! If you see this anon, I’m working on it after my college work! >v<

Lifeweaver:

Oh this is a certified lover boy right here. Best believe he wants a position where he can see your face, where most of your body is exposed to his gaze.

That’s why missionary is always his go to, he’s able to thrust into you while keeping a hand on your cheek to ensure your pretty eyes are on him. So he can gaze down at you lovingly and watch your facial expression as you react to every movement.

It also gives him the ability to pinch and play with your nipples, smiling at the sounds that escape your throat as he lavishes you in praise.

But his absolute favourite thing to do in this position is fold you over yourself, knees pressed to your chin so he can slam into you in a mating press, letting you feel him all the way in your guts.

Because he’s so big, he dwarfs you and ensures all you can think about is him, all you can focus on is his cock thrusting in and out of you rapidly. Loves to kiss you in that position, mumbling against your hips how good you take him, how much he wants to fill you up with his cum for being so so good for him. But before he does that you’ll have to cum first.

Apart from that, any position where he has you in front of a mirror is perfect for him. He’ll set you on his lap so he can play and toy with your body, telling you intricate praises and compliments. If you’re a self conscious person, he’ll make you repeat them back to him while keeping your eyes on the mirror as he brings you over the edge again and again.

Alternatively, he might not even fuck you at all, perfectly content with you sitting on his face as he gives you the pleasure he knows you deserve.

Cole Cassidy:

I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again. Save a horse, ride a cowboy.

He loves it if you ride him, the sight of you moving up and down on his lap. The sight of every angle of your body being on show for him to watch. The sight of his cock disappearing into your hole with every bounce.

Doesn’t care if it makes him look lazy, he’ll just lay back into the pillows, one hand stroking your hip while the other puffs the cigar in his mouth, occasionally offering it to you.

Now if you really want him to go feral, take his cowboy hat off and put it on yourself. You’ll feel him throb inside you as she growls, teasing you about it as he starts to thrust up inside you.

Now he’s an ass man, so when he isn’t gripping your ass while you ride him, he’s gripping and slapping your ass while he takes you from behind, another favourite of his.

Just loves to see it ripple with every thrust, and how you squeak or moan when he spanks you. Depending on the day he’s had, he’ll pump into you in methodical strokes while teasing you, or he’ll fuck into you hard and fast, chasing his pleasure.

Don’t be surprised if he’s puffing his cigar in that position too, the scent filling your nostrils before you even realised he’d lit it, too preoccupied by how deep he reaches as he forces your back to arch.

Ramattra:

Yeah he also likes doggy style, for more…dominating reasons.

Will love to push your head into the mattress, pounding into you while he mocks you for being so pathetic, so desperate to be filled that you’d let a dangerous omnic fuck you and toy with you just so you could find release.

He’d pull your hair, making your back arch for him as he railed you. Just loves to see how pliable your body is when he has you like this, and the noises that fall from your throat. Will also spank you to elicit similar noises, and best believe you’ll have a handprint on your ass to prove it.

And he could even pick you up in that position, moving you into a full nelson as your body jolts with each punishing thrust upwards.

Alternatively, he likes fucking you against the wall. Displays his sheer strength as he can just manhandle you to a position of his liking, you legs dangling pathetically as he has his way with you.

Although he loves fucking you while you’re facing him in that position, your legs wrapped around his waist as he holds you steady against the wall with his hands on your hips and ass. He won’t want to admit it, but it makes his internal fans whirl louder when he sees you face in ecstasy as you gaze up at him longingly.

However if you’ve been a brat, then you clearly don’t deserve the cock he graciously had fitted just to please you, so he’ll love to watch you hump his leg instead as he sits proud in his chair, legs spread. If you please him enough he might let you sit on his lap and hump his thigh instead. And if you please him just right, if your begs and grovelling are to his satisfaction, he may even let you sink down on him and ride him till he short circuits.

Lucio:

My sweet baby, he’s such a romantic!!! His favourite would definitely be missionary, you guys are just so close like that.

He’ll be holding your hand like a lifeline, gentle and measured strokes inside you as he rests his forehead against yours. Would love to feel all your little gasps against his lips, feeling your chests so close, his thumb soothingly running over the back of your hand. He’s always got you <3

However every man has needs, and Lucio is no different. So if you ask to ride him, he definitely isn’t gonna say no. It’ll be the positon he’s the most vocal in for sure, whines and grunts tumbling out his lips as you use his dick to get off.

