#widowmaker smut

Widowmaker spends her beach time relaxing under an umbrella. She loathes the bright sun, but she can’t deny how irresistible she looks in a swimsuit.

So naturally she goes even if she doesn’t want to, she also has a water gun Sombra gave her, mainly just so Widow can cause some havoc whenever she pleases!

More fun that way.

Teach Me

Widowmaker x Shy Gf's first time

it was getting a little long so i cut it short at the end, lmk if you guys want a part 2 where the reader learns how to give head :3

Summer was coming to an end and fall was rapidly approaching which meant the weather was cooling down. Fortunately for you, you had a rich girlfriend which meant one thing...Hot tubs.

Amélie had returned late last night from a month-long mission in the Himalayas. This was the longest you two had been apart since you started dating not too long ago. To say you missed her was an understatement, the loneliness from the giant castle kicked in almost immediately.

You confided in your friends during the long month, this led to a few too many drinks and a confession or two. A running joke amongst your little circle was that you had “no rizz” since you hadn’t ever really dated but the buzz from the drinks gave you the courage to blurt out that you were seeing someone. Your friends went dead silent before bombarding you with questions, one of them being:

“Have you gone down on her yet??”

The question sobered you up and sent a deep blush all the way to the tips of your ears. For the rest of the month you couldn’t get the thought out of your head. And now, sitting across her in the hot, rolling water, with both of you clad in only bikinis - the thought was at the forefront of your mind.

But you just couldn’t tear your eyes away from her, at least not when she looked that good.

“You seem to have a staring problem, ma chérie”

Of course she noticed, you had been itching to touch her as soon as she came back but you buried the thought, instead waiting for her to make the first move. Amélie’s eyes were still closed as she leaned back graciously against the marble stone of the hot tub.

“I- Sorry…You just look really..really beautiful…”

The small stutter and your sheepish tone makes a smirk crawl onto her lips. Blue eyelids slowly move up to reveal bright, golden irises. The way her smile broadens to reveal perfect white pearls leads you to believe that she knows the effect she has on you. Amélie wades across the water until her knee is pressed in between your thighs on the edge of the smooth marble seat, the other trapping your left thigh.

Soft knuckles run along your cheek and Amélie tilts her head to the side, almost as if she was studying you.

“Est-ce que je te manque?” (Did you miss me?)

You nod, shutting your eyes since the eye contact was getting to be too much for you to keep up. Her fingers run down to firmly grip your chin, sharp red nails digging ever so slightly into the side of your cheek.

“Answer me.”

“I-I did…I missed you so much…”

Her digits pull your face roughly towards her, your lips molding perfectly together. You can tell the distance had an effect on her as well because of her quick pace. Usually Amélie takes her time ravishing you but today it was all tongue and teeth.

Her tongue glides along yours as her hand creeps past your bellybutton, underneath the bikini. The ache in your core tells you to just let her bend you over the edge of the hot tub and fuck you senseless but you can't help but think about what it’d be like if you were the one doing the work.

Golden eyes search yours in confusion when you grab her wrist, signaling her to stop.

“I…want to try something new but..I don't know how…”

“What is it, mon amour?”

Your mouth opens but the words die on your tongue, your face flushes and you bury it into the crook of her neck.

“Tell me bébé”

Uncomprehensible words are mumbled into her skin and the widow gives you a blank stare as if saying “girl spit it out”. You know she's just going to keep staring at you until you say it so you cover your face with your shaky hands and blurt it out.

“I want to...pleasure…you…”

The words sound awkward and muffled but it brings a glint of something akin to almost ferality to her eyes. You peek your eyes open when you feel her adjusting to hover over your lap with her thick thighs on either sides of yours. The position pushes her breasts into your face and your mouth waters. Amélie’s hands reach behind her back, tugging at the strings of her bikini top until it drops and she carelessly throws it outside of the hot tub.

