warning: pussy eating, reader described as a bit chubby, established relationships, stalker Reaper, slight dubcon for reaper. No proofreading MDNI
A/N: I caved and finally added Zarya!!! (Everyone is locking in Doomfist now, please save me).
CASSIDY
Cole is a lazy pussy eater for sure. He doesn’t care to be all flamboyant or controlling whenever he eats you out, he’ll let you take things at your pace while he enjoys his meal.
He could be laying down, sitting, having a smoke, he doesn’t care. If he wants to taste you, he’ll ask you to sit your pretty ass on his face. Grind against him, suffocate him, it’s fine, he can handle it all.
He has a lazy tongue, none of its strokes are ever concentrated, just slow, steady unorganized licks across your folds and the occasional slurp on your clit. It’s not because he’s not interested in you, quite the opposite. He only acts this way so you’ll chase your high, so you’ll grind your hips into his face, begging him for more than just the sloppy licks up your plump wet folds.
“Shh, calm down. I’m not going anywhere, take what you need, darlin”
He loves the way you get worked up against him, loves the smell of you, the taste, the way your hips buck against him when he pulls his lips away for a quick puff of his cigarette. But the thing he loves most of all? The aftermath of it all.
Cole likes his beard, obviously. It ties together his whole rugged cowboy look, but he loves the benefits it has when he eats you out.
Your scent is contagious, constantly clinging onto his beard even after a shower. It’s like he can practically taste you in the air. He gets worked up easily because of it. He may not seem desperate, but don’t judge his exterior, he’s melting just thinking about what he’ll do to you when he gets home.
“Yeah, pumpkin. I had a good day—but let’s not focus on me, how are you..?”
TRACER
Lena loves being trapped between your thighs. She loves how soft they feel, their warmth, but she especially loves the warm feeling of your clothed pussy on her lips.
Lena is very playful, you know that. So you’re not surprised that she can’t help from burying herself into your thighs after a shower. She loves the way your chubby legs just squeeze so perfectly around her head, warming her up while she gives soft pecks of affection to your clothed core, nuzzling her nose to your clit despite your embarrassment.
“Please, love? Had a rough day at work. Can I?”
As soon as you give her the ok she’s devouring you whole. She doesn’t even bother to take your underwear off all the way, she only scoops up the band to the side before she dives in. She’s gentle with you, always holding you open just enough so she can watch your expressions. She adores the way you squirm for her, it makes you look too cute in her eyes.
“C’mon, I’m not teasing, I swear, love! Just one more?”
If you’re too tired after a few rounds, it’s ok, Lena’s there to hold you up while she continues sucking you off.
HAZARD
Findlay isn’t rough in the bedroom or when he’s going down on you. He’s had his share of issues, and he absolutely doesn’t want to be that way towards you.
He’s a sweetheart whenever he’s eating you out, loves holding you up on his lap, your head on his thighs as he spreads yours open for his gaze alone.
He’s heavy on praise, always worshipping our body and how perfect you feel in his hold, always rubbing your thighs with those large hands of his as he watches you writhe under him.
Just because he’s sweet to you doesn’t mean he’s not a tease. Findlay’s pride grows ten tons every time he makes you beg for his mouth. He pinches your cheeks together with his large hand, forcing your gaze gently into his direction. You want him so badly? He’ll make you ask politely like the sweet girl you are.
“You need to use your words, love. Don’t know what you’re asking of me.”
When he’s finally between your thighs he’s relentlessly, constantly praising how sweet you taste on his tongue or how good you are for being oh so patient for him. He’ll have your legs wrapped around his head as he pistons his tongue in and out of your hole, trying to work you open for his cock.
“Such a sweet girl, gonna reward you soon, trust.”
Whenever you cum, it’s always intimate between you two, very intense. He’s holding your hips down as you ride out your high, shaking and grinding your sore clit into his nose as he continues to tongue your entrance slowly. Let him work you out nice and slow, his cocks not easy to take.
“That’s my girl, ride it out.”
