#widowmaker overwatch | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

crushedgraham · 7 months

Note

NSFW Alphabet with Widowmaker x shy girlfriend 💗?

Widowmaker NSFW Alphabet (with shy Gf)

A = Aftercare (What they're like after sex)

Depending on the night and how Amélie's feeling, the amount of affection she'll give you after sex varies. If she had pushed you out of your comfort zone then she'll curl her body around yours while whispering praises in your ear. If it was a typical night then she'll leave a good amount of space between you two but she will allow you to hold her hand/arm (she secretly loves when you trace her tattoo).

B = Body Part (Their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Amélie loves her legs/ass solely based off the fact that you love them so dearly. She absolutely adores how you look between them when she makes you eat her out till she's satisfied.

Amélie favors your hands. Your hands seem so much more pure than hers. No matter what you've done or who you are - they offer her relief from the grief that she continues to suffer from. When you're hands are interlaced, it feels like some of her guilt's been washed away. (And your fingers know exactly how to fuck her but that's not the point)

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum basically)

She's not a huge fan of the taste of cum but wants you to be obsessed with hers. I feel like Amélie tastes pretty sweet because of her strict diets which makes her cum all the more addicting. This may be because of how possessive she is but Amélie gets off from seeing her cum on you. Whether it's smeared on your chin from riding your face or dripping down your fingers and wrist - she loves seeing it on you.

D = Dirty Secret (A dirty secret of theirs)

We all know that Olivia has access to all of the cameras throughout Talon's base. But who would've thought that Amélie would purposely take you to rooms where she knows a camera is so Olivia can watch just how good Amélie fucks you. She mainly started doing this because Olivia would playfully flirt with you before you and Amélie had gotten together, so she had to prove to the hacker who's name you scream when you're at the height of your orgasm.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they're doing?)

Amélie's experience was cut short due to her marriage with Gerard. She was married off to him at a pretty young age - abstaining from sex until she was properly wed. After turning into the ruthless assassin, the very idea of sex repelled her, at least not when she was still grieving over Gerard's death. But that all changes when you two get together. Amélie isn't clueless though, she's touched herself countless times and knows how to make you cum in record time.

F = Favorite Position

Face riding/sitting and reverse cowgirl. Something about seeing you smothered between her thick thighs gets her going, maybe it's how powerful she feels - like a queen on her throne but she loves this position and keeps you between her thighs until their numb. Amélie's favorites definitely connect to the fact that she loves feeling in control. When she rides your strap in reverse cowgirl style, she'll have you cuffed to the headboard so all you do is watch. Just imagine how good her ass looks, bouncing up and down on your 8 inch strap that's stuffed deep inside her pussy. Amélie loves hearing your moans and groans from the visual, and on occasion she'll degrade you - mocking how such a shy girl's so filthy.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc)

Listen, it's already hard to get her to laugh normally so getting her to be a little silly during intercourse is not happening. Maybe during your first time together, when you're nerves are amped to the max - she'll let loose and giggle once or twice but you're not really getting more than that.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc)

Amélie's a woman of class. She may be blue but that never stopped her from looking her best. Amélie's European. Her hair is thick. The carpets most definitely match the drapes so you're dealing with a thick head of hair and pubes. Her hair grows extremely fast but she tries to keep it relatively short. The length varies but Amélie keeps it in a controlled triangle.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect)

Intimacy pairs with the aftercare - it depends on the night and how Amélie's feeling. The intimacy usually increases when she's been feeling desolate. Especially if you have sex near the date of Gerard's death or if Moira had been experimenting on her again. During these times she'll let her walls down and put you in control. Amélie won't say much, just burying her head into your shoulder while your hands gently unravel her woes.

J = Jack off (Masturbation headcanon)

Like I said earlier, Amélie's well acquainted with her fingers because of the dry sex life she had in her previous relationship. But with you? Oh honey, you're gonna be dragged into closets, spare rooms; pushed against basically any surface to soothe her sex drive. Why would she waste her energy fucking herself when she has you?

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks)

Exhibitionism, BDSM, Temperature play, Bondage,

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do)

Probably her bedroom in the castle since it makes you feel the most comfortable. It literally has anything you could possibly want. The bed is huge and has the headboard that she loves cuffing you to, the fireplace that sets the mood and countless surfaces for you two to have fun on (and the chest of toys hidden away under her bed). Amélie's bedroom just feels romantic with all the accents of purples, maroons, silks and furs.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going)

Your shy nature is one of the biggest motivators for Amélie. She loves seeing you squirm and shake whenever she touches you. Hell, even just her stare can have you flushing. And she eats it up. Amélie loves unraveling you like a little present, caught in her web - picking at your shy facade until you break. Pushing you to your limits until your crying and begging for her. Turning you into her little slut's the biggest turn on for her.

