Sombra gave a little shrug at his persistence, only half-acknowledging his point. She'd been curious about him and unwilling to let it pass without at least attempting to find out more.
"You looked like you needed a break."
For a moment, it looked as if she were going to say something else. Whatever it was, it wasn't important - not when Genji looked so good crawling up the bed like that. Again, she remembered the feeling of him close and she looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes.
"Maybe you should be brave and tell me what you want."
"I'm glad you didn't. I did need that break. I found something more interesting than I bargained for as well."
He was still moving, slinking almost. And as she said he should be brave he snorted, moving closer, crawling onto the bed in full now, and starting to nudge forward, over her. He leaned over her with both impressively strong arms, looking down to her almost like she was a snack. He smirked, a sharp smirk.
"Or I could just show you what I want." He said, hovering there, leaning down to almost kiss her but not quite yet. "But maybe you like words better..." It was a tease.
She was still nearly purring, watching him greedily as he stalked up the bed. He was so pretty it made her ache, made her want to find his limit. Damn, he looked strong and with little opportunity to escape Sombra felt her own magic begin to surge.
His eyes were hungry and she met his look with one of her own, torn between wanting so badly to control him and wanting to feel his strength and his power. Something about him; his scent, his aura reacted to her own, the smell like sweet spice and rain to a better trained nose.
This man, this dragon hovered and Sombra fought the urge to arch to meet his mouth, licking her lips instead before smiling.
“I can run my mouth all day, Genji. How about you show me what you like?”
"Interesting." He hummed back in reply, sniffing in a long breath as she smelled more amazing than before. The magic surging in her felt like a buzz in his head. Something he couldn't remove himself from. It was hot and kept his attention firmly.
He hovered over her, both strong arms holding himself up over her. Sure he'd been wounded the night before, and he was still recovering, but he had been fed and given time to relax. He was healing, and now he was hungry for more.
He leaned down, letting his nose sniff and nuzzle down her neck, taking in tht magical surge of power as if it fed him more. His lips pressing to her skin a moment later, in a soft kiss. He came to settle between her legs, leaning over her and kissing her neck. "But what if I like that mouth of yours?" He purred into her neck, moving lower down to what she wore, a finger curling into her shirt to pull it down a bit more, kissing lower.
Sombra watched him and wondered; what could have hurt him so badly, how far had he wandered before he landed in her little town, and could she thank such a dangerous thing?
She supposed it was selfish to be grateful for Genji's bad luck, but the brush of his lips on her neck. Damn. It almost felt like a current, like the touch of his skin was all she needed to keep going. Eyes fluttering, she moved by instinct to accommodate him; raising her head to bare her throat to him, arching her back just right and opening her legs.
"Then keep doing what you're doing and you'll hear me as much you want..."
It was suddenly hot in this little nest of blankets and such, now that Genji was so interested in sharing it and Sombra found herself writhing slowly, both because of Genji's mouth and wanting relief. The world shrunk down to him, above her and below her; His energy still emanated from the hoodie and she still felt like she was drowning in it, even as she could feel the garment's fabric pooling under her.
Bracing with one arm, she reached up, hissing 'Yes' as she ran her fingers into his hair and arched to press herself against him solidly.
"Most people find a dragon dangerous, not interesting." he huffed back, pressing kisses to her neck until she bared it to him, head tilting back to give him more access. She growled into her neck, playfully, then opened his mouth and let slightly sharper teeth sink into skin, just lightly. He then bit down softly, not breaking skin, but growled a rumbling down into her neck. Showing her how easy it could be to kill her if he wanted. "Most people wouldn't bare their neck to a dragon either." He said, placing a kiss to the so called bitten spot.
the hoodie she wore was pulled on more, as if it was annoying and in his way. His fingers curled pulling it down low so he could kiss her collarbone, before his hands moved, sliding down her body, over her covered breasts, over her covered trim belly, and to the hem of the hoodie. "Don't need this." He said, pulling on it on her, tugging it up. "I'll keep you warm." He insisted, leaning down to kiss t her belly now, at her belly button, pushing the hoddie up until he could get it over her head, peeking at her over her bests, covered or not.
"Maybe I can make the neighbors her you as well." He said in an almost promise as his breath, warm on her skin hovered over her. Golden eyes staring up at her as he moved to place another kiss on her trim belly.