“That’s it.”
REAPER
Hot take, but Gabriel is a softer eater. He doesn’t like showing off, he’s just completely obsessed with making you feel good. It’s been years since he’s spoken to you, only watching you from a distance because he’s afraid of what you’ll think if you actually got a glimpse of him. He’s not the man you used to know after all, but his affection for you never seemed to change.
Not only that, but the way you make him feel never changed either.
Gabriel is a hard yearner, it might seem creepy, but he loves watching you through the windows of your once shared home. Loves watching you bake, watch TV, ramble on about how stressful your job is, but he especially loves to hear you gasp his name as you finger yourself behind closed doors. He tries not to peek, but his ears hear it all, and it takes a godly amount of restraint for him to hold back from climbing through your window.
—“Fuck this.”
His chains crumble as quickly as they’ve been built, he’s already above you, staring down your exasperated face as you’re knuckles deep in your cunt. It doesn’t take many words, but once you get past the shock and anger, he’s already on top of you, legs over his shoulders and all.
He’s been yearning for you for years, craving your scent and touch that was just a wall away from his reach for months. He wasn’t going to hold back anymore.
You’re angry, reasonably so, and Gabriel won't stop you from taking your anger out on him. He can handle a little pain, so tug his hair so he’s closer to your folds, he doesn’t mind. He’s relentless and focused, the only goal of his is to make you feel good. He knows your body, your shape. He knows how to make your legs shake under him as he curls his tongue up and under your clit before slurping you whole. He wants to make up for everything wrong he’s done to you in his life in just a short amount of time, but he’ll have to settle with a short apology between your twitching thighs for now.
“Yeah, I know. You’re angry, I’m sorry..let's make up for lost time.”
“Fuck, you still taste the damn same..”
GENJI
This man knows how to eat pussy in its entirety. He was a playboy, so he has loads of experience. That doesn’t mean he doesn’t know how to appreciate you though. Since Genji has experience in bed he knows all sorts of ways to work you up. He’s big on foreplay, always rubbing you through your panties, making sure you leave a nice big stain of your honeyed slick before even thinking about taking them off. He’s a hard yearner for your smell, so he’ll grab them off the floor for later when you’re too fucked out to even open your eyes.
Genji actually is pretty timid with intimacy. He’s always soft with you inside and outside the bedroom. He never really initiates sex, not that he’s not interested, but he thinks it’s respectful to wait until you ask, even if he has a major hard on.
He’s really sweet whenever he eats you out, always making sure to take the time to worship your body by making out between your folds before planting sloppy kisses over your quivering pussy. Then, once you’re grinding into his face he’ll give you what you want, his lips are already wrapping around your clit as we speak.
He’s messy, but slow, fingers knuckles deep inside your weeping cunt as he pleases you with his tongue.
“Let me open you up. There you go, angel. so good for me”
BAPTISTE
Baptiste is one of the most caring, gentlest eaters to ever walk foot on Earth. He’s not only about making you feel good, but he’s also here to make you feel beautiful and loved. He doesn’t just see sex as a one and done type of deal, he wants it to feel joyful, relaxing and fun. Whenever this man eats you out he wants you to feel like a goddess who blesses this cruel world.
He’s groping all of you, no patch of skin is left untouched when you’re under Baptiste. He’ll twirl your pebbled nipples between his rough fingers as he spits on your clit, praising how soft and beautiful you are under him before he starts to smooch over your cunt.
You’re cumming in trials, legs shaking over his shoulders as he clings your hips against his wet stained chin, looping up your mess into his tongue to devour whole. You taste so good to him, he loves every part of you.
“Give me one more. Just one more, pretty girl, and I’ll give you my cock.”
You know that’s a lie, it always is a lie. He never calms down once he’s gotten a taste of you, he’s always using your pussy until you’re rung out, too milked to even give him another drop, but he always finds a way to squeeze out just a little more.
“Tastes so good, so fucking good..m’sorry.”