N = No (Something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

Amélie refuses to have sex/intercourse in certain areas of the castle because they remind her too much of her past and Gerard. Places like her old practice room and Gerard's study are closed off to never be touched again.

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc)

Prefers receiving 100%. Amélie loves your tongue more than any toy in her stash, she could literally ride and grind against it for hours. But, that doesn't mean she can't give head. Babe if she wants to eat you out she's gonna do a damn good job. Amélie's tongue is slow and precise, the excruciating pace slowly driving you to the brink of madness. Like I said before, she doesn't really like the taste of cum so getting head from her is a luxury.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual?)

Very slow and sensual. Amélie loves drawing out everything so she can really soak up the reactions from you. It's just so adorable seeing the effect she has on you. If you get a little bratty or bold then she'll get rougher but never faster. No, if anything she gets slower. Edging you at an incredibly slow pace that you can't help but to beg for mercy.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc)

Amélie prefers taking her time but thoroughly enjoys a good quickie here and there simply because of how shy you get when she pulls you into a small closet or corner to have a little fun. She does it pretty often, especially when the risk factor's particularly high. During quickies, Amélie's faster than usual - usually taking the reins and pinning you to the wall with her hand over your mouth.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc)

Amélie's always open to finding new ways to make you squirm. She loves the thrill and high she gets from taking you in public - knowing that someone could walk in at any moment just to see how much of a dirty girl you really are. (She always makes sure to take a precaution - aka her poison - so no one can actually see you but the idea is still thrilling. And if someone does walk in, she'll just knock them over the back of their head in the blink of an eye.)

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last)

Have you seen this girl run up multiple staircases without even breathing a little harder? Amélie's stamina is almost scarily high. She can go round after round, pulling orgasm after orgasm from you or herself. Be prepared because she loves overstimulating you. But at the same time, she's gonna make you her personal chair for well over four orgasms.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves)

Amélie prefers using her toys on you. When it comes to her own pleasure, she'll choose your tongue any day. Favorites of hers: Bluetooth connected vibrator, regular hitachi wand, and her favorite strap.

U = Unfair (How much they like to tease)

Amélie's so unfair it hurts. She'll tie you up and edge you for hours as punishment over minor offenses, she just wants to find any excuse to edge you. And with the bluetooth vibrator..? You're fucked. During date nights, Amélie will force you to wear the vibrator in your panties and she'll play with it on her phone throughout the night. She just adores the blush on your face and the way you bite into your plump lip to try and keep quiet.

V = Volume (How loud are they, what sounds do they make)

She's pretty quiet in and out of the bedroom. Amélie pretty much just lets out sighs and grunts, when she's about to cum she'll moan quietly.

W = Wildcard (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice)

Secretly likes anal. Amélie discovered this early on as a teen but didn't bother telling Gerard since he was very vanilla. She won't initiate anal play unless you do it first. Amélie wants to mainly receive it but she would kill to see you with a pretty butt plug that has a gem atop it.

X = X-Ray (Let's see what's going on in those pants)

Amélie's inner folds are longer than her outer ones, sticking out past them. Her clit's pretty small and she has an overall deep purple color.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive)

Her sex drive's pretty high, after being sex-deprived and touch starved for so long - it made her drive increase a decent amount. But you are dating one of the top agents of talon so you only have so much free time with her. This means you guys have sex maybe two or three times a week.

Z = Zzz (How quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Depending on the day, Amélie can feel a lot of things after such intimacy. She frequently waits until you're asleep so she can have a smoke on her balcony. When she comes back she'll just look at you until she starts to fall asleep, admiring your face and maybe even whispering small praises in french. This is when she feels the most comfortable being vulnerable, oftentimes you'll be just awake enough to catch her whispering "Je t'aime"

#overwatch #overwatch x reader #widowmaker x reader #widowmaker #widowmaker ow #widowmaker smut #widowmaker overwatch #overwatch 2 #overwatch smut #amelie lacroix x reader #amelie lacroix #overwatch headcanons #overwatch hcs

143 notes · View notes

moira-mains-go-to-hell · 1 year

Text

NSFW Overwatch Women Headcannons and Drabbles Part One

Warnings: NSFW themes, Over stimulation, Primal Play, shibari, Bimbofication, Cockwarming, use of pet names, exobitionism, knife play, light blood play, somnophilia, power play, findom, mind breaking, mommy kink, size kink/size queen

A/N:there are sixteen women on the roster, I am splitting this into two parts.

