uhmmm putting pee pads all around the house so s/o can just pee anywhere anytime without going to the bathroom………. (Which in turn makes their bladder’s capacity to hold near to non existent …)
Also the S@j@ boys getting used to having human bladders again, the body forgets if you haven't needed to use an organ for centuries. Them being annoyed by the aching nagging pressure before their bladders just let go~
Imagine Person B was taken captive, and Person A has been searching for them to help them escape. Finally A finds them with their wrists chained above them as they’re forced to rest on their knees. Perhaps they’re a bit beaten and bruised, but they’re alive.
B looked as relieved as A felt upon seeing them, but B’s expression was also strained. Worried, A worked quickly to start to try to figure out how to unlock the cuffs bounding B’s wrists when B’s voice weakly stops them. “A, I can’t hold it much longer,” B practically whimpers out with desperation. For a split moment A wasn’t sure what the other meant, until they look down and saw B’s legs pressed together, their body shuddering and a heavy, uncomfortable bulge in their abdomen.
“Just hang on, alright? Let me just get you out!” A did their best to hurry up, but there simply wasn’t enough time as B’s arms jerked against their restraints as a groan escaped them.
“Please! I need to go now!” B practically begged, and A could make out a small wet patch on the front of B’s pants in the dim light. It was clear if nothing was done B was going to have an accident, something the other didn’t deserve after already going through so much.
“Okay, okay.” Acting quickly, A looked around hoping to find a key or something, only to find a bucket in the corner of the room. Better than nothing. “Here.” Moving the bucket in front of B, A moved aside B’s clothes and steadied them in front of the bucket.
Almost immediately as cool air hit them, liquid started to hiss out and splatter noisily against the bottom of the bucket. B gave a shaky exhale, slumping as their body was held up only by their restraints. A turned their head away, offering B at least some dignity.
“Genji--” you whine, dragging out the ‘e’ sound. Stomping your feet, your heels click-clacking against the concrete. “I need to pee.”
Genji extends his hand, chuckling as he says, “We’re almost home you can make it. I--” he puts a dramatic hand to his chest. “I believe in you.”
You take his hand but continue to stomp and whine some more. You’ve really got to go. Genji slips an arm around your waist, holding up your weight. If you weren’t stopping to fall over against every object and vertical surface you come across the two of you would be home already. It’s nearly five in the morning and you’re halfway through the park. On your way to cutting through the playground.
The both of you had opted to walk home when the wait for a car was too long with everyone leaving the closing club at once. Plus, being drunk and stupid you, both of you also thought this would be fun. And it has been fun, stumbling around, yelling at strangers. Laughing over every little stupid thing. But now your bladder is so full of the nights' drinks, that you’re thinking you just might wet yourself. “Anija! I need-- like... a bush.”
He stops to full body giggle, and look right at your crotch. In your current state, it takes you a moment to figure what it is that’s so funny. When you do get your light bulb moment, you roll your eyes; what an immature idiot. “Genji! Come on, I-- I’m serious.”
“Alright, alright, come on,” he says as he tugs you along. Suddenly you both end up tripping over something. Probably your own feet. Genji falls all the way to the ground. While you manage to keep yourself upright against a piece of playground equipment. Genji is practically rolling around the floor, cackling about his misstep when you let out a long whine.
Genji looks up to see you with your back leaning up against the playground equipment. Hands cupped over your pussy. Pressing your fingers up against your pee hole, bottom lip tucked away in your mouth. Eyes closed tight in concentration. Genji is a heartbeat away from telling you to just let it go; when your legs start to shake, and pee streams out from between your fingers. Soaks the front of your pretty dress. Runs down your legs and seeps into the fo-wood chips.
You can’t see your brother crawling towards you, on hands and knees, because you’ve got your face covered out of embarrassment. “Oh my god,” you whine. A crack in your voice hinting that you might be on the verge of crying.
Genji’s not embarrassed in the least. In fact, he has a hot and heavy cock in his pants. He stands up on his knees in front of you. Places his hands above both of your knees, and places his thumbs against the wet trail leading up to your damp panties.
He presses them into your skin as he stands up. Little droplets collecting and spilling over his thumbs as he moves upwards. The wetness rolling back down your legs once again. Tickling the skin, raising goosebumps. You still haven't pulled your hand away from your face so you brother does it for you. Pries it away by your wrist. Admires your flush cheeks as he shoves two of your fingers between his lips. Goes down on them like he’s taking a fat cock into his mouth.
A giggle is not what Genji expected, but it’s much better than the crying. “Why am I-- not surprised?” You say as you reach out to cup his dick. “You’re so nasty,” you whisper.
Genji pulls your fingers from his mouth, and then shoves them down into your underwear. “Fuck yeah, I am,” he whispers back, as he leans in so he can press you up against the playground equipment, and kiss you roughly. Tasting a bit of your own saltiness as he rudely rubs your clit. Open-mouthed kissing, so much tongue, and shared moaning, quickly gets rid of any lingering embarrassment from your little accident.
