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Genji did not often talk about the...darker parts of his binding with Soba. He was enraptured with her, with their bond. They were literally made for each other. And that made the more...intense parts all the worse.

Genji took a deep breath before looking at Zenyatta. 

for every ‘@’ sent (anon or not) I WILL mention and post some positivity about a fellow tumblr user

@transcendbinaryEven though I am so freaking slow with replying to our threads recently they are still always kind and understanding! Another person that I followed because they were recommended and I have not regretted it a single moment. Their muse is also on point and so much fun to write with. Both my Genji and Reinhardt have the pleasure to be interacting with their Zenyatta and is such a treat to read the replies.

@veuve-lilacAhh yes, mon amour! <3 My Genji is head over heels in love with your Amélie and I am in rareship hell thanks to you! :DWe’ve also known each other for some time now, since I interacted with you even before my hiatus last winter! It is always bringing a smile to my lips to see you on my dashboard and I definitely plan to push my Genji your way more often again!

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          K2SO hadn’t been paying attention really, just working on some of the databases that he was meant to look over like he was told, when he felt the fingers lock with his gently, glancing over to the other and staring for a long time before returning his free hand to work on the files. He said nothing for moment or two, glancing back over once more and then back, trying his best to focus with the sensations on his fingers. He did have some of the most sensors in his fingertips.

                    “This is something many people seem to enjoy. I do believe I quite enjoy it myself if it is with you.”

           He would keep occasionally looking at their hands before finally shutting off the files and turning to face him fully, reaching down to take his other hand. 

                       “Something bring this on, the desire to hold my hand?”

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The fact he was an Alpha had something he had embraced for a long time, and had made a picture perfect Alpha in his youth; loud, boisterous, and popular with all alignments - not just Omegas.

When he became a Cyborg though.... it was hard to adjust. Everyone beyond his close circle of friends looked at him like he was a monster of some kind. It was hard on him, accepting what he had become. Even after he met Zenyatta it took him a long time before he felt comfortable with himself.

Now though, he felt comfortable. He felt comfortable again with being an Alpha, with his body, and especially with his relationship with Zenyatta. Truthfully, at first he was hesistant to start dating Zenyatta, since the Monk had told him about his past as a Service Omnic for unmated Alphas to spend their heat with. But, Zenyatta had reassured him that his past was that; past. It had no control over his present self, so after some coaxing Genji finally trusted himself enough to date Zenyatta.

Right now he was curled up with Zenyatta, a thick, warm blanket wrapped around them to shield them from the icy cold Nepal winter, the wind reaching deep into the monastery despite everyone’s effort to keep it warm.

Genji was crooning affectionately, nuzzling Zenyatta’s neck pistons, puffs of pheromones escaping him. The croons wasn’t something he could control, it was just something Alphas did when they felt comfortable and safe around their mate. But, before he could do much else, he caught a scent, nuzzling closer against Zenyatta’s neck and collar pistons.