He’ll be grabbing everywhere and anywhere, needing to feel useful as you make his eyes roll back with pleasure. Grabbing handfuls of your ass or hips or chest or thighs. Anywhere.

If you hold his hands in this position his hips will twitch, breath shaky as he pleads with you to let him fuck up into you. The whines will just tumble from his mouth, the grip on your hands tight, as if he’s afraid you’ll disappear if he lets go.

Alternatively, if you’re wearing shorts…please let him hit it from the back. His favourite if you’re having a quickie before his show, pushing into you fast as you bend over his dressing table and present yourself for him. Or even against the door if you’re brave enough, both of you struggling to be quiet as his manager knocks on the wood and tells your boyfriend he’s due on stage in 5 minutes.

Genji:

Another man who loves you riding him. After becoming mostly cybernetic, he’s hyper aware of his own strength, as well as the way he looks now. You being on top allows him to peace of mind that he isn’t gonna accidentally hurt you, or crush you.

But also my god he loves watching the show. The way your hips move and circle to get the most pleasure, your hand gripping at his metal chest to steady yourself, the look on your face as the sensations build and build inside of you. He’ll instinctively go to hold your hips, perhaps accidentally holding that bit too tight so it leaves bruises.

But that position is perfect for praising him, telling him how good he feels, how beautiful you think he is. That’ll really make him whimper, audible over the soft plap of your thighs against him. Instinctively he’ll buck up at the praise, driving his cock deep inside you as he whines in embarrassment and pleasure at your complimentary words.

Hold his hands too, regardless of position he’d like for you to hold on to his hand or arms, makes him feel like you trust him, that you look to him for a source of comfort and security. He might even place something cozy and fuzzy on so you have a gentle fabric to hold.

Reinhardt:

Missionary, a classic position for a classic man. Loves how small you look under him, how his big arms practically dwarf your head as he braces himself above you. Sure he’s no spring chicken anymore, but he can still fuck you the way a pretty thing like you deserve.

And if you teasingly imply he can’t fuck you for too long, or suggest you can get on top instead? Well, that’s pretty much the only time his gentlemanly facade will crack, as he drives into you at a pace most young men wouldn’t dream of; his big cock filling you up so completely that your eyes will be rolling.

But most times he’s the epitome of a gentle giant, gently kissing you as he rocks slowly in and out of your smaller body, his beard gently tickling your neck and shoulder as he leaves small love bites on your skin.

But listen, if you’re with him you’re gonna most likely have a thing for his size and strength. So he will definitely pick you up while you guys are fucking if that’s what his sweetheart wants. With a firm grip on your hips he’ll encourage you to wrap your thighs around him so he can fuck you against the wall, your head against his scarred chest.

alright alright, imagine him on top, hands ghosting over your sides while his face hovers near yours. soft kisses pressing into the crook of your neck while he's whispering sweet-nothings that has your face flushing and your stomach filling with butterflies. it's natural to him. always knowing the right words to say, how beautiful you look, how he's just so lucky to have you here with him. he's mumbling on about how he feels so honored you want him, of all people, when he's lining himself up and before you know it — it hits you. hard.

hard enough to leave you twitchy when a sudden shaky gasp leaves your chest rattling. genji takes a moment, shushing and cooing at you softly, “breath as best you can okay? it'll start to feel better soon.” he'll say, brushing the hair out of your face, “..there you go.. take deep breaths.” and he's right.

you can feel the way he throbs inside that sends a zip up your spine from the way it felt. it doesn't help that you can hear how his breathing slowly grows soft and ragged and airy from the feeling of you right in front of him.

he's still kissing your neck and jaw, gently rocking his hips back and forth to get you accustomed to the feeling. “doesn't this feel good, my love?” he's whispering into your ear, lips grazing over the skin, when he begins to use a bit more force in the way he moves, “hah.. let's both feel good together.” you can hear the softness in his voice that slowly bleeds into a chuckle that draws out into a soft groan — can feel his limbs curl around your waist to tug you even closer, to press himself even deeper.