"You can be both..." she sighed, basking in the attention he was showing all the sensitive parts of her neck. The growl earned a laugh and when she felt the sharpness of his teeth - Sombra froze just for a heartbeat. Before she could think it, he bit down so, so sweetly and for a moment Sombra was lost.
She shuddered as he growled into her skin, pulling to him and rolling her hips. More than any sort of carnal touch, Sombra flirted with danger and death like they were old lovers. She knew if Genji was not so sweet...if he were cruel and mean and hungry...
"I'm not afraid of you," Sombra's voice was raw and hot and all the good things about fucking seemed to rise off of her skin. Her moan at his kiss was sinful and her magic went sweet on the air; sugar, spice, and woman.
"I'm not afraid of anything." Her voice was dark and wanting as his touch traced over her and even with the fabric between them, his touch just seemed to draw more of her magic into the air.
Sombra was far too interested in comfort to wear much more than was necessary for her own sense of propriety. But something seemed to awake in Genji, Thank God, and he became more interested in what lay under the hoodie than teasing her mercilessly.
Nothing but a thin bralette and thin panties stood in the way of having access to all of her skin. While Genji pressed kisses to her belly, Sombra wriggled the hoodie the rest of the way off. She released her hold on his hair, only enough to shrug her arm out of the garment.
At his little 'threat' to introduce himself to neighbors with Sombra's moans, she laughed again before shamelessly tugging his hair, trying to raise his mouth from her skin.
"Let's do it, never liked those assholes anyway." Trailing her touch from his hair to his cheek, she found herself breathing heavily and feeling a little exposed under his brilliant gaze.
He knew she was not scared of him. She did not put off a linger scent of fear for him at all. There was no concern for danger with him anyhow. He was a good boy. The better of the two dragons left in the world. The one that loved people endlessly as it was.
He smiled as she said she was not afraid, of him or anything. She smelled do good as she said it. proud and with no fear at all. No undertones of unease. Just want and desire, and a truthiness he liked just as much as the smell of magic.
the hoodie came off, leaving her in panties and bralette, giving him more to unwrap and tease her with. He felt her tug at his hair, forcing his lips to come from her skin and make him look up at her. He chuckled deeply, a rich sound in his throat.
She wanted a kiss first, and that he intended to comply with. But first he kissed his way up her belly to her chest. Planting a kiss between her breasts, on the bralette thing. That would have to go soon.
He kissed a bit higher, huffing a breath at the curve of her neck. "I am kissing you." He teased, moving to slink up her body placing more kisses here and there. "Is this not enough?" he teased, kissing up her neck and to her jaw line, nuzzling her cheek before lingering near her lips.
"Or do you want something more?" He whispered on her lips, his forked ton flicking out to tap her lips real fast, golden eyes closing before he leaned down to press a kiss to her soft lips.
Sombra watched Genji as he kissed up along her body, lips parted, and faintly quirked in a smile. He felt like summer rain and lighting and free falling.
Like adrenaline.
He kissed her neck again, breathing her in like he needed her scent to live and she couldn't help but shudder. And still, he teased her anyway; 'I am kissing you' earned a little put-upon growl. She moved again, anticipating him as if they were old lovers. His mouth at her neck, she whispered "I'm greedy."
Her forehead pressed to his, she smiled as he whispered about wanting. His tongue flicked against her lips once before he complied and she moaned into his mouth. Her hand went to his hair again and Sombra wasted no time deepening the kiss.
The feel of her around him, on him, under him was nice and addictive.
His kisses trailed up her body, his hands moving to either side of her body, leaning over her again as she pulled him down by the hair, absorbing more of a deeper kiss.
She'd find that his taste was smokey, spicy, like cinnamon and fire. Not disgusting or ashy, but sweet and warm. His tongue flicked at her lips, demanding them to part for him. He settled his body over hers a bit more, wiggling in to rest on her almost lightly but with a weight of a warm lover there.
Breathing in on the kiss was warm, holding it a moment felt fine. he let his hands trail up her arms to hold them, kissing her briskly and with a warm passion.
They kiss and it’s all she needs in the world - sighs and hums and giggles. Lips and skin touch and Sombra can feel the way her blood rushes through her body as Genji leans into her. Feeling him so close makes her eager and she rocks again , wanting to feel more pressure. He tastes like something she wants to devour, like something she could drink forever and never tire and so she does, tilting her head to kiss him as deeply as she can.
