[He wants to believe her, but it's going to be difficult when reality comes back to them. Not just Overwatch, but the underlying cause. There was a reason Winston had pushed that button. Genji had been watching it happen over the years and he knew he wouldn't be able to hide himself away forever. But those are thoughts for another time, when Angela wasn't naked and riding him.
She comes apart in a beautiful cascade of reactions and all Genji can do is hold on with her, his arms sliding around her back as he tilts his hips to nudge her over that edge. When she does come, she drags him with her; he knows nothing he could possibly think to do would be enough to stop it.
He pulls her off to the side, nearly throwing her onto the sheets, one leg untangled and thrown over her hip as drives himself into her. He can feel her sex clamping down on him, but it barely seems to matter with how wet she is. He comes hard with a rough sound in the back of his throat, utterly lost in her and the feeling that punches through his gut and claws up his spine, spilling himself into her.
The orgasm leaves him gulping for air, the rasp of his lungs more obvious now, but stubbornly ignored as he drapes himself around her, overheated and sated in a way that he barely remembers the feeling of anymore. He shifts only just enough to pull out and bring his forehead to rest against hers as he tries to catch his breath.]
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Date: 2018-03-05 07:27 am (UTC)She comes apart in a beautiful cascade of reactions and all Genji can do is hold on with her, his arms sliding around her back as he tilts his hips to nudge her over that edge. When she does come, she drags him with her; he knows nothing he could possibly think to do would be enough to stop it.
He pulls her off to the side, nearly throwing her onto the sheets, one leg untangled and thrown over her hip as drives himself into her. He can feel her sex clamping down on him, but it barely seems to matter with how wet she is. He comes hard with a rough sound in the back of his throat, utterly lost in her and the feeling that punches through his gut and claws up his spine, spilling himself into her.
The orgasm leaves him gulping for air, the rasp of his lungs more obvious now, but stubbornly ignored as he drapes himself around her, overheated and sated in a way that he barely remembers the feeling of anymore. He shifts only just enough to pull out and bring his forehead to rest against hers as he tries to catch his breath.]