your arms wrap around his shoulders to embrace him and his body — getting lost in the sensation of his hips moving against yours in a soft but steady pace. it's enough to make your mind hazy, your eyes trailing over his chest and face because right now, all you can focus on is him. on the way his voice shakes and how soft he gasps when he starts to get a bit faster. the whiny moans that leave him when you see just how encouraged by your reactions he is.

you can feel the way his hands hold you even tighter, nails digging softly into your hips when he leans down to press a soft kiss against your lips — a soft kiss that turns into another and then another. his desperation having a slight sweet taste that seems to envelope you, embracing you until you begin to crave more and more.

ok i'm done, but do you see the vision. genji just fr gives me soft vibes. like i just think he'd be the best at making sure it also feels good for you too because he was taught that his body is nothing more than a weapon, a tool to be used. a sad sentiment that he can't help but feel a little guilty for embracing when he's with you. because with you, he can forget the troubles of his family and just focus on you. on the way you make him feel and, well, the way you feel! he's meant to be used and honestly, he's more than happy to be of service to you whenever he can be.

“Oh, c’mon,” you take a sip of your drink, the alcohol burning your throat. “You guys really think you have more game than me?”

Genji shakes his head and laughs, leaning across the bar table that the three of you are sitting at. The bar isn’t busy, but that’s to be expected of a Sunday night. Aside from a few older men and some rowdy college kids, you, Cass and Genji are the only ones in there. 

Cassidy stretches his arms across the top of the booth, his hand falling just above your shoulder. “Hey, I got game!”

“You grew up with Reyes in an Overwatch facility—you’re practically a shut in.”

The cowboy rolls his eyes, feigning offence at your comment. He adjusts his arms, fingertips brushing your arms. You shiver under his touch, electricity coursing through you. 

“And me?” Genji asks, dark eyes meeting yours. There’s a glint of mischief behind them that makes your heart beat faster. 

“You…” You narrow your eyes at him as if deep in thought, “I could see you having game back in the day.”

“But not now?”

You take another sip of your drink. “Nope.”

Cassidy laughs, “well you ain’t got much game either, y/n. I can’t remember the last time you brought someone home with you.”

You glare at the cowboy, only turning your gaze away when Genji says: “he has a point.”

“If I wanted to take someone home with me, I would.”

“I’m sensing a but,” Genji says. 

“I don’t think you sense any butts.”

Cassidy howls in laughter, slapping his hands on the table. Genji rolls his eyes at you and takes a sip of his sake. 

“I have my eyes on someone,” you shrug. 

More like someones. The truth is, you haven’t had any time to date, much less have sex. And when you were given the time, there were a few coworkers who you couldn’t stop thinking about. Specifically the ones in front of you. Still, you’d never admit it. If Cassidy found out you had never had sex, you would never hear the end of it. 

Cass leans closer, whiskey on his breath. He wraps an arm around your shoulders. “Oh yeah? And who might that be?”

“None of your business,” you shrug him off. 

A waitress comes by and asks if you want another round of drinks. You order your usual, tapping your fingers on the table to the beat of an old rock song playing over the bar speakers. 

You can’t help but notice the way Cassidy’s eyes fix on the sway of her hips as she walks away. There’s a pang in your chest at the sight. 

The words tumble from your lips before you can stop them. “I bet you couldn’t get a girl in bed tonight if you tried.”

“I’ll have you know, I’ve gotten plenty of women in my bed.”

Genji laughs, “yeah? Have you kept track?”

“Nine.”

You fake gag at the cowboy’s words. Typical men keeping track of their scores. Your eyes meet Genji’s and a burning question forms in your mind. “What about you?”

“When I was younger? Too many,” he admits. 

You try not to let the bitter taste of disappointment seep into your mouth. Of course they’ve both had sex with other people, you’re the weird one for being an adult virgin. 

“Not so snarky now, are we?” Cass teases, “are you counting them in your head right now?”

You’re no longer in a joking mood, standing up and slipping on your jacket. “I’m tired, I’m gonna head back to the hotel. I’ll talk to you guys in the morning, ‘kay?”

You don’t let them speak before grabbing your purse and heading out of the bar door. It’s cold outside, but the alcohol in your veins makes it seem much warmer. There’s a slight drizzle, the cold rain running down your cheeks and nose. 

