#kiriko smut

[kiwi-on-ice]

Public sex headcannons with Ashe, Sombra, Kiriko, Widowmaker and Venture with fem!reader

Word count: 1.2k

Warnings: smut 18+, public sex obvs, dom/sub dynamics hinted at in some, marking, fingering, strap ons, slight degradation in widowmaker's

Notes: I am a whore <3, also first time writing for venture, sorry to put them with the girls I just didn't want to do a whole new post for such small headcannons.

Ashe:

Sees public sex as a way of marking ownership of you, of showing everyone else that you're hers.

Property of the deadlock gang.

Will use it if you’ve been teasing her or generally being a brat, whisking you away to a secluded area or a storage closet and having her way with you.

Honestly loves the idea of getting caught, showing whoever that you’re her doll to use and worship whenever she wants. If someone does happen to walk in, she won't stop what she's doing and in fact will stare daggers at the unfortunate soul until they scramble to leave.

Don't worry, they won't breathe a word of this to anyone...if they know what's good for them

She’ll invite you to sit on her lap, whether in a gang meeting or in general, and not tell you that she’s wearing your favourite strap. With her hands on your hips, she’ll suitably rock you into it, making you wet as she only smirks and pretends to not know what she’s doing.

If you get so worked up and beg her nicely, she’ll take you to somewhere more private and rail you with her hand over your mouth to stop you screaming. Or if she’s feeling particularly mean, she’ll do everything in her power to make you moan while telling you that if you make a sound everyone will hear you.

Any time she feels like too many eyes are looking at you, she’ll shamelessly bite your neck and leave a mark.

She doesn't care, after all it's not like anyone has the power to stop her. So just stand there looking pretty on her arm as she fondles your pussy under your skirt, okay?

Sombra:

Oh she LOVES it.

Mainly loves sexting in public. She’ll send risky pictures when she knows you’re visiting friends or doing something important. If she really wants a reaction, she’ll send a recording of you from one of the times you were intimate.

If wherever you are has security cameras, she’ll hack into them so she can watch your reactions. If she’s feeling in a certain mood, she’ll tell you to do certain things and watch on the cameras to see if you comply.

Other than that, i feel like she’s into parties and the club scene. So expect some more risky dances together, especially if she’s had a bit to drink. Grinding against you, feeling you up, maybe even kissing your neck to show everyone how pretty you are when your skin flushes and your body trembles.

Loves to take you to the bathroom to bend you over the sink and finger you while the music blasts from the next room. She’ll tease you about how needy you are for her all the time (even though she’s the one who dragged you in there, but don’t tell her that unless you want to be forced on your knees with your face in her cunt to shut you up).

Don't be surprised if she films you there too. Don't worry, your pictures are certainly safe in the hands of the best hacker in the world. They're for her eyes only, and that's how they'll stay.

Kiriko:

She's way into teasing in public. Loves to have her hand on your waist, gently running it down before going back up, each time going lower and lower until she's practically feeling up your ass.

If you're wearing a skirt, she'll love to squeeze and grope at your thigh while you sit together.

She'll wait until your distracted or talking to someone before running it up your skirt, just skimming the fabric of your underwear to make you stutter or blush.

And in true switch fashion, she'd love it if you did the same to her. Her cheeks would burn as she'd giggle, her thighs not being able to decide whether to open up to let you touch her more or close them tight in embarrassment.

She's not so into public sex in bathrooms, but if you suggest doing it in a car? Oh she's all over you.

The closeness, the car windows fogging up...it's so exhilarating to her. If she's in a certain mood she may even make you touch yourself while she drives, directing what to do.

Or, to tease you if you're driving she'll touch herself lewdly in the hope you'll pull over and replace her fingers with your own.

Either way, you'll be on the side of the road somewhere as her head is buried between your legs.

Widowmaker:

Amélie is all about the hunt.

She'll have you try and get away from her, running down back alleys until she chases and gets you. To really make you feel like prey, she might fire her gun (ensuring it doesn't hit you of course) just to make you run that bit faster, to have your heart beating heavily.

This will lead to her taking you against the wall of some alleyway you thought you'd escape from, her hand over your mouth as her fingers thrust deep inside you.

She's big into fear play, so she'll hiss into your ear about how slutty you are to let her do this in public, and how anyone could hear or see you being taken against a brick wall.

However after you've been with her for a while, and she's able to unlock her emotions more readily, she'll love to tease you in public a different way.

Leaning in to your ear, whispering the dirty things she wants to do with you when you're home, gently tracing her nails up your arm to make you shiver.

Getting in an elevator and peppering kisses up your neck before the doors open again. Holding your hand and leading you to your room before not being able to make it to the bed before her tongue is in your mouth.

Give her the same energy back, make her feel desired and loved, and she'll be completely yours.

Venture:

Whether or not they're on an archaeological dig or not, they love camping...and they'll always suggest to share the same tent, or even the same sleeping bag...i'm sure you can see where this is going.

Strong arms holding you tightly in place against them as their fingers strum your clit expertly, not allowing you to squirm, just take it.

Would love to stick the fingers of their other hand in your mouth, giving you something to suck on to dull your noises. Don't want other campers to hear you, do you?

Similar to Kiriko, they'll also love, when you both are out together, to grope at your thighs, especially if you're wearing shorts or a skirt. They're a thigh person.

Will also smack your inner thigh to watch you jump, and laugh when you get flustered. They'll pay extra attention to any marks they'd left earlier on your thighs (trust me, you'll have marks), pinching them or just running their thumb over the bruises/bitemarks as you both talk.

However they also love being teased, particularly when they ramble. So get them in a museum, have them talking to you about a specific neolithic skeleton they're interested in before gently pulling their hair when nobody is looking. The stutter and hitch of their breath will be a sight to see.

And may or may not lead to them begging softly in your ear to let them take care of you, wherever is quiet and secluded enough.

[froggibus]

Kiss It Better - Mercy, Kiriko, Lucio & Baptiste

Includes: Kiriko, Mercy, Lucio and Baptiste

Genre: NSFW

Summary: how your support S/O reacts to you getting nipple piercings + them kissing it better

CW: NSFW, nipple play, other suggestive actions, reader has (relatively fresh) nipple piercings

gee i wonder what this could possibly be inspired by lol. i tried to make this gn! reader but there's a chance some f! pronouns slipped in so that's my bad :( also this was originally gonna be ALL the supports and just basic hcs but i got carried away and wrote WAY too much...still tempted to do Zen, Brig, Moira and (especially) Ana tho...anyways enjoy <3

also!!! you shouldn't have anyone touch/lick your piercings for a while after you get them done but we're gonna pretend for the sake of this story <3 definitely not me projecting my frustration into fics

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Baptiste

It’s been a while since you’ve last seen your boyfriend, with his inability to stay in one place and all. Still, the last thing he expected when he entered your apartment was to see you, shirtless, with a hot compress on your chest. 

“Babe?” He drops his bag by the door and slams it behind him, hurrying to your side. “What happened? Are you hurt?”

You’re so excited by his presence that you completely forget about your piercings, leaping up from your spot on the couch to wrap your arms around him. You tug him close to your chest, wrinkling the Hawaiian print fabric of his shirt. 

He hugs you back, drawing you closer to his scent of cologne and pina coladas. You sigh—he must have been in the Caribbean recently. 

He squeezes you slightly, enjoying the feeling of you in the arms. His chest presses against your sensitive nipples, causing you to flinch back from him and clutch your chest. 

“Y/n? What’s wrong?”

You sit back on the couch, reaching for the hot compress. “I-I just got my nipples pierced and they’re a little sensitive.”

“You—what?” His eyes practically bug out of his head, and the Haitian medic immediately drops to his knees in front of you. He reaches for the hot pack, “let me see.”

You let him take it from you, slowly moving your arms to reveal your swollen nipples and the studded jewellery within them. You swear he’s going to faint for a second when he sees. 

“Is-is something wrong?” You ask. 

“Y/n, I’m a doctor—don’t ask me if something’s wrong with you sticking a metal bar through your nipples.”

You laugh at his words, “touché?”

“Still,” he mumbles, hovering his fingers over your left one. “They’re very pretty, baby.”

Butterflies erupt in your stomach at his words, and you try to control your breathing while he touches you gently. You bite your lip at his touch, looking into his eyes while he does it. 

“Is it sore?” 

“A little,” you admit, “it’s worse when there’s pressure.”

He cracks a smile, “want me to kiss it better?”

“Please?”

“It would be my pleasure.”

 He winks at you, moving so that his mouth is level with your right nipple. He blows cool air on it, laughing at the way your breath catches in your throat. 

He attaches his mouth to it gently, leaving wet kisses all over your breast. “How does that feel?”

“G-good,” you mumble. 

He moves to the left side now, planting a kiss over top of the piercing. You whimper and clench your thighs together, tangling your hands in Bap’s hair. 

He pulls back suddenly, moving his hands down to your hips. He presses a soft kiss to your lips. “Is it better now?”

“I guess so,” you tease. 

“Oh, so you want to play it like that? Cause I can make you feel much better.”

Kiriko

Kiriko squeezes your hand, practically kicking her feet in glee while the piercer dabs your nipples with rubbing alcohol. “They’re gonna look so good!”

“Y-yeah!” You say, trying not to pale when the piercer pulls out the needle. 

She tells you to take a deep breath in, and as you breathe out, there’s a sharp pain in your nipple. You squeeze your girlfriend’s hand and suck in a breath. 

“Done!” She announces, dabbing your nipple with a wet wipe to get the blood off. “Wanna go take a look?”

You step off of the table slowly, your knees still wobbling and your head spinning. You step in front of the mirror and almost squeal in joy. Your nipples are adorned with two cute bars, a jewel on each end matching Kiriko’s fox spirit.

“I love them,” you announce. 

Your girlfriend steps behind you, wrapping her hands around your waist and settling her chin on your shoulder. She grins, her sharp canines reflecting in the light. Her eyes practically light up when she sees the colour of the jewels. 

“Do you like them?”

She beams, her smile much more innocent than her thoughts, “I love them.” 

You put your top back on and go up to the front to pay for your piercing before following your girlfriend to her bike. You slide on behind her, wrapping your hands around your waist and being careful not to rub your new piercings against her back. 

She practically drags you back to the apartment and shoves you onto the couch. “Take it off,” she commands, tugging on the hem of your shirt. “I wanna look at them some more.”

You laugh at her antics but pull your t-shirt over your head nonetheless. She melts at the sight, sitting on her hands to retrain herself from touching them. 

“Satisfied?” You raise an eyebrow. 

“Does it still hurt? Or does it feel good?”

You shrug, “it’s throbbing but it’s not too bad.” 

“Aw babes, want me to kiss it better?”

Her words fluster you, forcing you to look away from her while you nod your head yes. She’s ecstatic that she even gets to touch them, licking her lips at the thought. 

