[The rasp to his voice doesn't go unnoticed, but it's too late to stop now, not with how close they both are. She soothingly rubs her thumb along his cheek as she puts more weight into the roll of her hips, each thrust accompanied by soft noises of pleasure.]
We have all the time now. [Just for a few minutes she can pretend that it wasn't Overwatch that had brought them back together, that they found each other on their own.
The head of his cock rubs up against a spot inside of her that nearly sends her reeling, her teeth clenched to suppress a loud hiss as the walls of her sex squeeze around him. Gasping, she adjusts her position, grinding down onto him as wave after wave of pleasure courses through her.]
Ah, Genji, right... there- [Angela leans over him, hands gripping his shoulders, the roll of her hips never stopping even when she feels her orgasm hit her. She forces herself to lift her head up and watch him as she comes, blonde hair messily plastered to her face by sweat and heat. English and German and his name spill out of her, again and again, until it finally becomes too much and she breaks down with a loud cry.
The sweat and the slickness between her legs make it difficult to keep herself steady- she grits her teeth, the muscles in her arms tensing as she thrusts down onto him, every clench of her sex nearly making her lose it again.]
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Date: 2018-03-05 06:40 am (UTC)We have all the time now. [Just for a few minutes she can pretend that it wasn't Overwatch that had brought them back together, that they found each other on their own.
The head of his cock rubs up against a spot inside of her that nearly sends her reeling, her teeth clenched to suppress a loud hiss as the walls of her sex squeeze around him. Gasping, she adjusts her position, grinding down onto him as wave after wave of pleasure courses through her.]
Ah, Genji, right... there- [Angela leans over him, hands gripping his shoulders, the roll of her hips never stopping even when she feels her orgasm hit her. She forces herself to lift her head up and watch him as she comes, blonde hair messily plastered to her face by sweat and heat. English and German and his name spill out of her, again and again, until it finally becomes too much and she breaks down with a loud cry.
The sweat and the slickness between her legs make it difficult to keep herself steady- she grits her teeth, the muscles in her arms tensing as she thrusts down onto him, every clench of her sex nearly making her lose it again.]