♡ stress relief - blackwatch!genji x blackwatch!fem!reader
nsfw oneshot
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synopsis: being a blackwatch agent, you just needed to relieve some stress. genji is more than happy to comply.
warning: smut, this is just smut, pwp, im really rusty w writing smut still, not proofread, enemies to lovers if u squint idk, they have fwb type relationship or smthn, ends with fluff and cuteness yay
a/n: insomnia is kicking my ass and i cant sleep so here’s some smut. not proofread and also there’s gonna be typos bcs of my lack of sleep ive been struggling with writing a lot. trying to exercise it when i can to help but, agh. i hope you enjoy nonetheless
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🚫 MINORS DO NOT INTERACT 🚫
“God, I hate you.”
Blackwatch was rough on its dispatched members. It was never an easy feat to stay sane while carrying out Overwatch’s most grueling tasks. Especially with the compliance of secrecy and under the table morally questionable business. In turn, this causes stress and pent-up anger to build up. Particularly between two poor bastards who just don’t know how to keep it in their pants for each other.
Genji laughs as he pulls himself off of (Y/n)’s neck, hickeys already blooming on her skin. “Oh, I’m sure you do,”
Biting back her voice from escaping her puffy lips (which her formerly abused by Genji’s own just moments before), she threw her head back as the man before her rubbed agonizing circles onto her clit. It was obscene, filthy, and risky. Though it was late at night, anyone could have walked into the training room to bare witness to such intimate yet heated acts of desire. (Y/n) couldn’t tell if the thought of that alone made her skin burn; or if it was the fact that her chest was currently being nursed by her annoyingly hot coworker. Either way, she arched her body from the wall into his, grinding down into his hand in an attempt to receive more friction onto where she needed most.
Genji’s red eyes looked up at her from where he sucked, biting lightly on her sensitive bud before switching to the other. He couldn’t get enough of the pathetic look on her face. The very face that was usually so stone cold and glaring at him, right here, mewling and flushed— professionalism out the window. Her (e/c) eyes glossy and lips red from how much she bit down on them.
“Genji,” She moans softly, hands flat against the wall trying to steady herself. “Please— I don’t want to ge— ahh—! Don’t want us t— to get caught— haah—!” A hand flew to grip his shoulder, her body trembling.
She was close, so close to release, so close to feeling so much more relaxed—
Genji pulled his hands from her pants abruptly, and stood tall over (Y/n).
Letting out a whine of frustration, (Y/n)’s face forms into a desperate pout. “Please, please, Genji,”
“Yeah?” Genji cocks his head to the side, a bemused smirk gracing his face from under his visor. “You want to finish that bad?”
Nodding slowly in a haze, (Y/n) starts to grind herself down on his thigh that rested between her legs. The ninja chuckles, petting her head softly.
“Do you trust me?” He asks.
“Yes,” She breathes, mind mush from how on fire her body felt.
Genji undoes her pants and gets down on his knees, guiding a leg over his shoulder. (Y/n)’s heart is heard within her ears as she starts to realize what he’s doing. Her core already dripping with anticipation and need more than it already was.
He frees his face of his visor, discarding it somewhere nearby with her bra and top. Looking up at her, he felt his own need twitch within him. “Do you still trust me?”
Wordlessly, she nods, delicately entangling a hand into his black hair. Genji takes this as a sign and immediately attaches his scarred lips to her core.
A melodic moan slipped through (Y/n)’s lips as Genji’s own graced her wet cunt. His tongue lapped at her clit vigorously; laying it flat and executing precise circles with the warm, wet muscle. He treated her like his last delicacy, and god, did he love how sweet and tangy she tasted. Genji takes his free hand not upholding her leg, and dips two fingers into her weeping pussy, showing no mercy in his thrusts.
(Y/n) Threw her head back against the wall, hand fiercely gripping a handful of Genji’s locks, somehow an attempt to pull him closer to her pleasure than he already was. He hummed and moans against her clit, sending vibrations throughout her sensitive body. God, it was all too much for her. His tongue, his fingers, his death grip on the plush of her thigh— it was all too much.
Chanting his name like a prayer, (Y/n) was lost in the sinful pleasure his mouth bestowed upon her. Genji was hungry, and she was the perfect meal for him.
He slipped in a third finger, pumping and curling them harder with each thrust. The woman’s moans were such a blessing of a melody, and to think he’s the only one who can see her like this— the only man to make her come undone. It was bliss, hearing the wet sound his fingers made as they pumped with vigor from her aching cunt.
Fuck, he loved it.
“Genji, Genji— w- wait, slow dow— oowwn—! I’m gonna— I’m gonna p—“
Genji pulled his mouth away from her weeping pussy, a string of saliva connecting the two. “Feel like you’re gonna pee?” He asks, a devilish smirk gracing his features.
(Y/n)’s face burns in embarrassment as she nods frantically, the hand that wasn’t in Genji’s hair covering her face. Genji can’t help but laugh a bit. God, she’s so cute.
“My dove,” He purrs, showing no sign in slowing down his fingers pace. “Let yourself go, can you do that for me?”
A confused look flashes across her eyes, but nonetheless (Y/n) nods.
“Good girl,” Before burying himself back into her heat, he looks up again. “Don’t cover your face for me, yeah?”
She does as he says, opting to squeeze and pull on her breast instead. Her body starts to tremble again, her moans blessing Genji’s ears.
Fuck, she’s gorgeous when she’s desperate.
He increased the pace of his fingers and tongue; his digits plunging deep inside of her, curling at just the right spot where she needed him to. His tongue abusing the sensitive bud violently; sucking and licking, desperate to burn her taste into his memory.
With one more curl of his fingers, (Y/n)’s orgasm ripped through her body like lighting. The knot within her finally coming undone and releasing the tension that Genji had agonized her with. Diligently, he fucked his fingers into her as she rode her high, wanting to relish in his own personal victory. Her fluids gushed out of her, coating Genji’s lower half of his face, fingers, and some of his arm with her slick.
“Gorgeous,” He muttered to himself. Though, it was loud enough to fall on (Y/n)’s burning ears.
Releasing his lips and fingers from her, Genji stood up and guided her to sit down. (Y/n) was very clearly worn out from such an intense high, catching her breath as she sat on the floor.
“Did so good, such a good job for me,” Genji praised softly. She hummed in response, her mind fuzzy from the euphoria.
Petting her head once again, he grabbed his nearby used towel and cleaned up the scene. He gently dabbed (Y/n)’s lower half with care before moving onto cleaning himself up (much to his dismay).
Genji helped (Y/n)’s underwear and pants back on properly, and handed her his gray windbreaker jacket since… well… her shirt was ripped in two nearby.
After helping her get decent, Genji pressed a soft kiss on her forehead, her cheek, and finally her lips. She returned the last passionate kiss, his hand cupping her face as it lasted. When they pulled away, he took the time to admire her (e/c) eyes.
“I hate you,” (Y/n) said softly, endearment dripping off of her tired words.
Genji pecked her lips again. “I’m sure you do,”
She giggled, a small smile appearing on her flushed face. “Back to your room for round two?”
Genji slipped his visor back onto his face. “Yes, but I can wait until tomorrow,” He threw the towel over his shoulder and handed (Y/n) her poor ripped shirt. “I want you to rest when we get to bed,”
He swiftly picks her up bridal style, earning a little surprised yelp. “O- Okay,” She complied. “Thank you,”
Genji shook his head, nuzzling her own slightly as they walked out of the training room. “No need to thank me. It’s time to rest.”
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a/n: jm exhausted and i love genji shimada ok bai goodnihjt i hope i can sleep tonight wish me luck