She slowly moves in, being careful not to graze her teeth on your sore nipple while she plants a hot kiss to it. You moan at her touch, throwing your head back. She moves to the other side now, repeating her actions and laughing at the way you curl your toes and kick your feet. 

“Don’t worry baby,” she mumbles into your chest, “I'll make you all better.” 

Lucio

It’s been over a month since the last time you saw your boyfriend. He went on tour at the beginning of the fall, and you’ve only seen him occasionally since then. You weren’t really expecting him back for another month, so when he showed up at your door you were shocked to say the least. 

“Babe?” You ask. 

He doesn’t even greet you, instead holding up a news article on his holopad for you to read. Partner of infamous DJ Lucio seen with nipple piercings. 

You rub the back of your neck, your skin suddenly feeling hot. You honestly forgot that he didn’t know about your piercings, and that stupid headline followed by a picture of you in a tank top with your piercings poking through didn’t help. 

“I—yeah, I was waiting til you came to tell you,” you sigh and welcome him into your apartment. 

“Can I—can I see them?”

You laugh, “I mean, duh.”

You tug at the hem of your shirt, pulling it over your head carefully to not catch on your piercings. Lucio’s jaw drops when he sees the silver bar adorned with green jewels going through your nipples. 

“So…do you like them?”

He reaches out and cups one of your boobs, hands cold on your sensitive skin. “They look really good,” he admits, “really, really good.”

“Well, I’m glad you think so,” you grin. “But tell me you didn’t fly all the way here because of piercings?”

“Hey, I thought you might need my help healing and all!”

You wrap your arms around his shoulders and pull him in for a kiss. “Yeah? And how do you suppose you can help with that?”

He kisses you again, “maybe I could kiss them better?”

The thought would be ridiculous if it wasn’t so hot. You know your boyfriend could probably heal you in a few seconds, but the thought of him putting his warm mouth over your aching nipples sent heat straight to your crotch. 

He kisses down to your jaw before working his way down your neck, sucking marks into the sensitive skin. You arch your back with every kiss, whimpering for your boyfriend. 

Finally, his mouth reaches the spot where you really want it, and the minute his tongue brushes against the throbbing piercing, you’re in heaven. You moan and tug at his hair, begging for more. He laughs, the vibrations rumbling through you. 

He moves his mouth to the other side, flicking his tongue across it as gently as he can before placing his mouth over it. “How does it feel, baby?”

“Good,” you whimper, “really good.”

“Are you healed now?” 

“I-I think you need to do it a few more times,” you joke. 

“Anything for you.”

Mercy

When you came home from your appointment and told your girlfriend about your new piercings, she was horrified to say the least. 

“You let someone stick a needle inside of you? There of all places?”

It wasn’t until you actually lifted up your shirt to show her the piercings going through your cute nipples, that she almost dies. You just look so cute. 

“How are they?” She asks, still in awe over the jewellery. 

You lean back on the cot in her office, propping yourself up on your hands. “They hurt a bit if I’m being honest.” 

Angela gives you a disapproving look, reaching a gloved hand out to brush over the top. “Does that hurt?”

Her fingers just barely brush the tip of your left nipple, but it’s enough to send shivers up your spine and slick to your panties. 

“N-no,” you whimper. 

“I can’t believe you’d let someone do this,” she shakes her head. 

“Is that bad, Angie?”

She sighs and moves her hand to brush over the right side, “any pain now?”

You moan when her dainty fingers dance across your chest and squeeze your eyes shut from the pleasure. 

“Does it feel good?” She asks lowly, rubbing her finger across it again. 

“Y-yes!”

She pulls her gloves off and starts to gently rub over your nipples. You throw your head back, squirming at the feeling of her soft skin on yours. 

She accidentally touches the bar, sending a sharp pain through your left nipple. You flinch, immediately moving your hand to cup your boob. 

“Oh, honey,” she coos, eyebrows knit together in concern, “did that hurt?”

You nod slowly, sucking in a breath through your teeth. “They're really sensitive right now.”

“My poor baby. Need me to kiss it better?”

You raise an eyebrow at the blonde. “What?”

“Want me to kiss it better?”

You consider the thought for a second—Angie’s warm mouth on your swollen nipple, warming up the cool metal bars. It sounds like heaven. 

You shake your head and move your hand away from your nipples, watching her carefully. She tucks a strand of hair behind her ear and leans in slowly, warm breath fanning across your chest. 

She presses a gentle, wet kiss to your sore nipple. Blue eyes meet yours as she moves to the other side, repeating the action. She smiles at you when you moan, kissing it again. 

She pulls back, cupping your cheek. “How are they now?”

“Much better.”

[mekakitsune]

Oh how about a jealous Kiriko or Dva and Kiriko hiding their relationship? (Both can be wholesome or NSFW up to you!)

ooo yes i will do jelly kiriko for now bc i only write for one chara per post <3 but i may expand that tbh

jealous!kiriko hcs (nsfw + sfw)

SFW;

generally pretty calm, not really one to get jealous over stupid things

she can get insecure sometimes ): explains how she doesnt feel like she's doing enough and how easy it would be for someone else to sweep u off your feet (if u ditch kiriko ur the weakest link wtf)

doesnt really get jealous over people interacting with you, her jealously is more "damn look at that happy couple why cant i be normal"

compares herself to other people :/ even if it's unrealistic

constant reminders that you love her, only her, and everything about her. you couldnt imagine spending your time with anyone else, no matter her background or job

if jealousy does happen, lowkey acts like a baby LMAO will whine and pout bc things are not going her way

quickest way to soothe your jealous fox gf? kisses. smother her. she will forget why she was even upset in the first place

NSFW;

now. just bc i said kiriko doesnt really get jealous over other people, doesnt mean it doesnt happen

needs to show you how much she loves you. doesnt care who is around

dont bother trying to take control because u arent going to

will not let you go until you are marked. be it hickeys, scratches, or bite marks. yes, she bites.

heaven help the soul who tries to make a move on u when shes feeling possessive <3

manhandling 😻😻 shes fucking strong. loves a good game of cat and mouse. or...fox and rabbit ;)

quick, imagine your like, at a party and some fool is drunk and trying to be all over you. not on her watch! suddenly you find yourself whisked away to the nearest empty room so that kiriko can claim her prize :3

sometimes its fun to get her going, but you will need to reassure her after its all said and done, or she will really start to overthink

overall, she trusts you, and you trust her, but whose to say winding up your gf isnt any fun ;)

[nyctophiliq]

oneshot where kiriko notices that you’re feeling uncomfortable at a party, so she pulls you aside to get your mind off of things?

— ✮ ( 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑 )

minors dni; nsfw ! — lowercase writing intended, sub! reader, dom! kiriko, semi-public sex, mirror sex, fingering, hair pulling, cum play, mention of alcohol, no real end :/

moss' notes; LEGS MOSS IS SO HAPPY YOU REQUESTED FROM THEM AHAHA hope you enjoy, and thank you and mage for the mirror sex headcanons, heavily inspired it here is the link

⠀⠀( pairing . . . ) — kiriko kamori + f! reader

you knew that coming to this party would be a mistake but kiriko was far too persuasive and insisted on you tagging along with her. the two of you arrived late, when the party was already in full force so her arrival made bigger of a scene than when she would arrive in time. a bunch of people who you could hardly remember the name of dragged her away, leaving you to figure out what to do.

there was a calm corner at the party where you could stay, where the music wasn't too loud and the drunk people seemed to not look. so you headed there after a few times filling your drink, looking above everyone else's shoulder to see kiriko downing her drink and leaving the ping-pong table before disappearing into the sea of drunk people.

"uncomfortable?" kiriko popped up next tot you, questioning as she takes your hand.

"i... maybe a bit. it's a big crowd..." you look at the people dancing in the middle of the room before your gaze shifts to your hands hanging next to your thighs. you look up at kiriko who has a little blue spark behind her eyes, whipping your head away you clutch the red cup in your hand before downing it all at once.

kiriko expected you to not be too fond of the party she brought you to, but hoped with her keeping tabs on you and with your friends also there you would be more comfortable. she didn't want to let genji down because nothing beats her watching as genji going out of his mind after she beats him at beer pong. well, nothing... except maybe you and certain features of yours.

"come on, let's go somewhere quiet. promise it's gonna be good." she says sweetly as her hand takes the cup from you and settles on the small stand next to the two of you. her fingers laced with yours before pulling you through the tipsy, dancing people towards the short staircase that led up to the second floor's small corridor. "so good."

"y-yeah?" you don't mean to stutter, following her without a doubt into the bathroom on the left.

"yeah." she hushes tenderly after you are through the sill, closing the door behind the two of you and the darkness eats the room up. her hand lets go of yours, instead an arm wrapping around your waist and pushing you up against something cold. you gulped, feeling kiriko's chest rubbing against yours as she leaned into you. the small bunch your panties were in your pants felt cold and wet, suddenly your spine felt like soda was replacing the spinal fluid and you could hardly contain your head from moving side to side. your thighs rubbed against each other as you tiptoed, one fold of the scrunched-up damp fabric caught onto your clit and you tried fighting back a groan that choked in your throat, but your hands slipped and it got out.

click !

the lights were finally on, bright and burning your eyes. "kiriko..." you breathe, and you wonder what was taking so long with the lights because she seemed like nothing had changed from before the two of you waltzed inside.

a small groan left your throat as her tongue delved into your mouth, eagerly swirling against yours. your arms wrapped around her neck, pulling her impossibly close to you, relishing in the heat of her body on you. as her lips trailed a line down your neck you rolled your hips against her, begging for more. kiriko's teeth sunk into your skin and you whimpered, groaning at the feeling of her fingers digging into your hip, tugging gently at the waist of your pants. your breath hitched as you felt her other hand running up your inner thigh, a gasp escaping your lips at the feel of her cold hand palming you through the fabric.

"kiriko...." you practically moaned at her teasing. this party was hectic, she completely abandoned you to compete with the shimada brothers and now you were absolutely aching at the thought of her fingers.

"turn around for me," she murmured, her lips coming up to take your lips between hers for a short kiss. you gave her a somewhat puzzled look, still trying to make a sentence in your head in the middle of a fog that your brain was. "promise it will be good." she repeated for the hundredth time it seemed and you once again just silently nodded, complying with her request and turned around.

multiple things run through your head when your eyes catch hers in the giant mirror on the wall, expecting her to embrace you from behind but what you haven't expected was the force which she did it with. you gasped when she pushed you back up against the cold granite counter of the sink, bracing yourself on your arms in front of you.

kiriko played with the golden button of your pants for a minute before ripping it from your pants and slipping her hand inside. your head hand as her fingers slowly traced your folds, teasing you, drawing your witness out as she tormented your clit. you heard footsteps outside of the room, and realizing someone might just step inside and see you two kicked you back into the same anxious mindstate before, causing you to panic. the shrine maiden's free hand clasped over your mouth, muffling any panic word that was about to come from your lips and have you forget about the party once again. you bit down on your lips when she buried a finger into your pussy. her pace was torturously slow, her thumb tracing around your clit as her fingers pumped in and out of you.