Includes: Widowmaker, Ashe, D.Ava, Kiriko, Junker Queen, Moira, Mercy, and Pharah

Ashe

A pillow princess brat, loves a good pleasure dom partner. She doesn’t want control all the time, she has it whenever she wants outside the walls of your home, she just feels the need to give you a little pushback about it.

Loves overstimulation, the feeling of truly being “fucked-out” makes it feel rewarding, but sometimes she can’t keep up.

Huge Praise kink, but on the giving end. She tells you how good you make her feel and make sure you know you are doing good

“Come on, you can give me one more,” your back stung as her nails left angry red trails over your skin, but you reviled in the pain and it only encouraged you. The woman below you could barely speak, mascara running down her cheeks and sweat making her hair cling to her forehead as she tried to form a cohesive thought. Her moans brought you more joy than a kid on Christmas.

You watched her mouth quiver as she tried to speak, drawing out your pace to give her some time, only to feel her nails dig a bit harder into your shoulders.

“Don’t slow down, I’m so close.”

Widow

Switch-top leaning, and Vers-dominant leaning. She isn’t opposed to bottoming or subbing, some times even asking to.

I have heard it from plenty other people, and I agree. Widow is into primal and adrenaline inducing scenarios. That “rush of the kill” she craves so much? She sedates it as best she can with the feeling of your capture, and how once caught you are simply, hopeless.

When she bottom’s it’s not that often, but you catch the little queues that she just needs to release, so it’s more gentle, and she seems like a rope bunny for the security it can bring.

“There you are, my precious Mouse,” you didn’t have the chance to react before her hand wrapped around your throat from behind, pulling you into her and forcing you to look up.

Her other hand made its way up your shirt, ghosting her fingers over your torso up to your chest. You felt her mouth brush your ear lobe, planting a kiss on the open skin of your neck.

“That heart of yours is racing, yet you could never out run my efforts. If only the rest of you moved like that, then subduing you would be much more… thrilling.”

D.va

Sub, bottom, done and dusted. She unironically likes the pet name bunny.

Has an oral fixation. Loves having your fingers or strap in her mouth.

Into bimbofication and degradation, becomes putty in your hands when you grab her by the chin and call her names.

Cockwarms when she wants to feel close to you, and has even gone as far to do it on stream out of view of her face cam. She likes exhibitionism in that strand, the thought of getting caught makes her brain melt.

“Are you done yet Bunny? Do you need a hand?” You reached over and put a hand on the small of her back as she fiddled with her camera.

“I think I’m good, thank you though.”

“Good, now come here,” you guided her back into your lap, the dildo fixed to your hips sitting tall as the shorter woman sank down onto it, holding onto both of your hands to brace herself.

Once settled your rest your chin on her shoulder, opposite to the side of her mic.

“Be a good girl and win for me, when you are done and you do, I’ll take you on the desk like the little slut you are, sound good?”

Junker Queen

Doesn’t understand the concept of rolls but she’s a top. She just knows you end up under her, and she likes that.

Very possessive, will remind you who you belong to, even if you assure her you know.

I see so often that she uses Gracie to cut your clothes off, but I think she likes to rip them with her bare hands and teeth. A different aspect of primal that goes far overlooked because most people are into the chase. She doesn’t care for the hunt, she just wants to rip into you and eat you alive.

You found yourself over your girlfriend’s shoulder, this was a common occurrence, but this time you could feel the frustration radiating from her body. You were in for it but you just didn’t know how bad.

“This shirt of yours, it’s gonna get you into a lot of trouble hun,” she finally placed you down onto the bed in-front of her, taking the middle of your shirt in he hands and tearing it open, “those idiots outside sure liked it though, but I bet you know that.”

She leant over you, your back hitting the mattress as she trapped you between it and herself, “ shame, looks like you won’t be wearing it again any time soon.”

Kiriko

Switch, Vers, no leans. Loves to give and take, and likes to make things fair for you both.

