Jamison doesn't answer immediately, already licking the underside through his underwear, suckling the pooling precum through cloth until it dampens completely. A single finger hooks around the waistband and tug until it springs free.
“I scratch your back, you scratch mines. ♡”
Partially listening; busy, enamored watching that behemoth of a cock swell to full mast. Definitely gotten bigger. Near instantly, his mouth began to water, heart racing in anxious excitement as Junkrat closes in 'til it presses against his face. He even smells pent... —
Only the force of the other junker's hand presses even further. Musky. Masculine. Wet with pre and sweat alike; his vision threatens to double right then and there.
The hand toying with Mako's nip slides to his hip, to keep him somewhat steady for what's to come.
Groping, fondling... figures that hand would settle lower, cupping his bugle.
“When's th' last time ya've gotten off anyhow? Swear s'like ya've gotten bigger on me... ”
No need to beat it around the bush, knowing how they'd get.
“Do I hafta spell it out??”
. . . he might have to—
Now that he's up close, Mako's massive frame made the junker short circuit. So much of him to take, where to possibly start... —
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ㅤWell, that was direct. Not that Roadhog minded.
ㅤHe stepped closer, heavy boots thudding against the floor.
〝 Wasn't going nowhere. 〞
ㅤHis hand reached out, thick fingers brushing against Jamison's shoulder.
〝 What'd you have in mind? 〞
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Absentmindedly, he goes up to his chest, a sharp tug to his nipple ring, as if it would help Junkrat regain his train of thought.
“I'll... figure it out as I go, I just want ya to m'self for now.” His free hand grabs him, right in the gut, as long he had a handful of Hog. —
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀“You weren't plannin' on goin' anywhere for th' day, were ya? Feels like forever since we got t'fool around, y'know,” his typical mischievous giggle, making the 'come here' motion with his hand.
n - now?? in front of her?!?
eesh. jamison's a lotta things but to think of him as 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 type of freak...!
... ... yeah, who's he foolin'— being a grower and all. it's practically ripping out of those shorts right now—
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she won't fucking sue him.
but only if he fucking starts to masturbate his dick right now in front of her.
should be some sort of appreciating the queen. 💢
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A view to be remembered from that angle, before the sight was covered by his thick meat. Letting out a blissful sigh, taking a moment to bask in his natural scent before running his tongue along the underside of his cock, right to the tip.
Oh yes, plenty of initiative! Leaning back, idly slipping arms behind his head to let furry pits loose as he tugs them down oh so slowly. Such a tease... his breath near him has it throbbing. Flopping right on his face with a heavy thwap once he finally frees it.