"look at you, such a pretty mess." kiriko whispered, hand slipping down to grip your chin, and forcing you to look at your reflection in the mirror. her eyes found yours, a smirk taking over her face as she plunged a second finger in, you let out a breathless gasp, doing your best to stay quiet as her fingers curled against your g-spot.

oh, you were a mess, tears of drool slipping from the corner of your mouth as she twists her fingers inside of you, her knuckles assaulting your clit. your chest was heaving, breath still heavy from kiriko's hand silencing you. and she, she was staring at your lust swollen face while her fangs sink into your smooth skin. "it's so g-good... kiriko!"

she wished she could wrap her lips around yours as her fingers continued to torment your cunt, but instead used the chance to torture you. she rutted light against your hips before thrusting a third finger into you, pumping it quickly, putting more pressure on your clit, rolling her harder and faster than before. you continued mewling, whispering half-audible words of application. your head sank even lower, sobbing as your walls clenched around her fingers and your arms shot backward to grab into her side. you caught her jacket, your knuckles turning white as she rubbed you through your orgasm, an army of choked-back moans erupting from your throat.

you whine once again, moving your hips to meet her trust like an impatience child while riding the last of your high, your arms giving out and having to resort to keeping yourself up by your elbows. she tutted you softly, relishing in the wetness wrapping itself around her as you tried to gather yourself. her finger pads collected your slick as she pulled out of you before bringing her soaked finger up to her lips. you finally opened your eyes again, catching her reflection's gaze as she stuck her tongue out, placing her fingers on it and deliberately licking your juices from them.

"hmm, you want a taste?" she coos into your ear, forcing her finger back deeper inside of your sopping cunny. you didn't even really know what you were saying to make her laugh before she was sticking her hand into her own pants and offering it to you.

"good girl." she kissed your neck as you wrapped your lips around her fingers, your tongue slithering between the three fingers to clean and suck on them lightly like a baby.

kiriko was pleased and you seemed to be worrying about anything but the party and all the people around, the fact pulling a smile to her face. her hand that wasn't in between your lips found its place in the middle of your back, soothing a spot between your scapulas.

[l0serloki]

Trick or Treat

How OW Characters would react to their partner saying trick or treat

(Ashe, Junkrat, Moira, Kiriko, Cassidy)

CW : SMUT, begging (Ashe/Moira), a bit of exhibitionism (Cass/Kiriko)

Ashe : Treat

“What’re you asking for doll? You want me to treat you?” Ashe raised an eyebrow. You couldn’t help but giggle as her cheeks went a bit red and she pushed her chair back.

“Why don’t you come sit on my lap? Let me treat you.” Ashe patted against her lap and you made your way over. It wasn’t uncommon for Ashe to treat you but she was usually the one letting you take the reins, so this would be different.

Her fingers traced against your chest a few times before moving down to unbutton your pants. She was slow and methodical, inching lower and lower allowing your need to build.

“Ashe..” You whispered out, getting tired of her fingers trailing around where you needed her most.

“Beg for me sweet thing, I’ll give you what you want.” 

Junkrat : Treat

You and Junk had been spending a day off as everyone Trick or Treated. He was bouncing around the living room going on about some gears when you had murmured the words ‘Trick or Treat’. It was more so a random thought that escaped but Junk’s face turned to a grin.

“I love treats. And a few tricks. But I think you deserve a treat.” He moved closer grabbing at your jaw and bringing his lips against yours. His hands moved swiftly over your garnements.

“Jeez baby, desperate much?” You moaned as he threw your clothes to the ground.

“I gotta be when I have such a fine work of art in front of me!”

Moira : “Treat” (It’s Moira we never know)

“Oh pet, you want a treat, hmm? Or should I give you a trick?” Moira’s nails scratched at your cheek, a wicked smile growing on her face. You knew Moira would get a tickle out of the comment but you didn’t expect her to go this far. She peeled back her lab coat and placed it against the table, inching her face down level with yours.

“Tell me, do you want a treat dear?” Moira whispered, her hands trailing the inside of your thighs. Her smirk only grew as you squirmed with need and she hummed.

“Use your words pet or I won’t help you.” Her fingers pinched against your flesh and you gasped at the sensation. You nodded your head and pulled at her wrist. 

“Yes. I want a treat.” 

She seemed to accept your comment as she worked to shimmy down your pants. Her eyes watched intently as she roamed down, finally meeting your core. 

“O-oh Moira..” Your eyes rolled back as she moved your panties to the side.

“Feels good doesn’t it? I suppose I should treat you in my lab more often. Make you my labrat.. hmm?” 

Kiriko : Trick

The moment the words ‘Trick or Treat’ left your mouth Kiriko’s face grew ecstatic.

“Trick or treat? Oh I’ll give you a trick alright.” She yanked at your arm, pulling you both away from the commotion of the Halloween party.

You were abruptly shoveled into the broom closet, Kiriko’s hands already working at undressing you. Her eyes looked into yours and she grinned.

“I’m going to make you cum four times and let’s see if we can not get caught by the others. Try to be quiet.. or don’t.” 

Cassidy : Trick

You had sat down against Cassidy’s leg, everyone at the party already filling the spaces on the couch. He was lost in conversation with Tracer talking about old friends and her girlfriend when he started to bounce his leg. At first you thought it was just coincidental until his empty hand roamed a little too close to your core.

“Cassidy..” You growled into his ear, your body jolting everytime he moved his thick thigh up and down. He looked away from Tracer for a moment and raised an eyebrow with a shit-eating grin.

“Something wrong darlin?” He pressed a bit further, acting coy and then continuing to talk to Tracer. It lasted like that for a few minutes before he adjusted his drink, whispering a little ‘Trick or Treat’ in your ear before pinching your thigh.

You knew you were in for it that night.

[sshadowritestoriess]

Hey! Do you think you could write some NSFW headcanons for Widow, Mercy, Kiriko, Lifeweaver and Genji (gender neutral afab reader) please? Feel free to ignore if that's too many characters or if you just don't want to do it. Have a great day, and don't forget to drink water dear author!

Sure! I did my best, sorry they’re all so short. I just didn’t want a super long post 😅

Widowmaker NSFW

She can quite literally take you out in ‘one shot’— you’re not certain how exactly she does it, but she touches you in all the right places in quick succession and finds exactly where you need her most in just an instant. You’ve lasted about thirteen seconds at most with this technique of hers, and it was quickly banned from the bedroom unless you asked for it

She’s a very hard biter, like she doesn’t realize she needs to be a bit more gentle. You often wonder if she thinks she’s actually going to inject venom into your bloodstream this way

Eerily quiet responses toward any pleasure, even if you’re doing everything right she makes it hard to tell if you’re doing anything at all. So she tends to be the one in charge, that way you don’t end up questioning your capabilities or doubting her reactions

A slowed heartbeat seems to increase her stamina, though. It’s only somewhat annoying, especially in addition to her lack of emotion toward intimate times. But you refuse to believe she’s not feeling anything at all, either— otherwise she wouldn’t be stepping on you ‘for fun’ unprompted, or initiating half of these encounters

Mercy NSFW

An unpredictable switch— everything that happens in the bedroom is a flip on a coin based on what she’s feeling and when. You never know if you’re about to give or receive, but either way it’s extremely rewarding and it’s hard to discern any complaints out of a night with Angela

She is pretty vocal, makes the nicest noises and lewd sounds you’ve probably ever heard. She definitely sounds like an angel, and it’s worth every touch to hear her sound off while completely red in the face

Maybe a bit too in love with pegging you. As a doctor and being very knowledgeable about the body, she’s rather enthusiastic toward loosening you up and talking about safety before giving you the ramming of a lifetime. Certain recommended positions even relieved your back pains somewhat, to your astonishment

She highly prefers to schedule these exchanges, rather than doing them on a whim. She refuses the ideas of quickies or anything with risk— especially in communal/public areas. You’d need to absolutely guarantee no one will be walking in or she might not ever forgive you for the embarrassment

Kiriko NSFW

Absolutely a brat, and we all know this. You’re not getting anything done without force or a trade, and she clearly relishes in those methods— always a “no” or a “why”, and then the “what will I get in return?”

Hugely into degrading and she’ll meet you halfway, criticizing your every move as if it doesn’t have her writhing in euphoria. She’s mostly in control of the sounds she makes, but when you get enough of a rise out of her the high-pitched noises are totally worth the struggle to get them in the first place. But she tries really hard to pretend like you don’t have an effect on her

She totally abuses her abilities to make you both finish faster, and especially against your will if you intended to take your time. Everything she does in bed is completely in spite of you— you’re fighting to earn the outcome you want, so hopefully you’re up for that kind of challenge

Her attitude is to make up for her low libido, and especially in her inability to last very long. She’s super sensitive, but she’ll never admit it. You’ll figure this out sooner than later though, and she’ll put up even more of a fight with a smirk on her face before you get anywhere near the brink of relief

Lifeweaver NSFW

Undoubtedly has a preference for being on bottom, but absolutely more than capable of being a top if he’s in the mood for it.

He’s sort of a pillow princess, likes having all the work be done for him. Much more of a receiver than he is a giver, but only in intimate moments— he’s much more giving outside of private moments that heavily lack clothing

But he is extraordinarily talented with his mouth, and he knows this. Yet he won’t offer such services without being asked politely, which must include a ‘please’ or he may remind you of your manners. It’s all in good fun though, he likely wouldn’t have refused either way (please ride his face)

He makes a lot of sounds, though they’re always muffled by his hand or pillow— or you. He also super loves using rope for things, like being restrained, and shibari. He gets more excited when he’s trapped and vulnerable in front of someone he likes

And while he’s a gentle top, he makes sure to return every favor you’ve given him on the occasions he does take over. These sessions last significantly longer than when he’s on the receiving end— edging turns out to be a specialty of his. And along the way, he’s more than happy to remind you of your previously indulgent behaviors

More Genji NSFW

Genji is still Genji, and even under all that metal he’s still pretty full of himself. So he totally, secretly, has a mask kink, and goes a bit feral when you wear his helm along with a lingerie or something else enticing (maybe even his hoodie lol). There’s just something about seeing his own visor on you that makes him want to pounce

I don’t imagine he’s super into wireplay/anything that has to do with his mechanics, but he’s not against it. He’s fine with it enough and appreciates you’d find these parts of him just as attractive, it just doesn’t get him going as much as other things do. He will happily indulge you though.

He’s dangerously easy to arouse. Drop one hint, playful or not (but only after the first few intimate exchanges) and he will find someplace to make it quick. Of course, he’s fluent in consent, so he’ll back off if you really were only joking. But otherwise you may often find yourself getting that super-enhanced-ninja special in the strangest secluded areas

And he makes it his job to make sure you cum before he does. On occasion he slips up, and if you’re competitive like that then it can be pretty 50/50. But he praises himself as a gentleman who treats his lover with the utmost care, and will deliver to you everything he has before taking you for his own pleasure

[notmozzi]

Dva and Kiriko keeping their relationship a secret?👀👀👀 (it can be wholesome or nsfw up to you!)