Luckily, the hotel you’re all staying at is right across the street. It was almost tradition for the three of you to stick around one extra night after a Blackwatch mission, getting drinks and sightseeing before you have to go back to work. It’s kept you sane all these years, but it’s only fueled the feelings you’ve harboured to the other agents. 

You step into your hotel room and immediately drop your purse to the floor and slam your keycard onto the dresser. Your feet ache when you take them out of your shoes, and you’re all too happy to lay in your bed and watch television. 

You browse for something to watch, anything to take your mind off of the aching in your chest and the bitterness on your tongue. You decide on an old movie about fighter pilots, something Reyes probably would have made you watch. 

You change out of your day clothes, pulling your phone out of your pocket and setting it on your night stand. You exchange your tight pants for pyjama ones and your shirt for a baggy Overwatch shirt that got mixed up in your laundry ages ago. 

You settle into bed, watching the movie and ignoring your phone lighting up every few minutes. 

—

Genji sighs when he calls you for the fifth time, slamming his phone down on the table. “Still no answer.”

“I must’ve really struck a nerve,” Cass says bitterly. “I don't even know why.”

“We’re thinking about this all wrong. Y/n got upset when we brought up past partners so…she’s either ashamed of hers or—“

Cassidy finishes his thought with wide eyes, “or she’s never had any.”

Suddenly everything clicks into place. The overcompensating, the snark to your tone as soon as the subject was brought up. You’d never introduced a partner to them, you’ve never even brought someone to the Overwatch holiday party. 

Genji feels stupid for never realising it before. 

But with their realisation of your lack of partners came another one.  The way you subtly glanced at Genji when you said you had your eyes on someone. Was he the reason? 

“I-I need to go talk to her,” Genji is on his feet before he’s finished speaking, pulling his hoodie over his shoulders. 

“Woah, slow down there. Don’t you mean we need to go talk to her?”

“I think,” he takes a deep breath, “I think she was talking about me when she said she has her eyes on someone.”

Cassidy laughs. “That saké of yours must have really gone to your head. She clearly meant me when she said it.”

It’s the ninja’s turn to stare in disbelief. Classic Cassidy, he thinks, to assume every woman in the world loves him. Still, he can’t help but wonder if he’s imagining it all. If the alcohol really has gone to his head and amplified the feelings he harbours for you, turning it into something it’s not. 

“Okay,” Genji keeps his tone even. “We’ll both go.”

“Okay.”

Despite their words agreeing, their views don’t, and everyone in the bar can feel the tension between them. Even while they walk across the street, frustration radiates around them. 

Cassidy is the one who knocks on your door, gently shoving Genji out of the way so that he’s centred in the doorframe. Genji sighs at his colleague’s antics, nudging him ever so slightly so that he’s standing by his side. 

You open the door in your pyjamas, raising an eyebrow at the pair. “Can I help you?”

“Y/n—,” Genji’s voice is gentle. 

“We know you’re a virgin.”

Genji steps on the cowboys steel toes, punishing him for his brazenness. Your eyes widen at his words and you find yourself taking a step back from them. 

“It’s nothing to be ashamed of, y/n,” Genji steps into your hotel room, shoving past Cassidy. 

“I-I’m not ashamed,” your face is burning. 

Cassidy steps in next to Genji, letting the door close behind him. “Then why’s your face so red, hm?”

“It’s just—really hot here and I’m tired and you guys should go!”

Genji places a hand on your waist. “Y/n, it’s just us, you don’t have to be afraid.”

“That’s exactly why I’m afraid.”

They speak at the same time, “because you like me?”

You’re practically on fire now. Your head is spinning so fast you can’t tell what way is up, and you’re sure your knees will buckle at any moment. You blink a few times, shrinking under their gazes. Your heart speeds up and suddenly you’re pitching forwards. 

“Woah, cowgirl!” 

Genji, quick as always, moves his arm around your waist and catches you before you can even fall. He snakes his other arm under your legs and carries you to the bed, sitting you at the edge. 

You put your head in your hands. “I never wanted you guys to find out.”

“It’s okay to feel this way,” Genji pulls a hand from your face. 

Cassidy copies the cyborg but his touch is far less gentle. “We’re not gonna judge you.”

“It’s not!” You take a deep breath, almost choking on your words, “it’s not right for me to want both of you.”

