boombox with lots of marking. Jamie wouldn't know restraint if someone handed him a map, a compass & a girl scout to help him find his way & he's very much an impulsive person so if he feels like scratching & biting & grabbing tightly, that's what he does & it's not like Lúcio's complaining. Lúcio looks like he's been mauled once Junkrat is done but on the other hand, Lúcio leaves hickeys everywhere on tan skin & there are little halfmoon shapes on Jamie's legs where Lúcio gripped him tightly.
YES! Perfect. This is perfect and it definitely happens!
Junkrat would just cover poor Lúcio in marks and bruises. In the heat of the moment,Lúcio doesn’t even notice, just moans and gasps and pulls Junkrat closer. Afterwards when they’re getting ready for the day in the bathroom,Lúcio would just groan and count all the new marks on his body. Junkrat just hugging from behind and saying he looks great.Lúcio glaring at him but there’s no malice behind it.
Junkrat would actually have some marks too because YESLúcio would give him hickeys like CRAZY. Everywhere he could touch, reach, there would be hickeys. Junkrat would love it. He’d look in the mirror and grin and giggle and show ‘em off to the entire Overwatch team like ‘look at what my boyfriend did to ME last night’
Everyone just rolling their eyes and ignoring him.
WhenLúcio first emerges from Junkrat’s room looking like he’s been attacked by a bear EVERYONE is concerned because what could’ve possibly happened?Lúcio sheepishly telling everyone that it’s nothing serious, that Junkrat is a little… rough in bed.
Everyone just staring wide-eyed at him.
McCree speaking up and saying they had better be using protection.
I think some nights it’d get really rough like maybe a little blood? Y’know, from scratching. Maybe Junkrat digs his nails intoLúcio’s back and it stings and he hisses in pain but a moan quickly follows. Junkrat rubbing his hand over the mark when they’re done, apologizing quietly.Lúcio just kissing his long nose and telling him it’s fine.
And they’d always hold each other tightly. ALWAYS. Junkrat especially, I think. He’d just wrap his arms aroundLúcio’s shoulders, his leg wrapped tightly around his waist, pullingLúcio as close as he can. There’s a reason why he does that, why he wantsLúcio so close to him, always.
He’s never had someone care about him as much asLúcio does. Sure, he’s got ‘Hog, but Junkrat knows, in some deep corner of his mind, that he’s only around because he’s his bodyguard. He calls him his friend and Junkrat really does care about him…
But if the money stopped coming, Roadhog would leave, right?
Junkrat thinking thatLúcio might leave him, too. That he’s going to come to his senses and see that he can do so much better, that Junkrat’s not quite right and Lúcio wouldn’t want to deal with it anymore.
He doesn’t tellLúcio any of that; he knows what he’d say. Junkrat just keeps it to himself, thinking on it in the middle of the night when his fingers are tangled in dreads and his nose is pressed against brown skin. He opens his eyes and stares at the marks and bruises, tracing one with his finger.
Mine, he thinks. You can’t leave.
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