Even before her magic grew, Sombra’s ambition made her greedy and ravenous. Fear never lasted long in the wake of her wanting and here, under the most powerful man she’s ever met, she knows she is lost to him. This close her magic seems to fade - it isn’t, her guard is just dropping - and Sombra knows that Genji is one of a handful to learn her true scent.
In contrast to the heady sweet-spice scent of her magic, a friend once described it as subtle, like the soft sweetness of cookies and vanilla left in a room where sweet incense had been burning. Sombra thinks it might be why this kiss is so addictive, that in this moment she and Genji are best together - sweet and burning.
His touch skimming up her body makes her hum and when he pins her arms, Sombra feels empty. They kiss until she can’t breathe and when she pulls from him to breathe, it leaves her in a lust filled rush.
“Fuck...” Her pupils are blown wide and her violet eyes almost glow.
“Bite me,” she arches under him and tilts her head, offering her throat once more.
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Sombra gave a little shrug at his persistence, only half-acknowledging his point. She'd been curious about him and unwilling to let it pass without at least attempting to find out more.
"You looked like you needed a break."
For a moment, it looked as if she were going to say something else. Whatever it was, it wasn't important - not when Genji looked so good crawling up the bed like that. Again, she remembered the feeling of him close and she looked at him with heavy-lidded eyes.
"Maybe you should be brave and tell me what you want."
Her voice was low and honeyed as he moved closer.
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He was still moving, slinking almost. And as she said he should be brave he snorted, moving closer, crawling onto the bed in full now, and starting to nudge forward, over her. He leaned over her with both impressively strong arms, looking down to her almost like she was a snack. He smirked, a sharp smirk.
"Or I could just show you what I want." He said, hovering there, leaning down to almost kiss her but not quite yet. "But maybe you like words better..." It was a tease.
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She was still nearly purring, watching him greedily as he stalked up the bed. He was so pretty it made her ache, made her want to find his limit. Damn, he looked strong and with little opportunity to escape Sombra felt her own magic begin to surge.
His eyes were hungry and she met his look with one of her own, torn between wanting so badly to control him and wanting to feel his strength and his power. Something about him; his scent, his aura reacted to her own, the smell like sweet spice and rain to a better trained nose.
This man, this dragon hovered and Sombra fought the urge to arch to meet his mouth, licking her lips instead before smiling.
“I can run my mouth all day, Genji. How about you show me what you like?”
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He hovered over her, both strong arms holding himself up over her. Sure he'd been wounded the night before, and he was still recovering, but he had been fed and given time to relax. He was healing, and now he was hungry for more.
He leaned down, letting his nose sniff and nuzzle down her neck, taking in tht magical surge of power as if it fed him more. His lips pressing to her skin a moment later, in a soft kiss. He came to settle between her legs, leaning over her and kissing her neck. "But what if I like that mouth of yours?" He purred into her neck, moving lower down to what she wore, a finger curling into her shirt to pull it down a bit more, kissing lower.
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Sombra watched him and wondered; what could have hurt him so badly, how far had he wandered before he landed in her little town, and could she thank such a dangerous thing?
She supposed it was selfish to be grateful for Genji's bad luck, but the brush of his lips on her neck. Damn. It almost felt like a current, like the touch of his skin was all she needed to keep going. Eyes fluttering, she moved by instinct to accommodate him; raising her head to bare her throat to him, arching her back just right and opening her legs.
"Then keep doing what you're doing and you'll hear me as much you want..."
It was suddenly hot in this little nest of blankets and such, now that Genji was so interested in sharing it and Sombra found herself writhing slowly, both because of Genji's mouth and wanting relief. The world shrunk down to him, above her and below her; His energy still emanated from the hoodie and she still felt like she was drowning in it, even as she could feel the garment's fabric pooling under her.
Bracing with one arm, she reached up, hissing 'Yes' as she ran her fingers into his hair and arched to press herself against him solidly.
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the hoodie she wore was pulled on more, as if it was annoying and in his way. His fingers curled pulling it down low so he could kiss her collarbone, before his hands moved, sliding down her body, over her covered breasts, over her covered trim belly, and to the hem of the hoodie. "Don't need this." He said, pulling on it on her, tugging it up. "I'll keep you warm." He insisted, leaning down to kiss t her belly now, at her belly button, pushing the hoddie up until he could get it over her head, peeking at her over her bests, covered or not.
"Maybe I can make the neighbors her you as well." He said in an almost promise as his breath, warm on her skin hovered over her. Golden eyes staring up at her as he moved to place another kiss on her trim belly.