Loves both giving and receiving pain, it’s therapeutic. She especially likes biting and drawing blood

Somnophiliac, that Fox spirit has her up all night and her hands like to wander. Who are you to stop her?

You woke up with a small whine that quickly became a moan as you took in everything you where feeling. You where lain on your side, one leg thrown over your partner as one of her hands was buried in your core. You where too tired to really comprehend what was going on, just that it felt so good.

You looked over your shoulder and were met with the soft light of Kiriko’s eyes. You turned a bit to her, reaching back and pulling her in for a kiss. Her little fangs grazed over your bottom lip as she invaded your mouth. In your tired haze you moved your free hand to meet hers between your legs, guiding her to meet the pace you wanted as you melt into your partner’s embrace.

Moira

Dom Top no exceptions. She is a hard dom and that’s just an astute observation.

I see her more as a financial dom who is super into power play. She makes sure you know you’d be nothing with out her hand, she has a soft spot sure, not always being strict.

One hundred percent obedience trained you to fit her mold, maybe a little bit of mind breaking.

Your day to day to anyone else could be seen as a devoted housewife and her breadwinner wife, but that’s just surface level.

“Such a good girl, you did everything I asked this week and even more, I’ll make sure your allowance is proper,” Moira sat in her office chair, leering down at your form. You where sat back on your knees, hands folded in your lap. The scientist’s hand came to your cheek, brushing her thumb over the smooth skin.

“What’s say I reward you for such a job well done?”

Mercy

Switch- no lean, Dominant. She likes taking the reigns and is an incredibly soft dominant.

MOMMY. KINK. I could have said it for so many of the others but by GOD does this woman solidify it.

Size queen. Don’t ask me why I see it, but something about this woman tells me she likes to feel full. She has prep sizes for if she wants to go big.

You were on your back, propped against the pillows as you watched your strap on disappear into the woman above you. Angela’s hands braced on your chest as she bounced on the cock she picked out tonight.

“Fuck, you make Mommy feel so good, that’s it, match my pace,” the eye contact was more than enough to entrance you as you met her hips. You loved watching her face contort as she rode you, stuttered moans punctuated by her drops fell from her lips.

“You fill me so well, Miene liebe.”

Pharah

Stone top, doesn’t really go for dynamics

I’m sorry to say but this woman is vanilla as HELL. She is probably into spanking and has a pair of fuzzy cuffs, but those never get used.

Now is she good? Hell yes. That mouth of hers is a demon and she is simply the host. Her strap game is immaculate. Her fingers are interstellar.

“Pass me the pepper?” Pharah had insisted on cooking together tonight, not that you minded. She had just gotten back from a month long assignment with Helix and that typically meant she wasn’t leaving your side for the first few days she was back.

“Only if I could make a pass at you,” her dorky charm always made you laugh, little lines like this are probably what reeled you in in the first place.

She did as asked and made her way behind you, wrapping her arms around your waist.

“You know, we could just skip dinner all together, there is something else I’ve been dying to eat since I got back.”

849 notes · View notes

wildissylupus · 5 months

Text

Widow: I don't need you pitty gifts, let alone one so childish

Cassidy: So.... you don't want the weighted spider plushy I got you?

Widow: .....

Cassidy: ....

Widow: ....Don't be stupid, of course I want it

#overwatch #overwatch 2 #overwatch lore #overwatch headcanons #analysis #cole cassidy #cassidy overwatch #overwatch cassidy #cassidy ow #ow cassidy #widowmaker ow #ow widowmaker #widowmaker overwatch #overwatch widowmaker #widowmaker

88 notes · View notes

tiredcringe · 8 months

Text

i like overwat bery mash

#overwatch 2 #junkrat overwatch #reinhardt overwatch #lucio overwatch #rammatra overwatch #dva overwatch #mercy overwatch #widowmaker overwatch #tired artstuffs

65 notes · View notes

chichisweetheart · 9 months

Text

Bro ima post alot of wlw ships on my account next up is brokengravity 😊😊😊😃😃😄😁😁😆🤗🤫🤭🤭🤭

#ouihaw #overwatch #widowmaker #ashe overwatch #widowmaker overwatch #digital art

92 notes · View notes

drearycowboy · 1 year

Text

160 notes · View notes

sehlie · 1 year

Text

desolé (not finished)

#widow #widowmaker #black widow #widowmaker ow #widowmaker overwatch #amelie lacroix #overwatch #ow #overwatch widowmaker

135 notes · View notes

vivaere · 1 year

Text

Personne n'échappe à mon regard.

