this is so dumb, don't make fun of me, but something tells me that genji shimada would be the sweetest service top ever. maybe it's the softness in his voice or just how kind his words can be or maybe i'm projecting but damnit since my radar is going haywire i might as well speak my truth. [mdni]
alright alright, imagine him on top, hands ghosting over your sides while his face hovers near yours. soft kisses pressing into the crook of your neck while he's whispering sweet-nothings that has your face flushing and your stomach filling with butterflies. it's natural to him. always knowing the right words to say, how beautiful you look, how he's just so lucky to have you here with him. he's mumbling on about how he feels so honored you want him, of all people, when he's lining himself up and before you know it — it hits you. hard.
hard enough to leave you twitchy when a sudden shaky gasp leaves your chest rattling. genji takes a moment, shushing and cooing at you softly, “breath as best you can okay? it'll start to feel better soon.” he'll say, brushing the hair out of your face, “..there you go.. take deep breaths.” and he's right.
you can feel the way he throbs inside that sends a zip up your spine from the way it felt. it doesn't help that you can hear how his breathing slowly grows soft and ragged and airy from the feeling of you right in front of him.
he's still kissing your neck and jaw, gently rocking his hips back and forth to get you accustomed to the feeling. “doesn't this feel good, my love?” he's whispering into your ear, lips grazing over the skin, when he begins to use a bit more force in the way he moves, “hah.. let's both feel good together.” you can hear the softness in his voice that slowly bleeds into a chuckle that draws out into a soft groan — can feel his limbs curl around your waist to tug you even closer, to press himself even deeper.
your arms wrap around his shoulders to embrace him and his body — getting lost in the sensation of his hips moving against yours in a soft but steady pace. it's enough to make your mind hazy, your eyes trailing over his chest and face because right now, all you can focus on is him. on the way his voice shakes and how soft he gasps when he starts to get a bit faster. the whiny moans that leave him when you see just how encouraged by your reactions he is.
you can feel the way his hands hold you even tighter, nails digging softly into your hips when he leans down to press a soft kiss against your lips — a soft kiss that turns into another and then another. his desperation having a slight sweet taste that seems to envelope you, embracing you until you begin to crave more and more.
ok i'm done, but do you see the vision. genji just fr gives me soft vibes. like i just think he'd be the best at making sure it also feels good for you too because he was taught that his body is nothing more than a weapon, a tool to be used. a sad sentiment that he can't help but feel a little guilty for embracing when he's with you. because with you, he can forget the troubles of his family and just focus on you. on the way you make him feel and, well, the way you feel! he's meant to be used and honestly, he's more than happy to be of service to you whenever he can be.