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She shuddered as he growled into her skin, pulling to him and rolling her hips. More than any sort of carnal touch, Sombra flirted with danger and death like they were old lovers. She knew if Genji was not so sweet...if he were cruel and mean and hungry...
"I'm not afraid of you," Sombra's voice was raw and hot and all the good things about fucking seemed to rise off of her skin. Her moan at his kiss was sinful and her magic went sweet on the air; sugar, spice, and woman.
"I'm not afraid of anything." Her voice was dark and wanting as his touch traced over her and even with the fabric between them, his touch just seemed to draw more of her magic into the air.
Sombra was far too interested in comfort to wear much more than was necessary for her own sense of propriety. But something seemed to awake in Genji, Thank God, and he became more interested in what lay under the hoodie than teasing her mercilessly.
Nothing but a thin bralette and thin panties stood in the way of having access to all of her skin. While Genji pressed kisses to her belly, Sombra wriggled the hoodie the rest of the way off. She released her hold on his hair, only enough to shrug her arm out of the garment.
At his little 'threat' to introduce himself to neighbors with Sombra's moans, she laughed again before shamelessly tugging his hair, trying to raise his mouth from her skin.
"Let's do it, never liked those assholes anyway." Trailing her touch from his hair to his cheek, she found herself breathing heavily and feeling a little exposed under his brilliant gaze.
"But kiss me first, Genji..."
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He smiled as she said she was not afraid, of him or anything. She smelled do good as she said it. proud and with no fear at all. No undertones of unease. Just want and desire, and a truthiness he liked just as much as the smell of magic.
the hoodie came off, leaving her in panties and bralette, giving him more to unwrap and tease her with. He felt her tug at his hair, forcing his lips to come from her skin and make him look up at her. He chuckled deeply, a rich sound in his throat.
She wanted a kiss first, and that he intended to comply with. But first he kissed his way up her belly to her chest. Planting a kiss between her breasts, on the bralette thing. That would have to go soon.
He kissed a bit higher, huffing a breath at the curve of her neck. "I am kissing you." He teased, moving to slink up her body placing more kisses here and there. "Is this not enough?" he teased, kissing up her neck and to her jaw line, nuzzling her cheek before lingering near her lips.
"Or do you want something more?" He whispered on her lips, his forked ton flicking out to tap her lips real fast, golden eyes closing before he leaned down to press a kiss to her soft lips.
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Like adrenaline.
He kissed her neck again, breathing her in like he needed her scent to live and she couldn't help but shudder. And still, he teased her anyway; 'I am kissing you' earned a little put-upon growl. She moved again, anticipating him as if they were old lovers. His mouth at her neck, she whispered "I'm greedy."
Her forehead pressed to his, she smiled as he whispered about wanting. His tongue flicked against her lips once before he complied and she moaned into his mouth. Her hand went to his hair again and Sombra wasted no time deepening the kiss.
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He liked the smell of her as she grew impatient.
The feel of her around him, on him, under him was nice and addictive.
His kisses trailed up her body, his hands moving to either side of her body, leaning over her again as she pulled him down by the hair, absorbing more of a deeper kiss.
She'd find that his taste was smokey, spicy, like cinnamon and fire. Not disgusting or ashy, but sweet and warm. His tongue flicked at her lips, demanding them to part for him. He settled his body over hers a bit more, wiggling in to rest on her almost lightly but with a weight of a warm lover there.
Breathing in on the kiss was warm, holding it a moment felt fine. he let his hands trail up her arms to hold them, kissing her briskly and with a warm passion.
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Even before her magic grew, Sombra’s ambition made her greedy and ravenous. Fear never lasted long in the wake of her wanting and here, under the most powerful man she’s ever met,
she knows she is lost to him. This close her magic seems to fade - it isn’t, her guard is just dropping - and Sombra knows that Genji is one of a handful to learn her true scent.
In contrast to the heady sweet-spice scent of her magic, a friend once described it as subtle, like the soft sweetness of cookies and vanilla left in a room where sweet incense had been burning. Sombra thinks it might be why this kiss is so addictive, that in this moment she and Genji are best together - sweet and burning.
His touch skimming up her body makes her hum and when he pins her arms, Sombra feels empty. They kiss until she can’t breathe and when she pulls from him to breathe, it leaves her in a lust filled rush.
“Fuck...” Her pupils are blown wide and her violet eyes almost glow.
“Bite me,” she arches under him and tilts her head, offering her throat once more.