#widowmaker overwatch #widowmaker #overwatch #overwatch2 #amelie lacroix

261 notes · View notes

lepusrufus · 5 months

Text

I was gonna throw this in a list of hcs but actually I wanna give it its own post bc I'm very normal about Widow and what's been done to her

I know the more widely accepted idea is that Widow has some inhuman strength and agility due to all the procedures she went through, but what if it's actually the opposite? Her blood flow is so slow her body barely gets the minimum amount of oxygen through it to survive. It makes her lethargic and chronically exhausted because she's always on that fine line between surviving and dead. It helps her keep deadly still when sniping, with great results as far at that goes, but on the flip side a burst of physical activity while running from one place to another on an assignment exerts her body to the point of agony. There's always a team of doctors and days upon days of physiotherapy waiting at Talon's hq, but that doesn't really erase the pain.

There's nanites flowing through her system but they don't really work. Not like they work for Angela or even Moira because they're not there to heal her, they're just there to keep her body from collapsing in on itself.

Her blood flow is so fucked she has pretty much zero temperature regulation and any environment that's too hot or too cold or spikes in temperature really screw with her. And she can barely even feel it until it's too late and she's either dizzy to the point of fainting or can barely move. (Yes I see the cinematic of her wearing basically nothing in the tundra. Yes I'm ignoring that detail and saying her uniforms are made to help with that thank you.)

Her lack of emotions was a carefully crafted mix of psychology work and meds specifically made for her that by this point keep her body going just as much as every other bit of "maintenance" she needs on a regular basis to survive. It doesn't always work. The human mind is great and complex and frankly she would sometimes prefer it not to be because whenever a strong emotion manages to sneak past all the walls built in her mind it leaves her frustrated and more exhausted than she already is. She can still make connections, have likes and dislikes, but anything particularly strong is like an unwelcome shock to an already fragile system.

But Talon doesn't really care because she's their perfect sniper and at the end of the day all the pain that comes as a consequence is only there to make her stronger.

And to top it off, Moira loathes how Ameliè turned out.

She didn't have that much of a hands on role in the making of Widowmaker, she's neither a psychologist nor a surgeon or any other kind of doctor that could do all of that, but she has been sort of an overseer to it. She's the one handling the regular procedures Widow needs to survive and the one taking note of how she handles one thing or another. And she hates all of it.

Moira used to be proud of Widowmaker, but after years of seeing basically a dead woman constantly walk the line of barely even alive, she realised that this is the complete opposite of what her idea of going against the limitations of the human body used to be. If Widow was to ever stop taking the fistful of daily meds or the medical procedures needed to keep her body going she would simply die, and even Moira can despise something that cruel.

#see i can make serious hcs too #i say while putting the blorbos through the worst situations #i love her I promise #but characters in constant agony just scratch an itch #widowmaker overwatch #overwatch #headcanon #is Moira a little ooc maybe but shhhhh i love me a morally gray tal ginger nerd #moira overwatch

62 notes · View notes

crushedgraham · 7 months

Note

A fic where Widowmaker’s shy gf tries to pleasure her the first time but is super nervous and Amélie kinda ‘talks her through it’ please 🙏🏻?

Teach Me

Widowmaker x Shy Gf's first time

it was getting a little long so i cut it short at the end, lmk if you guys want a part 2 where the reader learns how to give head :3

Summer was coming to an end and fall was rapidly approaching which meant the weather was cooling down. Fortunately for you, you had a rich girlfriend which meant one thing...Hot tubs.

Amélie had returned late last night from a month-long mission in the Himalayas. This was the longest you two had been apart since you started dating not too long ago. To say you missed her was an understatement, the loneliness from the giant castle kicked in almost immediately.

You confided in your friends during the long month, this led to a few too many drinks and a confession or two. A running joke amongst your little circle was that you had “no rizz” since you hadn’t ever really dated but the buzz from the drinks gave you the courage to blurt out that you were seeing someone. Your friends went dead silent before bombarding you with questions, one of them being:

“Have you gone down on her yet??”

The question sobered you up and sent a deep blush all the way to the tips of your ears. For the rest of the month you couldn’t get the thought out of your head. And now, sitting across her in the hot, rolling water, with both of you clad in only bikinis - the thought was at the forefront of your mind.

But you just couldn’t tear your eyes away from her, at least not when she looked that good.