Kiriko x D.Va Hiding Their Relationship HCs (NSFW ahead)

A/N: had fun with this one. love my girls <3 art by ratazki on twitter!

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• Kiriko and Hana began their relationship not long after Kiriko had joined Overwatch. The two immediately hit things off, and after a few secret dates here and there, Kiriko eventually got the guts to ask her favorite pilot to be her girlfriend. Hana had never been so giddy.

• Of course, both women aren’t exactly dead-set on letting everyone know of their relationship right away. Especially with Kiriko already focused on getting to know members of the team. It’d be pretty odd to introduce yourself as the girl dating someone they’d been working with for years, so keeping it a secret is a given. At least for a little while.

• The two enjoy spending their free time together playing video games or cooking (Kiriko being the cook and Hana being the taste-tester). So it isn’t unusual to see the two disappear after missions (assuming they’re stable), training sessions, or meetings.

• Genji, Angela, Fareeha, Cassidy and Lena are the only ones 100% convinced about their uncomfirmed relationship. There are others who are suspicious, though, like Lucio.

• Kiriko loves being a tease with Hana, and she often does so in front of the others with subtle touches. Brushing the back of her hand against Hana’s, getting up behind her closely when she wants to observe what Hana’s doing- things like that. Seeing Hana’s face go crimson never gets old.

• Hana, on the other hand, enjoys teasing verbally. Choice words to get Kiriko flustered, like little compliments that to others seem platonic, but to Kiriko are far from it.

———

“I’ll never understand how you throw them daggers like that, fox girl.” Cassidy took a sip of his bourbon, clearing his throat with a gruff cough as he gestured towards Kiriko with a nod. Glancing at the others across the room, being Reinhardt, Angela, Lena and Jack, the cowboy let out a low chuckle. “She’s got skill, that’s for sure.”

“You bet.” Jack replied with a smirk, nodding towards Kiriko like a proud father. The newcomer, upon realizing all eyes were on her, sheepishly rubbed the back of her neck with a hand, murmuring a small “thanks” and smiling warmly.

Hana however, being right beside to her, noticed this, and decided to add in a word of her own.

“Couldn’t have said it any better,” she quipped, expression bright as she leaned over the island counter, “I’ve been telling her how good she is with her hands.”

Watching Kiriko’s face turn that red that fast made Hana Song’s entire year. This moment was also Cassidy’s final straw in his raising suspicions.

———

• The two never take major risks. Subtle, chaste kisses here and there, sure, and the occasional words of affection will get thrown around in the form of subtle whispers. The two truly don’t want to get found out any time soon, and while it is fun to fool around, they know to be careful.

• Well…except for that one time.

———

“Mnn…mnnnph-!”

“Shh…Hana, I know. I’m right here.”

Hana, sounds muffled by Kiriko’s palm over her mouth, was currently pinned to a bathroom door, writhing against it as pleasure overwhelmed her. Her legs were pried open by a single hand between them; a flustered mess, the pilot brought a hand up to hold on tightly to her girlfriend’s jacket, whining words like “yes,” “faster,” “fuck.” Eyes half-lidded, weak sounds of need fell past her covered lips, her breathing erratic.

Kiriko, eyes dilated at the sight of her lover like this, kept her gaze focused on Hana’s sopping wet heat, her fingers working swiftly to bring the brunette to her peak. “You’re doing so good, Hana…” She murmured coolly, smirking a little as she finally looked up to make eye contact.

The sheer need in Hana’s eyes made the taller woman feel truly primal, god, she loved seeing her girlfriend submit. Especially in these circumstances. Kiriko prided herself on being a responsible young woman, but she’d be damned if she wasn’t going to put her girlfriend in her place when her tone practically asked for it. Regardless of their whereabouts.

Currently, the couple was at a mission after-party. And the entirety of Overwatch was outside of this very bathroom. The only bathroom.

Hana and Kiriko were no strangers to quickies. But this was definitely the closest they’d ever gotten to being caught. Hana had been teasing Kiriko all night, and the former vigilante had simply had enough. Hana was bold for assuming Kiriko wouldn’t bend her over the bathroom counter and finger her while making her watch.

But door sex would suffice, too.

Gasping for air, Hana managed to pull her mouth free from Kiriko’s hand for just a moment, rambling eagerly, “God, Kiri…y-you’re so-”

“-So what, bunny?” Kiriko breathed sensually, bringing her lips to one of Hana’s ears as her fingers continued moving rhythmically against her pulsating walls. “Use your words.”

Hana let out a high-pitched moan into her hand, her hips bucking as Kiriko began curling her fingers into her g-spot.

“You’re…so m-mean…” she was barely audible through the suppression of Kiriko’s palm on top of the whimper lacing her words. Kiriko’s other hand was braced against the door Hana was up against, rendering the pilot completely trapped. It was addicting, feeling preyed on by the shrine maiden. And Hana, though she liked to be stubborn about it, was enthused to submit to her.

Smirking, Kiriko pressed a kiss to the side of Hana’s face, purring teasingly, “You know you like it.” Then, another kiss, this time to her lips. Pulling away, she sped up her ministrations, and Hana’s body felt light and fuzzy as her peak crept up on her.

“Go ahead. Cum for me.”

And Hana absolutely obeyed. Nobody questioned how exhausted she looked after leaving the restroom.

[ovwechoes]

Support Girls & preference headcanons (NSFW)

This is a continuation of this post here, where I was asked if the ovw girls were submissive, dominant or switches. These are the support girls' ones, and I've put them under the cut due to nsfw discussion and the fact that I ramble like there's no tomorrow (please don't read if you're under 18+, thank you)

[ dps & tank are linked here if you'd prefer theirs ] 

Ana Amari: Ana's old school, and enjoys submissive sex with missionary that's very passionate. She used to love dominating when she was younger, with it being her main preference for years as a young adult. Now, though, she has no energy for it and likes to be pleasured in a sweet and loving way (when she does have the sex drive for it at least).

Brigitte Lindholm: Brigitte's a switch with a dominant lean - she prefers to dominate in a similar way to JQ where she's a power bottom, controlling the sex and leading her partner even when she's being pleasured. It's something she'll always enjoy and she especially has a kink for overstimulation on her partner. Brigitte loves to keep going and make their head spin from the pain and pleasure, and to watch them ontop of her with no control over what she's doing to them. If she's tired, or exhausted mentally, she likes to be pleasured and likes to go through the motions of sex to bring herself closer to her partner spiritually.

Illari Quispe Ruiz: Illari's submissive when she has the drive for sex, and likes passionate sex that's about showing love (so essentially love making). She doesn't enjoy rough sex as much as she thought she would, but she's still happy to have sex with some aspects as long as it's nothing extreme (i.e praise or dirty talk). Illari likes feeling closer to her partner, and has a kink for leg locking. She likes mutual masturbation as well, especially if she isn't in the mood for sex.

Kiriko Kamori: Kiriko's preference during sex is switch - she's happy to do what her partner's feeling, and she rarely has a specific lean. For her, she just wants to have sex and to orgasm, so she's not entirely fussed which way she wants to go. However, when she does know what way she's leaning, she likes to dominate through degradation and sensory play, and likes to submit through bondage and toys.

Angela Ziegler / Mercy: Angela likes to submit during sex, but especially foreplay. She likes to have her control removed and likes to feel she's loved and valued as much as she values others, with her pleasure coming first during sex. It's not often that she'll dominate, with the most she will do being riding or cowgirl. It's something she's willing to explore, but she doesn't naturally feel the dominant lean unless she's frustrated with something and needs to use sex to get her anger out.

Moira O'Deorian: Moira's of course a dominant woman, and she rarely likes to submit. She likes to be in control, watching her partner shake with pleasure from her actions and her words, and likes for her partner to know that they're owned completely by her. It's something she really enjoys sexually, and she rarely feels the desire to submit. Her biggest kink/turn on is tying her partner up and leaving them with too little pleasure while she works on something. Moira likes ignoring her partner until they're at their brink, begging for her.

[acradelius]

"Playing With Your Food"

KINKTOBER POST #2 / #16

FANDOM: Overwatch / Overwatch 2

PAIRING: Kiriko Kamori x Female! Best Friend! Reader

SUMMARY: Kiriko has always had a sweet tooth, especially whenever it came to donuts. Convincing her best friend to have a sleepover to try these new "special" donuts, Reader comes to discover that Kiriko likes to use them for other fun things besides eating.

RATING: Lemon [🟡] - (NSFW!)

WARNINGS / MENTION OFS: MINORS DO NOT INTERACT WITH, Female! Reader, Best Friend! Reader, Nickname Usage / Reader Giving - "Babes", Mentions Of Consuming Alcohol, "Special Donuts" - Actually Edibles, Brief Implication Of (Y/N) Having Taken Edibles In The Past, Clit Rubbing / Stimulation - Reader Receiving, Breast Sucking / Biting / Stimulation - Reader Receiving, Food Play / Kink - Kiriko's Preference, Fingering - Reader Receiving, Unintentional Orgasm Denial, Kiriko and Reader's Sexual Orientations Not Disclosed - Left Up To Reader But Obviously Not Straight In This Case (?)

WORD COUNT: 1,539 Words

TAGLIST: @masterofpuns

(If you'd like to be tagged for all posts, certain fandom posts, or certain character posts then feel free to message me!)

“-babes, you’ve got to start eating something else besides donuts all the time.” 

It should’ve been something expected, something that was a well known fact at this point, considering that (Y/N) had allowed her childhood best friend to plan their hangout activities for this time. It wasn’t necessarily often that the full control of planning their outing was within Kiriko’s hands, and (Y/N) should’ve known that kunoichi would take full advantage of it. 

Typically whenever the young ladies would hangout they would take on a night in the town, eating at some fine dine restaurant before spending the rest of the evening at some karaoke bar to sing the latest girl band songs or find themselves sitting at the local cafe to gossip about the latest drama. This time was a little bit different though. Despite that (Y/N) had returned from her mandatory college class trip a couple of days ago, she was still feeling the lingering effects of jetlag, and therefore had asked Kiriko to make the hangout more mellow and relaxed than usual. Maybe order some takeout, she wouldn’t mind having a few shots of alcohol, but spend the night inside while watching movies or something. 

Takeout? Just ordered, busy night, therefore going to take awhile to get there. 

Movies? Some romantic comedies that Kiriko has been wanting to check out. 

Alcohol? Apparently not, Kiriko stated that she had something much more special for the night. 

“-Speaking of donuts,” There’s a grin that forms upon Kiriko’s face as she goes to clasp her hands behind her back, having that behavior that she had something suspect planned, standing back by the table in the dining area of the apartment. “You’ve got to take a look at these ones! Tell me what you think about them!” 