Silence falls over the room. You sit there and wallow in your shame, too scared to breathe too deeply or move your hands out of theirs. You just want them to forget you’re there for a while. 

Genji glances at Cassidy over your head. The cowboy cocks an eyebrow and smirks slightly, and the cyborg blushes at what he knows he’s thinking. 

Cassidy’s metal hand moves from your hand to your jaw, tilting your head so that you’re forced to look at him. 

“What are you—,”

You’re cut off when his warm lips smash against yours. His touch immediately rekindles the fire inside of you, butterflies erupting in your stomach. He pulls away with a smirk, leaving you breathless. 

You don’t have time to properly process the kiss before Genji’s hand is on the back of your neck, turning your head to him and guiding your face towards his. He leans in, pressing his soft lips to yours. You melt into his touch, burning up beneath his fingers. 

You’re left wide eyed and gasping for air when he pulls away. “I don’t…I don’t understand…”

“Sh,” Cassidy places a hand on your thigh, rubbing up and down, “let us take care of you, okay?”

“But—,”

Genji shuts you up by pressing his lips to yours again, slipping his tongue into yours this time. You don’t fight back, desperate to have him. You can taste the alcohol on his breath but it only makes you want more. His hand reaches up to tangle in your hair, pushing you closer to him. 

Cassidy moves his hand farther up your thigh, brushing his knuckles against your throbbing core. You clench your legs around his hand, desperate for any sort of friction. 

“So needy,” he teases, moving his hand beneath the hem of your shirt. “Be patient, darling.”

You whine against Genji’s mouth, making the cyborg pull away. He gives you a lopsided grin, his cheeks just as pink as yours surely are. 

Cassidy tugs your shirt over your head, grinning when he sees you’re not in a bra. You expect him to make a comment, but he’s too busy staring at your bare chest. You glance at Genji only to realize he’s doing the same. Their eyes on you makes you self conscious and you find yourself moving to cover up. 

Cassidy catches your wrists in his hands. “Not so fast,” he tuts, and moves in to kiss you. 

You relax against him but only for a second before you feel Genji’s lips on your neck. His touch is gentle but with just enough pressure to make you whine and sent electricity down to your core. His teeth graze your collarbone and you moan into Cassidy’s mouth. 

The cyborg smiles against your skin, dead set on making you moan again. He kisses down your chest, kissing around your nipple before finally attaching his lips to it. 

You squirm, arching your back and moaning against Cassidy’s mouth. “G-genji,” a trail of saliva leaks from the side of your mouth as Cass pulls away. 

“So pretty,” he mumbles into your tit, teeth grazing your nipple as he speaks. 

You whimper, grinding your hips against the bed. Cassidy knows just what you need, and slips his knee between your legs before moving his lips to your other tit. 

You cry out at his added touch, grinding your wet pussy against Cassidy’s thigh. 

“Fuck,” he groans. “She’s so wet I can feel it through my jeans.”

Genji looks up at you, letting your nipple fall from his mouth. “You like this, baby?”

You can only nod, both boys chuckling at your dishevelled state. They can’t help but admire how cute you look with your rosy cheeks and messy hair and the drool around your mouth. 

Genji moves up to kiss you again while Cass slips down your pants. He’s pleased when he sees how soaked your panties are and quickly tugs them off of your legs. Your bare, glistening pussy greets him and he moans at the sight. 

So tight, it’s not hard to remember that no one’s ever touched you before. He rubs one of his fingers up your slit, poking your clit ever so slightly. You immediately react to his touch, whining and thrusting your hips forwards. More juices gush from you. 

“God, she’s so wet Gen,” he moans. “You gotta take a look at this.”

The ninja pulls back, staring at your perfect little pussy with his jaw dropped. His jeans suddenly feel too tight and all he wants is to bury his length inside of you.

Cassidy rubs his thumb across your clit. “Does that feel good, darling?”

You bite your lip and throw your head back, nodding furiously. Genji lays next to you, wrapping an arm around your thigh to pull it apart from your other one and open them up for the cowboy. His lips connect with your neck once more. 

Cassidy dips a finger into your dripping pussy, sinking right in. He groans at how well you take him, and slowly moves it in and out of you. He moves his other hand to play with your clit, pinching and twisting it in tune with your whines. 