“You seem to have a staring problem, ma chérie”

Of course she noticed, you had been itching to touch her as soon as she came back but you buried the thought, instead waiting for her to make the first move. Amélie’s eyes were still closed as she leaned back graciously against the marble stone of the hot tub.

“I- Sorry…You just look really..really beautiful…”

The small stutter and your sheepish tone makes a smirk crawl onto her lips. Blue eyelids slowly move up to reveal bright, golden irises. The way her smile broadens to reveal perfect white pearls leads you to believe that she knows the effect she has on you. Amélie wades across the water until her knee is pressed in between your thighs on the edge of the smooth marble seat, the other trapping your left thigh.

Soft knuckles run along your cheek and Amélie tilts her head to the side, almost as if she was studying you.

“Est-ce que je te manque?” (Did you miss me?)

You nod, shutting your eyes since the eye contact was getting to be too much for you to keep up. Her fingers run down to firmly grip your chin, sharp red nails digging ever so slightly into the side of your cheek.

“Answer me.”

“I-I did…I missed you so much…”

Her digits pull your face roughly towards her, your lips molding perfectly together. You can tell the distance had an effect on her as well because of her quick pace. Usually Amélie takes her time ravishing you but today it was all tongue and teeth.

Her tongue glides along yours as her hand creeps past your bellybutton, underneath the bikini. The ache in your core tells you to just let her bend you over the edge of the hot tub and fuck you senseless but you can't help but think about what it’d be like if you were the one doing the work.

Golden eyes search yours in confusion when you grab her wrist, signaling her to stop.

“I…want to try something new but..I don't know how…”

“What is it, mon amour?”

Your mouth opens but the words die on your tongue, your face flushes and you bury it into the crook of her neck.

“Tell me bébé”

Uncomprehensible words are mumbled into her skin and the widow gives you a blank stare as if saying “girl spit it out”. You know she's just going to keep staring at you until you say it so you cover your face with your shaky hands and blurt it out.

“I want to...pleasure…you…”

The words sound awkward and muffled but it brings a glint of something akin to almost ferality to her eyes. You peek your eyes open when you feel her adjusting to hover over your lap with her thick thighs on either sides of yours. The position pushes her breasts into your face and your mouth waters. Amélie’s hands reach behind her back, tugging at the strings of her bikini top until it drops and she carelessly throws it outside of the hot tub.

Your eyes flicker from her face to her perky breasts, unsure of what to do or how to start. The desperate look on your face brings a chuckle from her lips, her hands cup your cheeks and she places a surprisingly delicate kiss on your lips. Amélie guides your face to her left nipple with a lazy cat–like grin.

You eagerly wrap your lips around the dark nipple, sucking and licking uncoordinatedly. Amélie takes your hand and brings it up to her right breast, guiding your thumb to her nipple. Your movements are sloppy but her eyes slip shut, offering small hums of appreciation when you do something particularly well.

Amélie takes your free hand and guides it to her core, she presses your fingers to her clit through the fabric which draws a groan from her. The small sound gives you a new objective: Find what makes her moan the loudest.

You move to suck on the skin above her breast, biting into it with the the intention of leaving your mark. Syncing the small circles you rub against her clothed clit with the sucking rewards you with a low moan from the widow’s lips.

“Fuck..Chérie inside. Put your fingers inside of me.”

Amélie unties the strings of her bottom's with fervor, throwing it in the same direction as her top. Her wet pussy contrasts with the water and you run your fingers up her slit experimentally. When you slowly push two fingers into her, you’re met with almost no resistance.

Once you bottom out inside of her, her head drops to your shoulder with a shaky sigh. You give her a second to adjust before pulling out until just your fingertips are still inside, then thrusting back into her.

Her hips jolt and she lets out the loudest moan so far when you brush against a soft, spongy spot.

“Ngh..Right there..!”

You eagerly adjust the angle and start curling your fingers to hit that same spot over and over. The angle pushes your palm to rub against her clit and you can feel the pulse of her pussy.

“Hah..Oui!”

Amélie's orgasm comes faster than expected, the built up sexual frustration must have really took a toll on her. Her nails dig into the skin of your back and her sharp teeth bite into the junction between your neck and shoulder. Small trembles vibrate through her thighs as she comes down from her high.

Amélie quickly regains her composure. She pulls out your fingers and makes a show of swirling her tongue along them. Moaning sinfully at the diluted taste of her own cum.

"You're a fast learner bébé, how about I teach you more?"