You fumble around desperately with his pants, trying to get his cock free as quickly as possible. You beg, “Genji--Genji. Fuck me, fuck me!”
There’s no need to beg. From the moment you started undoing his pants, he was helping you in your task. Genji then dropping your underwear down to your ankles, where you manage to step one leg out of them without losing your balance. You hike your leg up and over Genji’s hip, and spear yourself down onto his cock. Genji hisses through his teeth, and shoves you back against the surface and thrusts into you.
He wraps his other arm under and around your thigh. Lifts you up and feverishly fucks into you. Presses his forehead to your clavicle and focuses on snapping his hips as hard and fast as he can. With both of your arms wrapped tightly around his neck, you come quickly. Loud moans and curses echoing out into the playground. Your panties falling off of your ankle, to land onto the ground behind your brother. Both heels plummeting to the ground along with them.
Genji comes to his own end, adding to the all of your filth and wetness. Warming you back up on the inside, while all the pee had cooled against your skin several thrusts ago. When he’s done huffing against your neck, he lets you down as carefully as Genji can manage. For a moment he has brief panicked feeling in his gut, as he thinks he dropped you when you fall down to the floor to grab your shoes.
While you don’t forget to grab the heels, you do forget the underwear. Genji, however, does not. He scoops them up, still wet. Balls them up, and shoves them into his pants pocket. You won’t be seeing those again.
Like a big, drunk, child you run off. Giggling and carrying a heel in each hand. “I feel much better now!” Genji isn’t even properly put away yet and your already several feet away. Dress still showing off the lower half of your cheeks, your plush ass giggling with each plant of your feet. Genji quickly fixes himself and sprints after you yelling, “Eh! Sis! Slow down!”
But what you hear is, “Lets race!” Now you’ll make it home in no time.
Imagine your OTP trapped in a closet together, for whatever reason (hiding, door got jammed, got shoved inside, etc). They’re uncomfortably pressed up against each other, as the closet is much too small for two people to fit inside. They’re able to practically feel each other’s breaths and even the slightest movements the other person makes. It was awkward, but even more awkward Person A’s desperation for the bathroom. They didn’t mention it at first, but considering they couldn’t hide their fidgeting, it wasn’t hard for Person B to figure it out. A did their best to hold it, although as time dragged on their squirming increased. B could feel every small shudder that ran through A, and hear each tiny whimper that escaped them. As A started to leak they whined and murmured a string of apologies against B’s neck, trembling as they tried to hang on. It hurt, but they were too mortified at the thought of making a mess of B to fully let go. B’s reaction and if A makes it is up to you.
Bonus: Despite their best efforts their bladder gradually gives in. Although even as they’re practically wetting themselves they still do their best to stop it causing them to wet painfully slowly-all while continuing to apologize to B.
Imagine your OTP in a long car ride together. Due to traveling for so long they grew tense and grouchy. They eventually snapped at each other, for some reason or another, and in turn they had a small (stupid) fight, but neither of them wanted to admit they were wrong. In the end they sat in tense silence together, and to top it off Person A was beginning to need a bathroom break. Although A was too stubborn (and embarrassed) to break the childish silence between them, especially with the thought that Person B might complain or even possibly make fun of them. Of course, soon enough A was forced to admit their need as their hands clutched themselves to stop from leaking. B, realizing how close A was to wetting themselves, was panicked practically yelling at A ‘why didn’t you say anything sooner?!’. Unable to take anymore emotional stress, A started to cry and apologize. Not just for now, but also for their fight earlier. B immediately softened at this and reassured A that it was okay and to just hang on. Whether or not A makes it is up to you!
Bonus: In the end, once A found relief one way or another, the two make up and decide to rest somewhere for the night.
Imagine your OTP is settling in to have some intimate fun together. This time they had decided to spice things up by handcuffing Person A to the bed. Both were enjoying themselves, when during a rather intense kiss A is suddenly struck with a strong urge for the bathroom having forgotten to use it earlier. Initially they try to ignore it, but with Person B on top of them, they realize they couldn’t; so they finally pull away and tell Person B that they need the bathroom. B can’t help but tease A and prod at their overfull bladder. But after B had their fill of watching A squirm they finally reached for the key to let A go, only to realize the key wasn’t where they remembered. Cue B frantically searching the room for the key while A struggles to hold on. What happens next is up to you.
Bonus: While B is still searching for the key A ends up not being able to hold on any longer, so B has to instead quickly grab some towels to at least save the bed from having to be changed. After all this A feels bad for ruining the mood, but B comforts them and tells them they’d rather cuddle anyway.
Imagine your OTP stuck together, literally. Be it due to magic, handcuffs, or some other reason, they’re unable to be separated from one another and are forced to go about their daily life. Things are going pretty well up until Person B needs to use the bathroom. Unlike Person A who doesn’t mind going in front of the other, B is extremely bladder shy. Even when they’re bursting they just are unable to get their body to let go with A standing right next to them. What happens next is up to you. Does B instead try to hold it until they’re separated? Or perhaps A somehow finds a way to help B relax.