He slips another finger in, stretching you out around him. He pushes them all the way up to the hilt, curling them inside of you. You whine, arching your back and trying to close your legs around his hand to get more, but Genji’s grip is too tight. 

“Patience,” he mumbles into your neck. 

You can feel his hard cock rubbing against your hip, the cyborg desperate for more friction. You rub your hand up his thigh and over the bulge, shuddering at how hard it feels. 

Genji shivers under your touch, opening his mouth to ask what you’re doing and closing it as soon as you unzip his pants. He helps you tug them down until they pool around his ankles. 

Your mouth practically waters at the outline of his cock through his boxers and you reach up to trace your fingers across it. Genji whines, propping himself up on his knees to give you better access. 

You slip your hand into his waistband and grip his length, slowly dragging your hand up and down his dick. He thrusts against your hand, desperate for more. You tug his boxers all of the way down, letting his cock spring free. It looks a lot bigger than it did in his pants, and the sight makes you clench your thighs. 

You spit into your hand and rub your saliva up his shaft, getting him nice and wet so you can rub your hand up and down it. Genji is mesmerised by you jerking him off, and he wants more. 

You wet your lips, getting ready to take him into your mouth. Before you can, you feel Cass start to suck on your clit while he adds an extra finger. You moan loudly, Genji taking this as an opportunity to push his cock into your mouth. 

His salty taste overwhelms you and you find yourself pushing your head down to take more. He wraps his fingers in your hair and holds it back, using it to guide you up and down. 

Cass continues his assault on your pussy, lapping the juices that gush from your hole with every thrust of his fingers. Your poor, swollen clit being sucked and licked at with no end in sight. 

You moan around Genji’s length, forcing yourself to take more of him. The cyborg can’t help but thrust into your mouth, forcing even more of his cock into your throat. You gag around it and the sounds make him moan even more. 

There’s a knot building in your stomach and you know you won’t last much longer. You grind your pussy against Cassidy’s face, desperate for more. The cowboy gladly gives it to you—fucking his fingers into you even faster than before. 

Your whines grow more and more desperate, drool leaking out at the space between Genji’s cock and your mouth. The cyborg watches as it drips down your chin and onto the peaks of your tits and wishes it was his cum coating you instead. 

Cassidy curls his fingers inside of you and you come undone. Your body tenses, your eyes roll back. Genji let’s his cock fall from your mouth, watching you with loving eyes as you cum on Cassidy’s face. 

Cassidy takes every drop of cum that you give him, lapping up your juices as they coat his chin and lips. He pulls back with a smirk, moving in to kiss you. You whine at the taste of yourself on his lips. 

“Now that you’re nice and stretched out,” he says, “why don’t you let Genji fuck that sweet pussy?”

You nod vigorously, your pussy already drenched at the thought. Genji shifts so he’s kneeling between your thighs, the head of his cock rubbing against your clit. His length is already glistening with your spit, but he collects your juices on his cock just in case. 

Genji locks eyes with you. “Are you sure?”

“Y-yeah.”

You don’t have to tell him twice. He sinks the head of his cock inside of you, and the stretch makes you whine. It’s slightly painful but the fullness it brings is the best thing you’ve ever felt. 

You tug Cassidy in for another kiss, using his lips to distract yourself from the sting of Genji’s cock bottoming out inside of you. He stays still once he’s all the way inside of you, letting you adjust to his size. 

You pull away from Cass to whimper a quick, “move, please.”

Genji can do nothing but oblige. He slowly pulls out before pushing back into you slowly, trying to keep his pace gentle and even while you get used to it. You can feel the throbbing of his cock inside of you and it only makes you whine and thrust your hips against him. 

You’re so distracted with Genji that you don’t even notice that Cass has discarded his pants and has his hard cock in your face.

 He rubs his cock head across your lips, “how’s about putting that pretty little mouth of yours to good use?”

His cock is thicker than Genji’s, and you’re worried that you won’t be able to take it all. You open your mouth and stick your tongue out, letting him slowly push his cock into your mouth. He has more of a taste than Genji and you find yourself savouring it. 

Genji picks up the pace as if to remind you that he’s still there, smashing his hips against yours with every thrust. You suck harder on Cassidy’s cock, your moans catching in your throat and vibrating against his length. You can tell he’s holding back, but you don’t know why. 