Your eyes flicker from her face to her perky breasts, unsure of what to do or how to start. The desperate look on your face brings a chuckle from her lips, her hands cup your cheeks and she places a surprisingly delicate kiss on your lips. Amélie guides your face to her left nipple with a lazy cat–like grin.

You eagerly wrap your lips around the dark nipple, sucking and licking uncoordinatedly. Amélie takes your hand and brings it up to her right breast, guiding your thumb to her nipple. Your movements are sloppy but her eyes slip shut, offering small hums of appreciation when you do something particularly well.

Amélie takes your free hand and guides it to her core, she presses your fingers to her clit through the fabric which draws a groan from her. The small sound gives you a new objective: Find what makes her moan the loudest.

You move to suck on the skin above her breast, biting into it with the the intention of leaving your mark. Syncing the small circles you rub against her clothed clit with the sucking rewards you with a low moan from the widow’s lips.

“Fuck..Chérie inside. Put your fingers inside of me.”

Amélie unties the strings of her bottom's with fervor, throwing it in the same direction as her top. Her wet pussy contrasts with the water and you run your fingers up her slit experimentally. When you slowly push two fingers into her, you’re met with almost no resistance.

Once you bottom out inside of her, her head drops to your shoulder with a shaky sigh. You give her a second to adjust before pulling out until just your fingertips are still inside, then thrusting back into her.

Her hips jolt and she lets out the loudest moan so far when you brush against a soft, spongy spot.

“Ngh..Right there..!”

You eagerly adjust the angle and start curling your fingers to hit that same spot over and over. The angle pushes your palm to rub against her clit and you can feel the pulse of her pussy.

“Hah..Oui!”

Amélie's orgasm comes faster than expected, the built up sexual frustration must have really took a toll on her. Her nails dig into the skin of your back and her sharp teeth bite into the junction between your neck and shoulder. Small trembles vibrate through her thighs as she comes down from her high.

Amélie quickly regains her composure. She pulls out your fingers and makes a show of swirling her tongue along them. Moaning sinfully at the diluted taste of her own cum.

Heatwave

Widowmaker x Fem! Reader Smut

Thank you for the request, I hope you enjoy!!

2:05

The glowing red numbers stare back at you mockingly but it’s just too goddamn hot. Olivia had been tampering with the power units in different divisions of the base and it somehow led to the AC cutting off in your division - convenient in the middle of a heat wave.

The damp bed sheets stick to your back as you shift and toss over your pillow but both sides are hot. You groan as your cheek makes contact with the warm pillow and you peek open an eye to glance at the peaceful figure next to you: Amélie. 

Most nights she enjoyed her personal space and tonight was no exception. The subtle rise and fall of her chest suggests that she was sleeping just fine, her low body temperature enabling her to do so. You bite your lip as you stare at her slender back, you know that she didn’t like to be touched when she slept but you needed her cool touch. She wouldn’t mind, right?

“How long are you going to keep staring at me?”

Her sudden question scares you out of your silent contemplation, your mouth opens but you don’t say anything - how long was she awake for…? She rolls over so that she's facing you on her side now. 

“Your constant shifting kept me awake”

You can tell by the bite in her voice that she’s annoyed. Your face flushes a little in embarrassment but it’s not too noticeable because of how red you already are.

“Sorry, it’s just too hot to sleep…..Do you…Think you could help me?”

She bites back a smirk, silently reveling in your desperation. She scooches herself more towards the middle of the bed, raising her hand to trail a nail up your naval.

“And how would I do that, ma chérie?”

The nail tracing patterns on your damp skin paired with her silky voice in your ear sends a different type of need straight to your core. An involuntary whimper escapes you and you bite down hard on your lip to keep any other noises from coming out. You let out shaky breaths as her hand continues to tease you. Her cool fingers run down underneath the waistband of your shorts to fiddle with the elastic of your panties

“Answer me, jolie fille”

“...Please...Touch me..”