Those three, large boxes that had a variety of donuts were pushed to the side to reveal two, smaller boxes behind them, which Kiriko excitedly pushed towards the edge of the table for (Y/N) to get a better look at them. These two specific donuts were quite larger than the others in the typical boxes, though at first that seemed to be the only difference that (Y/N) could notice. The donut upon the left obviously belongs to Kiriko, seeing that it was a sour cream type of donut that was thinly coated in a soft, pink frosting that also was decorated with more than enough pink and red sprinkles as well. The other donut happened to be similar in size, but it seemed to be (Y/N)’s preferred type of donut and extras as well. 

“I didn’t know that they started making extra big donuts at that shop you get them from, Kiri.” 

“Oh, they don’t! I figured I’d give it a try at replicating them since they’re special donuts! Our special treat since we’re staying in tonight!”  

Replicas? 

Special donuts? 

Oh? 

Oh..? 

..Ohh. 

It begins a subtle sensation within the mind, that there’s something going on but it’s difficult to explain what it is. Then, the sensation becomes more prominent within the eyes, how they become reddened and droopy, but it’s not from tiredness. There’s a heaviness that begins to become apparent within the arms and legs, eventually throughout the whole body, and you become comfortable just being in one position for quite some time. Trying to get up and move around was a whole other story, but for right now both (Y/N) and Kiriko were content on the couch. Large smiles were seemingly permanent on their lips, stretched wide and would stretch even wider if possible from the flurry of giggles that echoed throughout the air at practically nothing. 

“..I didn’t know.. that- that you knew how to make edibles, babes.” 

“After you brought over those fruit ring edibles that one time I figured that I could at least try to make some, since I typically have more time on my hands then you. Like I said, our special treat.” 

“You keep making them, and they continue tasting that good, then you’ll just have to become my new dealer. It’d be easier and less of a hassle than dealing with other dealers around.”  

Eventually their small talk diminishes into silence as the first movie that had been chosen by Kiriko plays throughout the living room of the apartment. It wasn’t necessarily a movie that (Y/N) typically found herself interested in, but it did have some actress or two that both the women were quite interested in. The way that the actress naturally falls into her role, the way that she’s able to gravitate the audience towards her no matter what she does, the way that she looks beautiful no matter how she looks- “Ah, shit.” 

Lifting her hand up to her face (Y/N)’s met with a muddle of icing and donut crumbs, glancing down to see that there had also been a similar mess upon her chest. From the lack of awareness from the high of the edibles (Y/N) must’ve gone to wipe crumbs off of her chest and forgotten about the chunk of donut that had still been resting within her hand. There’s that blurred movement of green- don’t ask what specific shade of green that it is because (Y/N) has absolutely no clue- that comes across (Y/N)’s vision and blocks the view of her chest. “Kiriko, what are yo-” It’s then that there’s a balmy, damp sensation that brushes across her chest. 

“-Did you just fucking lick me?” 

There isn’t much of a verbal response besides a soft hum that leaves Kiriko as she proceeds to brush her tongue against (Y/N)’s skin once again, smacking her lips at the taste of the donut and icing upon her tongue. There was also something about the taste of her best friend, something that was exquisite yet also hard to explain, and she couldn’t help but to go back in for another taste. There was something satisfying to Kiriko about lifting her head up to see a flustered blush having spread across (Y/N)’s face, the young woman seemingly conflicted, yet intrigued, about how things were turning out. 

“(Y/N)~” 

It’s a breathy whisper, a breathy whisper with a teasing tone, and how it ends up transitioning into some hot and heavy session of intoxicated intimacy with her best friend is definitely a surprise to the both of them. 

“F-Fuck, babes~” 

There’s an shudder that courses throughout (Y/N)’s body while her hips jerk forward in an attempt to reach out for Kiriko’s touch once again, that intense warmth and tingling sensation slowly subsiding as Kiriko removes her fingers from (Y/N)’s clit. While her cunt clenches around nothing, desperately wanting Kiriko’s fingers back to dragging themselves along the walls of her pussy or rubbing against that sweet, special spot, her breasts are being attended to in the meantime. Kiriko’s lips wrapped firmly around one of (Y/N)’s breasts, alternating between using her tongue to brush against the erect nipple within her mouth and then using her teeth to gently bite and pull at the nipple until it leaves her mouth with a soft popping sound, using one of her hands to gently grope and squeeze at (Y/N)’s other breast. 

-told ya’ that this would be a fun night, all thanks to a special treat~” Kiriko responds after giggling softly, brushing her tongue across her lips, taking in the excess amount of icing that was smeared upon her lips. It had taken some convincing, but in the end she had succeeded, Kiriko having convinced (Y/N) to allow the kunoichi to experiment with some food play- smearing a ring of icing amongst (Y/N)’s areola and allowing Kiriko to lick the icing off. “As sweet as an actual donut, maybe even more~” 

There's a soft whine as Kiriko’s fingers move back to teasingly brushing against (Y/N)’s clit, giving her best friend an occasional sense of relief but also an increasing sense of need while dipping her fingers into her cunt, beginning to slowly pump her fingers. It doesn't take long for Kiriko to increase the pace of thrusting her fingers, trying to brush against that sweet spot, her thumb continuing to brush across (Y/N)’s clit. Feeling the tremors coursing throughout her body was enough to cause Kiriko's ego and pride to swell, biting a bit harshly at (Y/N)’s breast. 

“-’m ‘bout to cum, Kiri!~ ‘bout to cum, so-” 

There's a sharp knock at the door of the apartment that causes a sudden pause for the two women, all movements and noises besides quick, shaky breaths coming to a cease. There's a brief shared glance between the two of them before a partially muffled voice could be heard once. 

“Uh, hello? My name's Kisame.. I'm here to drop off your order from Hibachi?” 

There's a brief snort that leaves (Y/N) while a soft giggle comes from Kiriko, the two beginning to untangle themselves from each other. Quick to adjust their clothes, though knowing that there wasn't much at that moment to truly cover up their disheveled appearances. 

“That took long enough, didn't it?”

[kiwi-on-ice]

Kinktober 2024 day 2: Roleplay with Kiriko

fem reader, NSFW 18+

also contains spanking, references to strap ons

Observing you in the short maid dress, Kiriko grins for a moment before clearing her throat, calling you over to her desk. She sits confidently, wearing an all black suit you'd seen her wear a few months ago and had practically drooled over.

"What exactly do i pay you for?" she snaps, feining annoyance as she gestures to the stationary she'd tipped on the floor before you walked in.

"I'm sorry Miss Kamori, I didn't-"

"Oh you didn't see?" she interrupts you, thinking of how best to respond. Kiriko loves roleplaying, loving the theatrics involved. But also the opportunity to be someone else, to not have to worry and to instead only focus on the present, the here and now.

"Well that's simply unacceptable, isn't it?" she prompts with a grin, manspreading before pulling your arm to stand between her legs. As you stumble, she hums in fake thought as she runs her nail on your thigh where the dress cuts off. "Guess i'll have to teach you a lesson."

Barely holding back the giggle of excitement that threatens to escape you, you nod solemnly as she turns you around and bends you over her desk. She flips your dress up, and you mock gasp in surprise as she laughs.

"No panties? Guess you are a slutty maid." she teases, moving her teal hair out of her eyes before groping your asscheek teasingly. You try and move, but she spanks you, not overly hard.

"No moving, gotta take the punishment." she coos, before spanking you again. She soothes the area, before spanking you twice in quick succession. But she can’t help but run a finger to your dripping pussy, teasingly spreading your folds.

“Such a wet girl, guess you like this huh?”

“Yes Miss Kamori” you say politely, keeping still.

She beams at the polite way of addressing her, playing with your hole and causing you to gasp softly. But she doesn’t push her finger in, just going up and pinching your clit softly. At your pathetic whine, she grins and spanks you once again.

“I suppose there’s a way you can make it up to me, if you think you’re up for it.”

“Yes, I’ll do anything to make it up to you miss.”

At your confirmation, she grinds her hips against your ass, letting you feel that she’s packing. You moan shakily, moving back against her, arching your back and trying to catch your clit on the fabric.

“Good. Let’s turn my maid into my slut.”

[dei2dei]

So I'm noodling around, wondering if I have enough fic ideas for Kinktober and... yup. A fair start, anyway. Will they all get written? Dunno. Will they be posted in this order? Also don't know. But I collected a couple prompt lists, sorted them out, thought of some ideas, and lo! here we are. 5 fandoms, a couple poly ships, a fair number of wlw. The greyed-out boxes are ones that I don't have ideas for yet, but that's okay: there's a bit of time left before October, after all!

[carnyreborn]

Kiriko thought she'd be on easy street as Mercy's new nurse, little did she know that also meant having to help her empty Roadhog's massive balls of all his addictingly good cum.

"W-Wait, what do you mean I gotta do...?" Kiriko's shock is evident on her face while Mercy sits right in front of Roadhog, the massive man with a hospital gown... which hides nothing from the Japanese girl. She can see his entire throbbing massive hog cock, and not only that, his hairy musky balls... everything that should've been kept private. And while she is a trained nurse, and she has seen quite a share of massive cocks... she was not ready for it as it appeared to her there. It's so fucking big; she has never seen anything close to it, even in pornstars.

And she's supposed to...

"Milk this, yes. Mako has a hyper-developed sexual sense, which distracts him in missions. Part of the agreement between Overwatch and him that lead to his and Junkart's defection to our side involves us providing care for him to this issue. And for the past year or so, I have been involved in this; however, given how I'm going to get busier and busier... you'll take over it, given your new position as a Nurse."

Of course, Mercy is... lying a bit. She is doing that for one big reason: Mako wants new whores, and she has found the perfect target in Kiriko.

"A-Alright..." She mutters, trying not to stare too hard at his cock. She can do it, just calm herself and do it. "I'll do so since it is an important duty! I'll make you proud!" She speaks up.

"Oh, I know you will~!" Mercy says, stepping out of the room and putting a one-hour timer on her phone. Just to give it some time.

~//~

"Alright, I'm back; let me seeeeee..." Mercy speaks up, opening up the door to Mako's nursery and putting her head inside to check how things are. And they are exactly how she expected them to go. She had given Kiriko instructions to empty his balls, and she took it to the letter. She is right now doing that by being fucked by the massive pigman. She is pinned under his massive weight on the reinforced bed, legs spread open, mouth and tongue flopping free, a total whore.

"Mhm, it seems you are doing your job well. Master, has she been satisfactory for you tonight?" She wonders, pulling herself by Mako's side, grinning while watching the sheer sexual destruction he is inflicting on the smaller girl.

"Sure was. Great whore." Mako isn't a man of many words, but sometimes a few words are more than enough to communicate. Kiriko is broken between his legs, her mind shattered from all the pleasure, and she can barely handle it. But fuck, the feeling of his cum on her insides, both inside her stomach and her cunt is simply godlike. She understands why Mercy has given her this duty. It's the most important thing she has done in her life. And as he gives her a warning, cumming inside of her once more while she is also being rocked to high heavens. Yeah, the most important duty a nurse has, taking care of their patients.

