Inside her mouth, but it doesn't stop there!

Genji flexes his cock before reinserting it into Angela’s angelic mouth. The vaguely familiar sensation of her lips tickles Genji’s nerves; it conjures out a deep moan from his mouth as he releases. It makes Angela look up. Her eyes are just slightly above the rim of her glasses. A burn of erotica joins the delicate blue that colors her eyes.

This simply isn’t enough, however: Genji grabs a handful of hair and works his member deeper into the blonde’s mouth. Her tongue slithers on his underside, giving his glands a reminder of their summer fling. He fights the desire to shudder and continue onward.

“You’re so naughty,” Genji muses, his untarnished nerves tingling with his youthful playboy memories. “I know you’ve missed this as much as I have.”

Angela closes her eyes, savoring the taste of his cum. Its length and girth are nostalgic— her mouth waters like a bitch in heat. She has missed this, and she has fantasized about doing just this with Genji. “Mm~ mmm…”

Her slight moaning vibrates his dick, sending waves of unintentional pleasure. Finally, Genji takes a rough thrust forward, which unfortunately breaks her limitations, refusing his system to go flaccid.

She retches and coughs loudly. “Not so rough, Genji~!” Mercy eyes the tip of his cock as it bounces happily before her.

Genji grimaces, jerking himself with one hand while pulling her hair with the other. He knows she can be dirtier. She sticks her tongue out, and he slaps his Japanese meat on both her cheeks and then her tongue. Finally, she closes her eyes, focusing on all the tastes and sensations she’s dreamt about— should she be so conservative?

She considers this for a few seconds, locking her lips on Genji’s cockhead as she replaces his hand with hers, working his shaft like a crank. Angela looks up to watch Genji’s face— human features and flushed cheeks give playful reminders of his playboy background. Her pussy tingles.

“You’re going to make me cum again,” Genji murmurs. “I trained you almost too well.”

Angela bobs her head, taking his dick deeper into her oral depths. He grabs the side of her head and drives himself forward, again working this sideshow into a proper throat-screwing. Gentle gags and wet passes emit from the couple; all thoughts besides organisms and genders have vanished. All that matters now is…?

“Are you fingering yourself?” Genji smirks slightly as he suddenly hears the wet slapping of self-pleasure. Mercy, who has her mouth full, simply nods, unintentionally stimulating Genji further.

A few more motions forwards press his balls against Angela’s angelic face. The vulgar expression that washes over her cheeks makes her look like the most beautiful whore in the entire base. With one hand behind her head, Genji slowly pumps his hips back and forth, using her lips and seal to stroke his penis.

Unfortunately, Mercy isn’t accustomed to such things now, and she taps her hands on his thighs so she can pull away. She coughs and gasps, her spit dripping from his rod. Of course, precum drips too, but it’s impossible to disingenuous it at this point.

Lust drives all action, and the desire to feel more of the girl fuels all fantasies forward. Genji grabs her hair and forces her face back as she grabs his cock to crank himself inches away from her mouth.

The blue of her eyes is electric, and it pulses with the same amount of lust as he feels. He runs his tip a few times, edging himself before drilling back between her lips— the sensation is perverted— it’s youthful…!

Unable to contain his longing anymore, he lifts Angela from the floor effortlessly and plops her down on her desk, knocking down several cups and pencils in the process. Still, he works swiftly and gets any barriers between him and Mercy’s pussy out of the way.

False terror invades Mercy’s face when she recovers from the sudden change of pace. “Vait! Genji! HaaAhh~!?!”

Genji grabs her thighs and drives forward, knocking all sense out of Angela in one thrust. Her blue eyes widen, and she has to fight her scream by biting down her lower lip.

The cyborg and angel combine emotions. Though it might have been considered crude to some, this wasn’t particularly new to either of them. It was familiar. For Angela, this was something she had been trying to forget about it. For Genji, this was something he had remembered for a long time…

Mercy braces herself on her desktop as Genji bucks into her. His gentleman’s sword is coated in spit and honey, heavily lubricated for such interaction. His hands train to her breasts and fondle them. Angela closes her eyes, focusing on everything at once, which nearly sends her brain to explode with overstimulation. Being fucked, touched, and praised all at the same time is almost too much for her…perhaps it IS too much for her?

She wraps her legs around Genji’s metal waist and moans loudly, dragging him deep into her depths as she feels a rush of warmth go over her stomach and nervous system. “I’m cumming, Genji~!!!”

Her announcement is well-received. Genji neither slows nor quickens, he simply continues at the same pace and lets the doctor live her climax as she intended. He watched her face twist in blissful agony as she writhed in ecstasy; it was something to behold!

His cock twitched happily as he felt every tremor her ruined body gave as it became overly sensitive to his ridged member still plugged into her hole. She cursed in German and covered her face with a bent arm. “Oh~ Genji…! Look at what you’ve done to me.”

Genji takes her arm and leans in to kiss her neck. She squirms and sighs with pleasure from her mouth. “You look as gorgeous as ever, Doctor.”

Angela continues to squirm; her voice is broken and often comes out in chunks. Genji started running himself through again as he held her arms down and loomed over her. Their eyes were on each other. Both members of the party whispered or growled in their native tongue.

Steadily, Genji crashed into Mercy with increasing speed. His cock was slick. Her mind was numb, their emotions riding on a high caused by an overload of sex. Every moment trapped on this desk was as though they were committing another second in forbidden love– a love affair that could end their careers or stir a scandal in Overwatch. Mercy bit down on her lower lip, was her own creation worth the risk? She felt his cock riddle her body, plumping her womb and racking her nerves. In the heat of the moment, she had no doubt she wanted to be with him, but when she considered what the others might say, she worried that it was more emotional than reasonable.

She felt the cool metal touch of his hand press against her warm breast. She squinted, tears of bliss blurring her vision. “It isn’t worth it,” she thinks, and a heated moan comes out hot of her mouth. “It isn’t worth it!”

And then Genji leans in and flicks her nipple with his tongue. His teeth lightly teased it before he locked around it, sucking gingerly as her eyes went wide. Her back arches, and her vagina clamps tightly around his rod. “Fuck me, Genji~!!”

He didn’t need the idea, nor did she need permission. Genji was well on his way to fucking her until he couldn’t any longer. Mercy’s body rippled against every thrust, her mind was spinning now, and she couldn’t think of anything else besides the fact she just came again and was about to be filled with. The idea made her fingers flex, and her legs pulled him in closer.

“Hah~! Angela,” Genji’s voice escaped steady and sexy as she looked up. “Do you want me to pull–”

“Nein!” She yelps. “In mir drinnen!”

Genji knew very little German, but he knew she often spoke it when she couldn’t think straight. However, he knew “Nein” was “no,” so that must’ve translated to “Yes, come inside of me!”

As she wanted, Genji goes all in. He’s balls deep and fully enveloped before he unloads. Unfortunately, or fortunately, he fired blanks after his surgery. But, such things made it easy when their interactions got this intimate.

A powerful orgasm isn’t enough for Genji’s cybernetics to give up control over his body, so the thrusts are even. Angela can’t say the same as she has a third orgasm, have be it weak, but it still makes her coil around his member and share a special moment together.

Genji slips out after a couple of seconds of kissing and stands at the edge of the stable. He watches their lovemaking leak out of her hole and smirks slightly.

Angela sits up straight and clears her throat. “I- I’ll discharge you for now, but if you experience any more issues with your body…” She looks at his penis and grins. “You know where to find me, Genji~.”