You whine out pathetically. Your legs twitch as chilled hands explore your overheating body, she starts at your chest - slipping past your shirt to graze your sensitive nipples with the pads of her fingertips. She removes one hand to bunch up your shirt above your breasts so she can wrap her cold lips around a stiff nipple. Your hands shoot up to bunch into dark purple locks, the sensation unlike anything you’ve ever felt and you can’t help but wonder what those lips would feel like lower. She continues on like that for who knows how long. Amélie’s pace is lazy, she takes her time grazing her teeth against your overstimulated nipples with a cat-like grin on her face.

“Mmm..Amé please..!”

Her thigh slots itself between your thighs, finally offering some relief to the ache in your core. You grind yourself against the toned thigh, your slick seeping through the fabric of your panties which smears against her skin. Her lips press a trail of kisses down your body, not stopping till you feel her lips press against your clit through your panties.

She pushes your panties to the side and she licks a long stripe up your pussy, making sure to dip the tip of her tongue into you at the bottom. The moan you let out is borderline pornographic. Her ice cold tongue swirling around your clit has you arching your back and fisting her hair. But when she starts sucking on it while flicking her tongue? God it’s too much - you’re already cumming with a moan loud enough to wake everyone in the entire base. Vibrations from her giggling only intensifies your high and you claw desperately at the sheets.

“Oh chérie, you’re still so warm.. Let me help with that”

She purrs devilishly before sliding two icy fingers into your leaking cunt. Her lips return to your neck to suck harshly on the sensitive skin of your pulse point as her long fingers curl rhythmically against that specific spot that makes you scream her name. She presses her unoccupied hand into the flesh right above your pelvic bone right as she hits your g-spot again and again and you swear you can see stars. 

“..Nngh..Ah…Fuck! Yes! I’m gonna c-cum!”

You cum with her name on the tip of your tongue when she grinds her cool palm against your clit. She pulls her, now warm, fingers out of you and makes a show of licking your cum off of them with a shit eating grin on her lips. You pant heavily, the moonlight casting a glow on your sweaty skin. Amélie curls her body around yours, wrapping a possessive arm around your midsection as you two bask in the afterglow silently. Your eyes feel heavy from both exhaustion and the comfort of Amélie’s cool hold.

“Je t’aime”

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EXTRA:

“You may turn the AC back on”

Amélie drops plastic bags of different items ranging from snacks to skin care products onto the desk that’s covered in energy drink cans and instant ramen cups. Olivia leans back against her chair with a knowing smirk on her lips.

“And my chores are all done?”

“Oui”

“You’re an evil woman, araña”

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ma chérie - my darling

 jolie fille - pretty girl

Je t’aime - I love you

Oui - Yes

Question is, will you still be writing for RE8?

And request would be Widowmaker getting dicked down maybe? GN reader please, thank you!

Yes I’ll still write for re8 but I also wanna write for other fandoms so if you guys have a fandom you wanna see recommend it to me and I’ll see what’s up. Reader is gn so it’s up to your imagination of what you have

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Amélie gripped the sheets between her fingers tightly, pressing her face into the mattress. Her body tingled all around but especially between her thighs where her walls constricted around your length. A warm hand pressed down firmly on the cool skin of Amélie’s back, holding her down. Her broken moan was muffled by the sheets of the bed, your fingernails digging into the soft flesh of her skin.

Your face turned up in a scowl at feeling Amélie throw her hips back to meet your thrusts. Each time your pelvis connected with her ass, Amélie felt a tiny bit of her sanity slip away. Ever since she stepped foot into the house, you jumped her—pinned her up against the wall and nipped marks into her neck. You leaned forward, forcing her to lower her hips, until your hand gripped the headboard and you sheathed yourself inside of Amélie’s pussy.

“Y/n!” she gasped, jolts of pleasure racing up her body and inhibiting her from thinking about anything but you.