[nyctophiliq]

✮ —THE YOKAI'S FAVORITE PLAYTHING ; kiriko kamori

minors dni. afab! reader, nsfw ! — lowercase writing intended, g!p kiriko, blowjob, hair pulling, smoking, ryōta mentioned, cum play (?), vaginal sex, pet names ’my sweetheart, my girl’

wc. 1,3 k

moss’ notes; moss is in love with kiriko and has been having a hard time getting her out of their mind so here is kiriko brain rot

kiriko sighed before putting the tip of the mouthpiece of the hookah on her lips and inhaling the tobacco. head falling back on the couch as she exhales the smoke, head tilting to the side and letting a quiet moan out when the tip of her cock touches your throat. your hand came to her base, giving it a small squeeze and she finally came into your mouth. a loud groan leaves her, back arching and hands gripping whatever they could.

“ryōta wasn’t overstating, you are really good.” she breathed out, word heavy with lust as she puts down the mouth piece, her hand finding its way into your hair to grab a handful and pull you off her cock. same hand came down to your lips and her fingers forced you mouth open to see if you were holding onto her seed to show her before swallowing it.

pride bloomed in her chest as she saw the white, slimy mess sticking and dropping in your gaping mouth. her cock twitched a little, a shiver running down her spine, her thumb caressing the corner of your mouth before giving you a grin. “that’s a good girl, go ahead, swallow it now.” kiriko patted your cheeks with both hands, nodding and you close your mouth, swallowing thickly and when you finish you open your lips again, huffing a little as you show her that there was non left, that you wouldn’t waste her cum.

by no means you were a prostitute, or an escort- you were just a good friend of a couple of member’s of the yokai who didn’t mind giving a head to ryōta from time to time and his pretty friends. there was nothing wrong with that, you enjoyed it that these vigilante boys and girl were nothing less than generous with rewarding you.

but it was the first time you have seen kiriko here, ryōta only mentioned once or twice that she is the daughter of a famous ninja trainer, and that she knows her way around spirits, that she can be shyer than the others so take the private room with the lights and the pole if she is into it. ryōta was more wrong than right, this girl might have been shy in front of others, but she sure wasn’t shy of what she wanted and how she wanted it.

“come here, my sweetheart.” she patted her lap, sinking further into the couch as she waited for you to get up from your knees and into her lap. you didn’t dare to look into her eyes, still flustered from how hard you were sucking her. she was different from the others, she made you a bit insecure with her stares and how her hands glided against your skin in the best possible way.

kiriko didn’t ask you to nor her hand were on your hips that indicated she wanted you to start grinding against her, but she couldn’t help the smallest grin forming on her lips and the small chuckle escaping. by now everyone else would have had your pussy stuffed with their dick, fingers, or toys by now, greedily trusting in and out of you while nibbling at your collarbones, trying to leave as many marks as they could. instead, she was caressing your cheeks and pulling you down to her lips, feverishly making out with you and biting your lower lip. her fangs nipping into the pale skin of your mouth making you gasp out in pain, head tilting back and giving her the perfect spot to start planting hickeys and kiss her way up to your ear.

“if you want my cock in your pussy, you have to tell me.” kiriko whispered, nipping on the shell of your ear. your hand gripping into her shirt’s collar, bunching it and jerking it a bit hoping she will just listen to your silent needs, asks you to lift your hips and in a second fills you up until you tear apart.

but she wasn’t giving in, continuing to leave kisses while her hands slipped down to your ass, giving it a few pats, digging her nails in it, smirking against the exposed skin of your chest when you let out a whiny sigh.

“I- I need your cock in me kiri… s’bad.” your slurred out, hand letting go of her clothes, going to grab her length to rub it between your wet folds.

her hand came to take your hand's place, patting the side of your thighs and you lifted yourself just enough, swaying your hips excitedly a bit before she slip her cock all the way in you. your head dropped onto her shoulder as you bottom out on her, gasping for air and clawing her back. it has been a long time since anyone treated you as a person instead of a toy, really talking to you like a human and not just a piece of meat to fuck.

"don't move until i say so, okay?" you looked so cute on her cock, the littlest tremors of your body tilting your head to the side as your pussy pulsated around her. you gulped, gathering yourself to give her a weak nod that you understood her, fingers shaking as you try to keep yourself up.

kiriko lets out a pleased hum, then another before grinding, her hand coming to palm your chest through your low-cut shirt. she wonders... how easy it is to undo those buttons in the middle? but why is she thinking about that, she chuckles as she pulls one of her kunais from the wall behind her, spinning it on her finger before edging the tip of it under the first button.

"do you mind?" kiriko asked, enjoying the way you struggled to mutter a low 'yes', trying to be a good girl for her and not move until she says so. after you answer a second hadn't even passed but your shirt was torn open by her blade, giving her the perfect access to your chest.

kiriko brushed a hang against your breast, caressing your nipple with the pads of her fingertips, her warm breath mixing with the cool air of the warehouse. she had so many pent-up desires and energy, she needed a little something more than just a pussy to fill, she needed to know your body was hers for this night, she needed to own you for a second, just for a second.

"please... kiri, s'getting too much... let me m-move." your hazy eyes met her shining ones and she wished you didn't look at her like that, that you didn't plead with those eyes and tell her it was too much, tempting her will only excite her even more.

"look here, sweet girl, look how gorgeous you are." your eyes gazed down to her cock snuggled neatly within you, the thin string of cum pooling around her base. she cupped your breast in her hand, kissing your hardened nipple before pulling to embrace you, to nibble on your earlobe just to get some more lewd cries out of you.

oh, how she enjoyed the pretty sobs you let out, your half-lidded eyes gazing down to where she and you connect, molding your pussy into the shape of her cock, she idolized the look on your face. she could tell your brain was becoming nothing more than pink pudding at this point, she could as you anything and you would do it without thinking.

“my girl… only if you let me worship you, make you my new god.” but don't worry, a pretty girl like you doesn't need to think. just keep focusing on the feeling of her length inside you. "feels good, doesn't it?" she asks as she starts to rock your hips all of a sudden, slowly back and forth in a steady rhythm. your eyes are so hazy and you're now drooling so much that she wonders if you can even understand what she is saying, dumb little girl.

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[notmozzi]

hii legoskii i was wondering if we could see more of evil kiriko smut .. 😞😞😞

Villain!Kiriko x Reader (NSFW)

A/N: sorry for the wait! been busy, but hope this will suffice :)

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It was a calm, cool night- just half an hour past midnight. You’d been attending the yearly Fox Festival in Kanezaka with a group of friends, primarily to see the fireworks. And on your way home, you’d decided to stop for a drink at a bar. A simple, single glass. Something light. Why not?

However, in return, you ended up finding great interest in the dance floor, and in no time you were partying along with others around your age, letting yourself unwind. The night had still been young, after all. And you’d always liked to dance. Plus, being surrounded by complete strangers made it better!

But then, you saw her. She wasn’t dancing, she was watching from a distance. Leaning against the bar with a small glass of bourbon in one hand. Dressed in all black, with her button-up being unbuttoned enough to expose her collarbone and everything above it. You’d barely made out a thin, silver chain around her neck, glistening under the distant lights of the dance floor. She had also been smoking what you’d assumed was a cigarette, but later learned was just a thin cigar. How classy.

You’d noticed her after taking a break to catch your breath, having planned to return to the fun for a few more songs after the following one ended. But…you’d gotten a little tipsy. And seeing this attractive young woman eyeing you like a tiger in the woods made your confidence spike a couple notches.

It hadn’t taken you long to get shy around her, though. She’d held herself up very well, and her voice was extremely weakening, god. Not to mention how tall she was, how she looked at you, and how confident, coy and witty she was. Everything about her practically screamed powerful.

A conversation had quickly sparked, flirtations thrown in the mix, and the woman eventually revealed to you that she owned the place. She’d invited you to the back to show you proof, among other things, and as you’d grown more comfortable around her, she’d grown more…intimate. Nothing to make you uncomfortable, of course. Just subtle touches that gradually got bolder.

Then, standing before one another in silence, Kiriko eventually sensed that you two wanted the same thing. She set her cigar down onto a nearby ashtray, yet as you two neared a kiss, the woman briskly pulled away, quietly informing you who she was. An utter of her full name, and nothing more.

And this had instantly alerted you. Kiriko Kamori was easily Kanezaka’s most notorious vigilante. A thief, a manipulator, and most of all- a killer.

Millions of questions ran rampant. One of which being; how in the hell did Kiriko own an entire bar? And why? Simple. She went by another name. Kiriko Yamagami. Well. Yamagami, for short.

“I don’t really tell people my first name.” Kiriko huffed, a vague cloud of smoke ghosting from her nostrils as she put the cigar back to her lips. “I mean, no reason for them to know, right? It’d only be a risk.” A smirk made its way onto her face as she took another drag. “More so for them.”

As for the “why,” Kiriko simply enjoyed having an excuse to unwind. Owning a bar wasn’t necessarily difficult for her. She could also use the steady income, even if she was already a thief.

Learning all of this had, of course, stunned you. This woman wasn’t just well-known, but she was feared. You’d never seen her before this, obviously, but the news had made her capabilities pretty obvious. She was strong, unafraid to kill, quick, and absolutely out for blood.

And yet, by the time you two were alone in a closed-off, secluded room, sexual tensions were too high to ignore. You felt your heart tugging for you to just pounce, and looking into that woman’s dangerously attractive eyes, you simply couldn’t find a bone within you that even wanted to run. All you wanted was her. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe it was your raging attraction to women. Either way, you didn’t care.

And Kiriko sensed this, too. It only took about three minutes of small talk before things grew intimate again; and this time, Kiriko didn’t hold back. Having finished her cigar, she simply tossed it to the floor and let it air out, approaching you with a predatory glint in her eyes. You felt helpless in the most addicting way possible as she brought a hand to your chest, pressing you firmly against the nearest wall as her lips crashed against yours.

And that’s how you ended up here. Grinding against her while she watched.

The room was dimly lit by the warm, orange hue of the surrounding LEDs. A mini-bar sat in one corner of the room, but most space was taken up by a large, maroon-colored couch. The fancy furniture surrounded a glass roundtable in the center of the room, and atop said table stood two unfinished glasses of bourbon, along with an ashtray. This was a lounge dedicated to only a few people- a lounge dedicated to sheer, absolute privacy and comfort. And that level of privacy was something you definitely needed.

Straddling Kiriko’s lap with your knees pressed against the couch, a drawn out, high-pitched whine fell past your lips as you needily ground your hips down against hers. Smiling up at you with a coquettish hum, the vigilante brought her hand up to your clothed sex, gingerly pressing three digits against your clit and eliciting another whine from you.