#overwatch #overwatch x reader #widowmaker x reader #widowmaker #widowmaker smut #widowmaker ow #widowmaker overwatch

86 notes · View notes

moira-mains-go-to-hell · 1 year

Text

A Little Less Conversation…

OuiHaw x AFAB Reader [Ashe x Widowmaker (Amelie Lacroix) x Reader]

Warnings: use of She/Her pronouns, suggestive content, mentions of violence, men being gross, pet names (Sugar, Mon Cuer, Cherie)

A/N: Babes, this is supposed to have a smutty part two, so if you want it, let me know.

“You know, it wouldn’t hurt if you two at least act like you want to be here,” you adjusted your earrings and fixed your hair in the mirror. Tonight was the Talon Investors Gala, where you and agents alike would be wooing larger corporations to fund the organization. As the head of technological advancement and board member, you were expected to attend no matter what, but neither of your girlfriends seemed to want to go with you.

“Cherie, you know as soon as I enter the door, I will be swept away by Moira as the ‘pinnacle of her research’,” Amelie strode up next to you , adorned in a red floor length dress with a slit on each side.

“And I don’t even think I’m supposed to be there,” Ashe was sat on the bed of your hotel room, tie and shirt undone as she waited for the two of you.

“Nonsense, Moira has researchers to entertain the whole night with her life force siphoning-thingy and her little bug spray,” you finish up, giving yourself a once over before leaving the bathroom, “ and you are technically on my payroll because you traffic weapons for me to make better. You belong,” you smile and kiss the white haired woman’s cheek.

“But there are gonna be so many people,” Ashe cupped your cheek and pulled you closer.

“And if we stay here,” Amelie made her way behind you, wrapping her hands around your waist and cementing your spot between both women, “we don’t have to worry about anyone getting too close to you, mon cuer.”

“I like the sound of that,” Ashe’s hand on your cheek moved to your chin, her thumb grazing over your bottom lip.

You almost let them win when your phone wrang, the boss himself calling. Both women let go of you with a sigh as you chuckled and moved out of their grasp.

“Hello?… Yes… We are going to be there Akande, don’t fret…Oh? Ok… go get ready, stop worrying about me. Good bye,” you hung up and ran a hand through your hair.

“Since when are you on first name basis with him?” Amelie was now sitting next to Ashe, both of them finally ready to go out.

“Since I pushed Talon ahead of Vishkar and the Russians, which is why I need to go tonight, they are looking to outsource and buy me out of some of my designs,” you grabbed your coat and your gun and made your way to the door, “it would be really great if the women I love where in my corner tonight.”

“We will be Sugar, don’t you worry,” they got up and followed you out the door, “but why are you bringing the fire power?”

“Akande told me we may have uninvited guests, and don’t act like both of you aren’t packing,” you laugh as you tuck it into the top of your dress.

Amelie gave Ashe a knowing look and the cowgirl let out a light chuckle, “We’re packing something alright.”

The comment didn’t register at first, but then a blush grew from the base of your neck to your nose.

“Oh come on Cherie, as if we would pass up an opportunity to let your mind wonder.”

You had gathered yourself and entered the ballroom, looking around to all of the people in front of you. As you walked to your table you waved at associates and team members you worked with, flashing an award winning smile to everyone in your wake.

“You know, you really look like you are in your element, you positive you need us?” Ashe leant down and whispered in your ear, her hands in her coat pockets.

“Yes, because I need a reason to bail out of a conversation if I don’t like it.”

You made your way to your table, a few chairs empty but most had name plates of other board members that would be joining you or are already on the floor.

“Thank you for finally showing your face, I almost thought I’d have to come find you myself,” the Doomfist stood to greet you and shake your hand, “I see you brought Ms. Lacroix and the cowboy with you.”

“Akande, be respectful, she does business with us, she can be here,” you pat his shoulder and place your coat on the back of your chair, “I’m going get a drink and swindle Viskar out of more money than they can comprehend. Ashe, keep our Love Bug away from Moira if she happens to get loose.”

The brunette coughed at the nickname and your boss gave you an amused glance.

“Don’t worry hun, she’s not going anywhere.”

All three of them watched as you shifted effortlessly into your professional persona, entrapping people in conversation and then swiftly moving on after getting what you needed from them.

“You know she’s kind of hot when she does all that sweet talking,” Ashe sat back down after her own journey to the bar, passing one of the drinks she had to the assassin next to her.