MERCY
Angela doesn’t often act so reckless going down on you. She’s usually more calm and collected and prefers to wait until the two of you are home—but there are those times when she acts out of pure instinct from stress. It’s rare when she's tense from work, tense from her coworkers. She just needs a quick(long) break between your thighs, that’ll calm her nerves.
She’s a risk taker when she’s on her last limit, it doesn’t matter if it’s off the clock or on a lunch break, if she’s agitated she’ll call you over immediately, pulling you into her office away from prying eyes and onto her lap or desk table.
She’ll have you spread open, hands rubbing up under and over your thighs until her fingertips brush over your folds. She’ll apologize with hushed whispers, claiming that you’re the only medicine that can aid her unbearable stress before her mouth starts to lap across your weeping cunt, making out between your folds with careful strokes. She’ll hold her hand up, letting you suck on her fingers or a hard candy she keeps on a tray in her office to muffle your moans. She has a reputation to keep, and she won’t let anyone else hear how torn you are under her.
“Shh— shhh, I know, I know. I’m just stressed. Need you to help me, sweetheart.”
ZARYA
A controlled sweet eater.
We all know Aleksandra wastes no time on well—basically anything. She understands what she wants, and if she knows how to get it she won’t hold back from anything. It doesn’t matter if she wants to go down on you or vice versa, if you give her the ok she’s already twirling you upside down, legs up in the air, swaying over her shoulders.
She’s on the sweeter side when it comes to eating you out, always making sure to leave soft love bites on your legs as she hugs you to her face with her stable grip. Sometimes she loves holding you upside down while she stands up. She grows wet from just the view of you squirming underneath her.
She’s always a bully between your folds, always keeping a slow pace with her tongue to work you up. Once you get tired she’ll flip you over onto your stomach, spreading you out on her fingers as she flicks her tongue over your clit.
Gush over her, make a mess, whine, she won’t stop until you’re too limp to move, then she’ll kiss your lips sweetly like nothing ever happened.
“You’re such a mess, look at you dripping all over the bed”
A/N: I had a request to write Pharah x shy female reader! If you see this anon, I’m working on it after my college work! >v<
ALSO DID YALL SEE THE LIFEWEAVER MYTHIC? HE LOOKS SO YUMMMYY.
Hazard
Acts Of Service - He’s a man of action and will always show his partner he cares with actions. He’s not always good with words and he knows it. But not once will you ever think he doesn’t care because the things he does, the things he notices you like, he always picks up on it. He sees you like a certain drink? Makes an effort to get it for you. Actions are always louder then words for Hazard.
Mauga
Physical Touch - He strikes me as the kinda person who can’t keep his hands off his partner and loves it when his partner is the same. I also don’t mean like, the more spicy touching like seeing his large hands around your waist or on your hips but he likes to hold your hand, touch your leg when sitting next to him, arm around you while you talk, playing with your hair. He just needs to have some sort of contact.
Emre
Words Of Affirmation and Physical Touch - He’s actually a mess behind the smiles and trying to push through everything. He needs soft words to keep him going, to tell him he’s forgiven, he’s still himself, he’s still loved. He likes it when you touch him, unflinching at all the adjustments that have been done to him, it makes him feel normal, himself with you. Like you aren’t scared of him when he pulls you against him for a hug.
Anran
Words Of Affirmation - She is always everyone's biggest support, motivator and cheerleader. But you know she needs that in return, she’d never ask for it or admit it. Plays off every kind word and compliment with a laugh and a wave of her hand. When she’s stuck in her head, drowning from self-doubt that she didn’t push herself harder, didn’t do a good enough job. Nothing makes her heart flutter like a gentle word of ‘you did your best and that's good enough.’
Vendetta
Acts Of Service - She would move heaven and earth and burn the world down for the love and loyalty of the person she loves and she expects the same. As fierce a lover as she is a fighter. Her words come out rough and brutal but she shows her affections in how she acts, the clear show of favoritism, the way she bends her own rules, just a little to fit you in.