Delightful shivers ran down your spine, and sparks of pleasure exploded within you from the point of contact. Eager for more, you pressed back into her, attempting to create more friction. And with nothing more than a chuckle, Kiriko simply watched you work your way to climax against her, her eyes dark with lustrous thrill.

“Yeah,” her voice was low, her tone laced with hunger, almost as if she were holding herself back from what else she wanted to do to you. “That’s my girl.”

“Fffuck…please-“

Every word she spoke fueled a fire of need within you. Feeling her hands at your hips, her hips beneath yours, and most of all, her eyes dead-set on you- it was exhilarating. You were getting wetter and wetter every time you made eye contact with her, everytime you felt her.

Kiriko began gingerly rubbing circles over your clit with a thumb, feeling wetness through your clothes as you continued to ride her. It was almost embarrassing, how willing you were to cum for this woman even if it meant fully clothed. But that look in her eye was beyond alluring. And she had this dangerous edge to her voice; it was intimidating yet turned you on to an embarrassing extent.

Suddenly, Kiriko put slightly more pressure against your clit, causing your hips to jolt and a sharp moan to elicit from you. Your breathing became ragged as you struggled to keep your movements consistent. Still rutting, your mouth was slightly ajar as weak, desperate sounds fell from you.

“You like that?” Kiriko purred, watching closely as your face scrunched up in that cute way it always does when you’re close. Taking a shuddering breath, you couldn’t find the ability to respond to her coherently; you instead continued to grind, your hands clinging desperately onto each of Kiriko’s shoulders as your movements grew feverish.

“Bad girl. I think you do.”

Kiriko sat back against the cushions, her hands now guiding your hips and encouraging you to speed up, which you enthusiastically did. As you began further pressing her into the cushions, she couldn’t help tilting her head back, letting out a low groan at the sensation. She absolutely loved it- having such a needy girl like you sitting in her lap and using her to get off. Hearing your sweet little sounds as she touched you; seeing you submit.

With a growl, Kiriko suddenly bucked up into you, making you gasp.

“F-fuck…” you panted, burying your face into the crook of her neck, “…m’gonna….sshhhittt-“

Kiriko didn’t respond right away, gripping your hips tighter as she continued guiding the movement of your hips. Your heavy breathing and sounds of pleasure began to fill the air. Yours specifically, but Kiriko was beginning to let herself loose as well. You were both grateful that the music outside was as loud as it was.

“You’re so- mm- so needy…” Kiriko groaned softly, a coy laugh audible in her tone. You could see her cheeks go crimson as she began to pleasure herself as well- bucking up into you. The sight made you gush. “You’re cute like this,” she opened her eyes for a moment and looked up to watch you, chuckling a bit when you looked back with those wide, hazy eyes, “you know that?”

The praise, and she knew it, made you weak. You felt like you were truly hers, and not just in a possessive way. The way she touched you tenderly and took her time with you got you all sorts of hot and bothered. And so you whimpered into her neck, too shy to respond with words, but hoping the wet kiss you pressed against her throat would suffice.

And it definitely had. You immediately heard her sigh pleasantly at the touch, and curiously, you did it again, this time adding a graze of your tongue.

“…Mmm…keep doing that.” Kiriko murmured, her eyes closing once more. One of her hands reached up to rest on the back of your neck, gently pushing your face closer, “Do that again, sweetheart.”

The petname made heat shoot straight to your clit, but the command itself brought a small smirk to your lips. She likes that, huh?

Dutifully, you began to leave vague hickies anywhere you could along the side of Kiriko’s neck. Your teeth skimmed over the soft flesh just under her jaw, but closer to her shoulders you were sure to leave darker marks. The pleased sigh and occasional, low moan that escaped the vigilante with each bite sent shivers up your spine. She went from holding onto your neck to gently tugging your hair, whispering small praises like “just like that” or “you’re so good at this, Y/N” into your ear. Eager to continue pleasing her, you continued travelling down to her collarbone, bringing a slightly hesitant hand up to unbutton the rest of her shirt.

She let you, smirking all the while. As you began to reveal more and more skin, Kiriko helped you out by sitting up straight for just a moment. You let out a frustrated noise as you were forced to stop your movements, sitting up as well to see what she was up to.

The sight of Kiriko taking off her button-up was definitely going to be fantasy fodder for a long time after tonight. She slowly unbuttoned the remainder of her shirt and slipped the garment off, tossing it into a random corner of the lounge. This revealed her lean shoulders and arms, a simple black bra, and a toned, toned, stomach. By no means was Kiriko buff, but she was definitely fit.

Kiriko quickly noticed your staring, bringing her hands back to your hips.

“Like what you see?”

Despite the deep blush blossoming on your face, you were shameless. Breathlessly, you murmured back, “Yeah, I do.” You paused to keep admiring her body, lewdly wondering how it would feel to have her towering over you.

“Take off your shirt for me.” A sudden command. You looked back up to find her staring right at you, hunger lacing her expression. You honestly struggled to respond right away. But there was nothing to be said, based on the look on her face. She wasn’t asking.

You did as she requested, crossing your arms over your head and pulling your top off. You tossed it in the same direction Kiriko had tossed hers, and when you looked back at her, you knew what she wanted next, her smirk making it painfully obvious. You took off your bra quickly, undoing the clasp with ease and letting it fall onto Kiriko’s lap. Kiriko watched it fall, deciding to throw it elsewhere herself this time, before taking in every inch of your now-half-naked form. Very, very slowly.

“So pretty,” she murmured affectionately, her hands caressing your sides, “such a pretty girl.”

You shivered, your head falling forward little ways as a shaky sigh fell from you. Eagerly, you let your eyes slowly fall closed, your body tingling with each little touch Kiriko made upon your sensitive body.

You knew, based on the hungry look in her eyes and the gentleness of her touch, that Kiriko was going to take very good care of you.

[froggibus]

2024 Summer Suntacular — July 1st - July 11th

— come join me in celebrating a follower milestone by setting some fun, summer vibes!

thank you guys so much for being so supportive! i've tried to do follower events in the past but my lack of coordination makes it hard sometimes :') but i'm SUPER excited to be trying this out!

— what's on the menu?

🌴 - get headcanons of how your fave would spend the summer with you!

🍦- cool off with a smut/thirst oneshot of your fave!

🍹- spend a hot summer day of your choosing with your fave! (oneshot)

from now until July 11th feel free to send in any (or all) of the above categories! to kick things off, here are some summer-themed HCs! all answered reqs will be posted on this blog + linked here!

(have questions? feel free to ask!)

this event is over!! thank you so much to everyone who participated <3

Pool Party Headcanons - Obey Me! Brothers

come beat the heat with your favorite demon!

Beach Day Headcanons - Overwatch Women

spend a day at the beach with your favorite overwatch hottie, including: D.Va, Mercy, Widowmaker, Mei, Kiriko, Brigitte & Junkerqueen

Catching You Reading Smut Headcanons - JJK Men

on a hot summer day, you just want to stay home and read smut—until your boyfriend catches you. Includes: Gojo, Geto, Nanami, Choso & Toji

Camping Headcanons - DC Men

escape the city & head to the great outdoors, includes: Dick Grayson, Jason Todd, Tim Drake & Wally West

Road Trip Headcanons - Overwatch Men

take some time off and venture out with your favorite overwatch heartthrob. includes: Cassidy, Genji, Hanzo, Baptiste, Lucio & Mauga

Pride Parade Headcanons - Overwatch

celebrate pride with your queer fave by your side! Includes: Soldier 76, Pharah, Baptiste, Tracer, Venture & Lifeweaver

Mario Kart - Venture (NSFW)

frustrated at always losing to you in Mario Kart, Sloan comes up with an obstacle to give themselves a winning chance

Electric Love - Wally West (NSFW)

when Wally catches you feeling down about yourself about how you look in a bikini, he’s determined to remind you how beautiful you really are

Sex On The Beach - Lucio (NSFW)

a beach day with your boyfriend turns steamier than expected

Pool Party Headcanons - Wally West

spend a day hanging out by the pool with your favorite speedster!

Leash & Collar - Venture (NSFW)

trying out a leash and collar with your s/o

All Work, No Play - Reaper

after spending a week cooped up in his office, you find a way to force Gabe out of hiding

Beach Day Headcanons - Venture

spend a day with your s/o at the beach

Botanical Gardens - Wally West

your boyfriend adores how excited you are about going to the botanical gardens with him

i'm SO excited about this event ^~^ ive literally been planning it since May—I really hope you guys enjoy!

(if you enjoy content like this, interactions go a long way! comments, likes & rbs are always greatly appreciated ^-^ !!)

masterlist | overwatch masterlist | JJK masterlist | DC masterlist | obey me masterlist

[kiwi-on-ice]

Halloween couples costumes with Overwatch men + women with fem!reader

Word count: 2.8k

Warnings: Not fully smut but definitely nsfw elements in some

Notes: Happy Halloween!! <3 and thank you all so much for your support throughout kinktober, it’s been stressful but so fun! Hope you all have a spooky day, love from kiwi xx

Women:

Ashe:

Inspired by @ovwechoes she’d definitely love to go as Poison Ivy, with you as her Harley Quinn, buying you both the best quality costumes. Makes the perfect distraction, people are too busy staring at you both unashamedly to notice her gang pick-pocketing them and robbing a few shops before you disappear into crowd of costumes.

She buys you Harley's original jester outfit (the tight leather has her blushing just a little, as her hand won’t be able to help wandering over your curves). She wears a green corset, with tights and gloves that feel so lovely to the touch, complete with fake leaves that go around her. Every time your eyes go to her cleavage, she tilts your chin up with a teasing smirk, telling you ‘my eyes are up here, sugar.’

Junker Queen:

Loves Halloween, she’d definitely want to dress SCARY. Would want to see the slight fear on people’s faces, so she goes as a vampire. But she whites out her face, putting red contacts in her eyes, and covers herself in fake blood. She looks horrifyingly sexy, in a tight black outfit fitted with a cloak, and even fake fangs.

When she shows you your costume…or lack thereof you’re confused. But then with glee she tells you that you’re clearly the vampire’s plaything, the tasty morsel she drags around. That’s why you’re in a short white nightdress, with lacy stockings and garters. She paints red marks on your neck and wrists like you’ve been bitten (and even offers to leave some real marks, for the sake of realism of course)

Kiriko:

Another one who loves Halloween, and you both scroll through Pinterest for hours collecting ideas before you decide on what to wear to the Halloween party you’d been invited to.

You go as Daphne and Velma, and you both do a coin toss to decide who gets who. She gets Daphne, dressing in a tight purple dress with white go-go boots, whereas you get an orange jumper and red skirt, with some black rimmed glasses to complete it.

Kiriko insists on pulling up your long socks for you, kissing up your leg to tease you. You get her back though, running your hands down her dress under the guise of smoothing it down, so you can feel her up. On second thoughts…maybe you both are gonna be late for the party.