Amelie hummed in agreement, taking a sip of her drink, “Confidence looks good on her, her brazenness almost rivals yours.”

“That will never happen, but she’s getting close.”

They both watch you as you talk up an older gentleman at a table across the room. You sat next to him, laughing at him, keeping him entertained, and then he scooted closer. It was a small movement, one that you didn’t seem to notice, but the two pairs of eyes watching, it was obvious.

“He is getting pretty chummy, ain’t he?”

“Indeed, but let’s not intervene just yet,” Amelie took Ashe’s hand into hers as they watched the rest of the interaction.

The man put his hand over yours, you quickly retracted to occupy it with your drink. You glanced around the room and made eye contact with your partners, raising your eyebrows at them before going back.

He was persistent, if not bold. Leaning further into you and putting his arm over the back of your chair. You remained composed but when your posture stiffened, the women across the room where ready to get up at any moment.

You wrapped up the conversation as he wrote on the back of a business card and handed it to you. Heading back to the table, you pulled out a notebook and a tape recorder from your pockets and placed them in front of your boss.

“Here, written and spoken promises, business cards and contact info are book marking each section, I’m out,” you sigh, picking up your jacket, “that last guy was gross.”

“You tolerate a man like that again and I will not hesitate to end him,” Amelie said the threat casually, giving a little shrug, “let us go, we have a room to get to.”

“I’m talked out for the evening. See you at the next board meeting Akande, but I need to leave,” Your girlfriends where just about ready to go when the large man grabbed your hand at the last second.

“You have one more guest to impress, then you may leave,” his voice was low, you all sat back down with different expressions of grievance on your face.

“What creep am I supposed to be meeting with now?”

“That ‘creep’ would be me,” none other than Katya Volskaya made her way over to the table, flanked by two guards.

You quickly swept the recorder and notebook up and put them back in the pockets of your romper.

“I thought you killed her?” You grit through your teeth to Amelie, giving her a confused glare.

“I missed the window of opportunity, and he,” she nodded to Akande, “saw a new opportunity for her, so we never went back.”

You let out a short lived groan before resuming your pageant ready attitude.

“Ms. Volskaya, pleasure to meet you,” you stuck your hand across the table, hers meeting yours as you gesture for her and her goons to sit.

Both of the women beside you watched in as as you commanded the table, laying out all of the plans and ideas she may be interested in and working her to get the best deal possible. Ashe was never a negotiator except for between the gang, and Amelie was just a hired gun, never in the room where it happens.

“… And what if we don’t just call the Russian forces or Overwatch and have your technology without the hassle?” Volskaya payed out the threat like a trump card, making eye contact with both you and your boss. Akande went to move but you put a hand up, stopping him.

Before you said anything you felt Ashe put a hand on your thigh, squeezing it. You looked over at both her and Amelie, Ashe giving you a look of ‘let her have it’, and Amelie wearing a small grin as she nodded back to the Russian in front if you.

“The tech I’m selling you is to protect your country and let cattle die like heros,” you fold your hands together and lean forward, “the tech I’m keeping for myself can burn down the whole cattle farm. By all means, call your special forces… you can tell their families they died because you brought a spoon to a gunfight.”

You stood, looking at Akande and smiling, “Volskaya Industries isn’t interested in working with us, remove them from the investors list-“

“Name your price,” Katya looked up at you, her hands balled on the table. Your smile grew sinister, matching the look in your eyes.

“We will be in touch, but you keep your lines open,” you wave her goodbye and grab your coat once again, your girlfriends following two steps behind as you make your way to the exit.

“Sugar, if I'd have known how hot you are when you do business I’d have made you do all my dirty work,” Ashe undid her tie as soon as you hit the door.

“Well you two are so reluctant to come with me on business trips. You’d see a lot more,” you took your earrings and heels off, moving to help Amelie with her dress.

“How about we see a lot more tonight?” Ashe’s breath felt hot as you where once again sandwiched between the two women, the cowgirl behind you holding your back to her front.

“I wouldn’t mind showing you.”

#overwatch #ashe overwatch #elizabeth caledonia ashe #widowmaker #widowmaker overwatch #ouihaw #ashe x reader overwatch #ashe x reader #ashe x fem reader #widowmaker x reader #amelie lacroix #Amelie lacroix x reader #widowmaker x fem reader #overwatch 2 #doomfist #ouihaw x reader #ouihaw x fem reader

224 notes · View notes