“Just a little bit longer,” Junkrat plead softly. His mouth claiming Hanzo’s once more while an arm hooked around the archer’s neck, keeping them close. A merry moan following suit.
Several soft pops transgressed till bristly whiskers now brushed along the junker’s neck. Moans turning into giggles.
“You do remember we have to go for a mission soon, James?”
Junkrat let out a few more giggles that trailed off leaving a small smile behind when he felt the other pull away to check his face. As if he could see just from that alone of Junkrat did remember or at least understood he was using up all their time.
“Sure I do.” Jamison moved his flesh hand up to brush the long bit of fringe Hanzo had that tickled his cheek in a different manner than the beard had.
“Then perhaps we can… Move onward?”
Jamison bit his lower lip as he felt the archer’s length press against him. He wanted this, he really did. Imagined it even for months after the incident at the gala but there was one thing he wanted more.
“Just one more?” he asked in a hushed whisper. As if he feared asking any louder might scare Hanzo away. “Please?”
Orange eyes, bright like flames, stared up at him and Hanzo wondered how he could say no to just one more kiss.
“Very well-” lips crashed back against his own. Junkrat pulling back surprisingly as he was always the one wanting to linger. “Done?”
“No,” Junkrat replied honestly. “But satisfied for now.” He leaned up and pressed a kiss to Hanzo’s throat.
“I thought you were satisfied?” the archer mused fondly.
“I was- say, thought we were on another time crunch?” Jamison steered the conversation in a slightly different direction.
“…yes we are.”
“Then lets go!” Jamison purred. Both hands having moved to the rump and gave it a teasing squeeze. “Show me what ya got.”
“You sure you don’t want ‘just one more’?”
Jamison looked off at the comment and mumbled under his breath.
“Hm?”
“I… It ain’t- I ain’t said nothing.”
“James.”
“It ain’t nothing.”
“Jamison…”
Junkrat closed his eyes feeling dumb. “I just like this part. A lot I guess… Never had anyone wanna kiss me before,” he mumbled pulling a pillow over his face. Clearly the mood ruined because he couldn’t keep his mouth shut.
That was… No one? How had Jamison had sex before and never-? Anger crept in but the Shimada had to shelf it for now.
“Jamison…. Why are you hiding from me?”
The pillow mumbled unintelligibly. Hanzo pulling it free to note that the once happy go lucky nature of the junker was muddled with fear.
“May I?”
Hanzo still wanted to bang? That was fine. He thought he scared him off but it seemed the archer still wanted to keep going.
A hand gently angled Junkrat’s head as Hanzo lent in for a lingering kiss. The trembling form beneath him leasing in tension. Good.
“How about…” Hanzo took a shallow breath. “We just do this?”
Unable to form words, Jamison nodded. His eyes watering but closed as the Shimada lent down for another kiss, rolling onto his side so they could lay by one another.
For some reason it never once occurred to me that the sweats would be pink and sparkly and yet I am delighted by it and that Junkrat did not complain once about the color. He is the best boy- even if Roady is having a hard time dealing with his boss’ upset belly.
I ended up wanted to do more with science gf’s trying to fix this garbage child….to a very small extent.
I saw this at work but I couldn’t reblog it there and geek out properly.
I love how in the new ones additions you have Jamison looking all sifty like he is desperately trying to find a way out of this mess and is begining to wonder if one really can die from the “kill them with kindness” saying.
I also see three plates meaning this is his fourth round of food and that sweet lil’ belly of his is all bloated and full. His insides are begging him to stop but when is the next time he’ll eat like a king? Maybe never so he eats it and if he didn’t then he would be upsetting the ice queen and her fancy wife so he most likely ate it slower and shakily, trying to keep it all down and retain some manners. They are being oddly nice in a forceful kind of way but the relief when he sees Mako… So genuine and he ain’t letting himself be sat down any time soon because what if they come back? He’s going to be full for days and then stumble off forgetting everything and end up crashing Jack’s BBQ only to be sat down and force fed another several plates of BBQ and soda because if he can do the crime he can pay the time- “Use both hands solider! There is plenty more a coming.”
I got off topic.
Look at Jamison in sweats and a real shirt- he’s going to end up making them into torn shorts not long after he leaves and Sym is going to be upset he made something so ugly into something uglier.
This is sorta the only way I see a relationship with him going featuring either of these girls.
I always leave my comments in the tags in fear of ruining good art and wondering what op will think of me if they knew what odd stories they put in my head but sometimes I want them to just know they are appreciated.
It’s sketchy but that’s great and I love everyone’s hips and how you give them these delightfully full calves. (You never skip leg day in drawings and I love it) Naturally I love everything about Junkrat but the idea of Sym and Mei being a couple is cute as is them trying to help Jamison get better in appearance and in health. He is going to be a long term project though, ladies. Once he’s up to code and you release him back into the wilds he will either find Mako immediately or blow himself up and fly/skid back at your feet with the most entertained then nervous giggle when he realizes just where he landed.
I am Terra 