Mercy:

Surprisingly can be a little self conscious about dressing up, despite how much she actually loves it. So having you also be enthusiastic helps her a lot. You show her lots of pictures, but she seems the most curious about Kim Possible and Shego. You assume she wants to be Kim, but you couldn’t be more wrong.

So on the night, your jaw drops to the floor when you see her in the skintight black and green body suit, blonde hair tucked away underneath a curled black wig. She looks stunning, as she tells you she wanted to dress as the opposite of how she normally presents, an angel into a demon so to speak.

But when she holds your waist where your black crop top ends, your knees almost buckle out how gorgeous she is. And it makes your eyes wander to attempt to find how exactly she zipped it up…

Moira:

She’d laugh at you teasingly for how much you want to match with her, but she allows you to pick her costume. For once, you can dress her up like your own doll, and dress her you do.

You pick Rapunzel and Flynn rider, with you wearing a shorter version of her purple dress, with a dainty crown, and her in as close to the film’s costume as you can. You practically drool as you see her (and you’ll probably have to show her the film, since she’s clueless as to who she’s meant to be)

Although afterwards, she’ll make teasing comments about ‘stealing’ your heart away before grabbing your crown and holding it above your head, delighting when you attempt to jump and grab it.

Sombra:

Oh man she loves Halloween; and you both go all out every year. This year, she gets the idea to do beetlejuice and Lydia. She creates a ‘sexy’ beetlejuice outfit, with the black and white striped jacket and top, with a short skirt and sheer tights. She does her makeup gorgeously, with a black smokey eye and matching lipstick, painting green patches on her face just like the film. You have to forcibly stop yourself from ogling her, before she shows you your costume.

It’s Lydia’s red wedding dress, but cut shorter which makes you roll your eyes playfully. She insists on doing your makeup for you, giving her an excuse to get close to your face so she can paint the red lipstick precisely.

Tracer:

When you both are invited to the Overwatch halloween party, she knows that she wants to do a matching costume with you. She's a pretty crafty person, so she makes it from scratch for you both.

You're Cosmo and Wanda, with Lena having made little headbands that have a crown on top, as well as a star magic wand. You wear a wig, but Lena surprised you by actually dyeing her hair, making you giggle when she emerges from the bathroom with a goofy grin. All throughout the party, you both pretend to grant other people their wishes, having a blast.

Widowmaker:

While she loves Halloween before she was experimented on, now she looks at it slightly different. Despite her usual outfits, she feels less desirable than she did before, her blue skin something she can’t seem to get past.

But she wants to move past it, for you at least, so she agrees to dress up as whatever you’d like. You dress her as marceline, with you as princess bubblegum. She laughs at the slightly juvenile outfit choices, but she can’t deny you look just lovely in your pink dress, and she can’t help but fiddle with the crown on your head. You tell her breathlessly that she looks beautiful, and she gives you a teasing spin. That night you both are practically joined at the hip, and hey if her hand slips down a few times, who’s gonna stop her?

Zarya:

She’s a little shy about dressing up. When you approach the subject about you both having a couple theme, she’s hesitant. After all, there’s not a lot of buff women in media in general, so she’s afraid of looking a little silly wearing a costume for a character that doesn’t look like her. Despite all your reassurances, you know it’s something you won’t be able to shift her on, so you get a better idea.

Booting your game console up, you make her play the last of us with you, and as soon as she sees Abby, you know your plan worked. So you both rock up to the overwatch party and Abby and Ellie, grinning as the fake blood you applied to her face really makes her eyes pop.

Men:

Baptiste:

It was while you both were doing a movie marathon that you mention the upcoming overwatch Halloween party. You both happened to be watching blade, and after remarking how hot you think he’d look in leather, the idea is sealed.

You knew you were right when you finally saw his costume, the black leather making him look alluring and dangerous. You were dressed as Abigail from the sequel, a crop top squeezing your chest and a fake bow and arrow strapped to your back. As you make your feelings known, he pulls you to his chest and whispers the filthiest things you’ve ever heard before teasingly winking at you, explaining that the taxi is waiting outside. It’s gonna be a long party…

Cole Cassidy:

Jokingly suggests you going as the cowgirl to his cowboy, but you pout and tell him you want to go as an actual costume, which includes him dressing up. He has a think, and having just watched death note with Genji, suggests Light and Misa. You beam and start to prepare the outfit on your phone, and he sighs in relief that you didn’t seem to pick up on the fact he suggested it so he can see how you look in the ensemble.

And god is it worth the wait, when you come out wearing that black corset, stockings barely reaching your plush thighs as you give him a spin that nearly has you flashing him with how short the skirt is. Although you’re just as affected, seeing him in a nicely pressed white suit and tie, strong hands clutching a fake copy of the death note. He insists on making you sit in his lap, running his hand up the corset to feel the material, before you feel just how much he likes how you look.

Doomfist:

Hadn’t even thought about Halloween, too busy to have spared it a passing glance. So in the days leading up to the holiday, you both realise that you need to sort out a costume. You’re a little stumped, but he has an idea.

Men in black was always one of his guilty pleasure films, and dressing in a suit and sunglasses was certainly easy. Although seeing you in a tight suit he’d had custom made for your measurements was certainly making his thoughts stray as you arrive. The whole night, he keeps making excuses for you to dance with him, drink with him, be with him.

Genji:

Secretly a massive nerd, has several costumes he wants to try. But he finally settles on spider-man, thinking it’ll be more identifiable than the other obscure costumes he has in mind.

He shows you his idea for you, and is delighted when you agree, and dress up as spider-gwen, tight white outfit exentuating your body and making his heart rate increase. All throughout the overwatch party, he’ll teasingly pull down the hood of your costume to get your attention. But with each playful glare you give him back, he has to force himself to not get too flustered, thinking about you giving him that glare while climbing into his lap…

Hanzo:

He initially scoffs at the concept of dressing up, seeing it as a childish activity. But he can’t seek to deny his beloved of anything, not when you look up at him with puppy eyes and beg so prettily for him to share this experience with you.

That’s how he finds himself looking at the mirror, observing him dressed as the phantom of the opera. He tries not to be a prideful man in terms of vanity, opting to focus his pride on his skills, not his looks. But he can’t deny he looks good tonight, the mask covering half his face making him look like a mysterious danger, but not one someone would shy away from. And when he sees you as Christine, your white dress glistening in the low light, he takes the opportunity to hold your hand in his gloved one and plant a kiss upon the back of it seductively. He may not be a man who emphasises his seductive qualities, but he doesn’t mind playing the part for tonight at least.

Junkrat:

Loves dressing up! Or to be more specific, loves you dressing up. Always gets off on seeing you in some sort of cosplay or costume, but you also want to see him dressed up for a change, so it's your idea to come to a compromise that'll effect you both.

After doing his makeup, and forcing him into the outfit you bought him (he thinks it's scratchy, but he'll bare it for you), you turn him to the mirror to see you've dressed him as Captain Jack Sparrow. He laughs manically when he sees himself, doing a crude voice impression to make you giggle too. You excuse yourself to the other room to put your costume on, and when you come back in dressed as Elizabeth Swan, specifically in her pirate costume, he practically drools like a puppy.

Lifeweaver:

Is delighted that you want to do a matching couple costume with him, and when you tell him your idea, he’s overjoyed.

You choose Morticia and Gomez Addams, explaining that how Gomez treats Morticia is how he treats you, so it fits! And when he gets the costume on, dear god. You love him in it, the dark colours a contrast to the usual colour palette he has.

And wow, when you come out in the tight fitting black dress, he nearly collapses. He immediately does a reference to the movie, grabbing your hand and kissing up your arm to your neck, finally to your ruby lips. You both go where you’ve been invited, but he whispers promises in your ear that tonight, he’ll ravage you in the way a gorgeous woman like you deserves.

Lucio:

Loves Halloween!! Loves the spookiness!! If anything, he’s the one to suggest a couple costume. Wants something with makeup and sfx and gore and guts and everything.

You both go as zombies, and you go all out on the disgusting makeup. When you walk the streets on the way to your party, people actually cross the street to avoid you both, something you giggle at as soon as they’re out of earshot. But to tease him, you decided to have your zombie wear tight denim shorts, so the whole time you both are partying and having fun, he has to train his eyes to look at the fake blood spattered over your cheeks as opposed to how delicious your ass looks.

Mauga :

Any excuse for a good time, he’s down, so he lets you control his costume. But he says he wants something comfortable, doesn’t want anything that’ll hinder him. So you give him a plaid shirt and jeans, telling him the mask will be the main focus. He’s a little confused at the wolf mask you give him, but you tell him to sit tight and wait until you return.

And when you do…it’s almost like he gets into character with the way he growls at the sight. You’re wearing a red riding hood outfit, corset perfectly exemplifying your figure as the frilled white shirt shows off just enough cleavage to leave him wanting more. With his big hands, he gently takes the red hood and moves it from your head, before lifting you into his arms for a kiss. All throughout the party, his eyes are firmly on you, making sure nobody gets any ideas to play with his girl. And afterwards well…he shows you just how beastly he can be.

Reaper:

Doesn’t care for dressing up, so you attempt to bribe him by saying he can just wear his normal mercenary outfit but change the mask.

And when you pull out the scream mask, he isn’t a fool. He knows what you’re doing as he slips it on, and your cheeks immediately flush at the sight. He leans into it, walking over to you before crowding you against the door, placing his hand by the side of your head and tilting his own as he asks in his raspy voice ‘do you like scary movies?’

After that…well, you both are very much late to the talon Halloween gathering, you hadn’t even gotten your costume on yet. You quickly had dressed up, but all the while his hands were around your waist, trying to convince you to ditch the party and instead have a round two with him <3

Reinhardt:

Another one who’s delighted that you want to do a couples costume, thinks it’s so cute of you to ask. But he also takes it as a competition. You both have to be the best dressed!

You both spend ages discussing ideas before you settle on one that he likes. In all honesty, you’re surprised he could actually find a Batman costume that actually fit his huge frame. But still, he looks amazing, the dark costume emphasising his muscles.

But my god when he sees you as catwoman, curves squeezed into tight leather, his knees nearly give way. Huge hands immediately wrap around your waist, brain racing a mile a minute as he attempts to compliment you in a way that doesn’t sound crude. Please tell him you don’t mind…but he fears your costume will end up ripped if you enable him too much.

Bonus venture time:

Venture:

Obviously they're excited when you tell them you want to do a couple costume...until you pull out your phone. Then they're rolling their eyes playfully and passionately explaining 'actually babe, Indiana Jones is a very poor representation of an archaeologist! I mean he doesn't even do desk based assessments before partaking in an excavation-'

But you're convincing, so that's how on Halloween night you're feeling up their muscles over the tight brown leather jacket, before playfully flicking the hat atop their head. You're dressed as Lara Croft, the tank top pushing your tits enough that their eyes are practically glued to your chest.

Although they need to get you both to the party, so they playfully get their fake whip and wrap it around your waist, dragging you out the door as you erupt in a fit of giggles.