Genji flicks his thumb across your clit, and your orgasm washes over you. Your pussy clenches around his cock and he’s sent over the edge with you, your tight pussy milking his cock for all its worth. You can’t help but whine at the feeling of his hot cum inside of you, filling you up all the way. 

He pulls out at the same time as Cassidy, forcing a gasp from your lips. Cum pools between your legs, dripping down your thighs and Genji’s cock. 

“How was that?” Genji asks. 

“S-so good.”

You can barely speak, the overstimulation washing over you in waves and practically drowning you. Genji laughs at the fucked out expression on your face, laying down next to you and pulling you so your back is on his chest. 

You don’t realize what’s happening until Cassidy is between your legs. “Think you can do one more?” 

You nod, the idea of being fucked full of both of their cum too good to pass up. 

Genji kisses your cheek, “that’s our girl.”

Cassidy pushes inside of you slowly, your saliva and Genji’s cum acting as a lubricant. The stretch stings slightly, but it goes away quickly. Cassidy bottoms out inside of you quickly, making you cry out when the tip of his cock brushes against your cervix. 

“C-Cass!”

He pulls out and slams back inside of you, making you squeal at the friction. Genji plants kisses up your neck and shoulders to calm you down, his fingers working at your nipples. 

Cassidy leans against you, pushing your thighs up against your tummy in a mating press. He’s desperate, fucking into you so fast and so hard you can barely keep track. Your head is dizzy from your orgasms and everything is so hot and so sensitive. 

With the way the cowboy is fucking you like you’re his last and the way Genji is toying with your nipples, you know you won’t last much longer. Based on the way Cassidy’s cock is twitching instead of you, you know he won’t either. 

Genji pinches your nipples and Cassidy slams his hips against yours again and you come undone. Tears leak from your eyes as your pussy gushes out around his cock, your whole body spasming. Genji holds you tightly through your orgasm, rubbing your shoulders and whispering reassurance in your ear. 

Cassidy cums right after you do, thrusting into you one last time to get his cock as deep as possible. Hot cum floods inside of you, mixing with Genji’s and filling you up completely. He continues fucking into you through your orgasm, waiting to pull out until all of his cum has been fucked into you. 

When he pulls out, their cum gushes out of you, dripping down your thighs. He gathers it on his finger and pushing it back inside of you, laughing at the way you squirm from his touch. 

He pulls his finger out and slips it into your mouth, letting you suck off the mixture of your cum, his cum and Genji’s cum. The taste barely registers, your senses dull in your fucked out state. 

Cassidy plants a kiss to your forehead, smoothing your sweaty hair back. “Such a good girl.”

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you let out a long string of moans, eyes rolling into the back of your head. he chuckles for a moment, enjoying the feel of your slick running down his balls. it sounded so lewd, your pornographic moans mixed with the loud slapping sounds of him fucking his cock into you made your spin.

"Genjiiiiiii—" you whined, barely being able to form any coherent word but his name. your clit rubs against his crotch, causing you to shiver.

you lean up, looking down at him in perfect timing to when he grabs at your nipple— his pointer finger and thumb pinching and pulling at it gently as he continues to fuck into you. you let out a loud whimper, legs desperately trying to close to no avail.

he grunts as he feels your pussy clench around his length, the soft squelching noise making his stomach tighten as he holds back from cumming right there. he makes a loud 'ough' noise as he feels your pussy feel as though it was trying to push his cock out.

"S'too much, too much, Genjiii..-" you whine, your clit twitching as a few spurts of your liquids coating his lower abdomen and a few of his abs. he sucked in air through his teeth, watching as he slowed his thrusts for a moment. his eyes travelled back up to your face, "Auhh, fuck you're so cute." he muttered, raising his hand from your nipple to your face, his thumb wiping away your tears.

his other hand lays flat on your tummy, squeezing at the soft flesh as he your pussy pushes his throbbing cock out of your hole for a moment. it bobs against his stomach, a few beads of cum dripping from his slit as he breathes for a moment, a creamy ring around the base of his cock. a few more squirts from you land on his cock, dripping down his balls and soiling the soft sheets beneath him.

you don't have any time to relax before he stretches your sensitive pussy out again, his thick cock pushing past the restraint of your clenching pussy.

"I like it when you do that.. can you do it again, huh?—"