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It almost seems like any other Saturday morning when Blackwatch HQ is overcome by Jesse McCree; and the second Gabriel wakes, as soon as he draws in breath and tastes it tinged with cloying-sweet, he’s cursing himself for letting the brat into the ranks.
It’s not that they’ve never had omegas in their employment before--Blackwatch is nothing if not diverse--but this is the first time they’ve had a recruit so young, with heats still new and overwhelming and so strong they saturate the entire wing of the base in thick omega breed-me scent.
So much for getting any work done today.
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26 Dec 2025
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How the FUCK did he get here? The thought was a desperate hammer-strike in the chaos of his mind. Pinned under a nine-foot-tall blue psychopath who was moaning like a slut in heat. This has to be a dream. A fucked-up, wet dream brought on by… by this stupid body.
The recombinant hormones, the alien DNA screaming at him to mate, to BREED, to pump his seed into this wild blue bitch. That was why his cock throbbed for her. That was why the sight of her riding him, muscles coiling and releasing, made his balls ache with the need to erupt. Side effects. Just biological side effects of the package deal that was now his life.
🚨⚠️Explicit Sexual Content⚠️🚨 Varang and Quaritch. Fucking. Need I say more? 𓀐𓂺
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22 Dec 2025
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“You must be really desperate,” Gabriel says, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Four months of a dry spell and your dick’s about to fall off, or what?”
Jesse frowns and lets Gabriel keep pushing him towards the bed.
“Sorry if you used to have an orgy every Friday in Deadlock, but things change, vaquero.”
“What happened to calling me ‘chiquito’?” Jesse tries to bite back, to not be so easily submissive, but his knees are already weak from just having Gabriel this close.
Gabriel raises an eyebrow. “What happened to all those people you said were waiting for you once you walked out of my door?”
Jesse huffs. “Y’know how hard it is to get someone to just look at you after dating their commander? Not even Overwatch agents want to test their fate.”
“You knew what you were signing up for.”
“I’m not the one that said they regretted this.”
Gabriel halts his steps. “Did you message me to talk or to do something else?”
Jesse exhales harshly and looks away. “Just fuck me tonight. I’m over the rest.”Bookmarked by nocloud
22 Dec 2025
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at the right place and right time, maybe tonight by passeridae for madburnish
Fandoms: Overwatch (Video Game)
12 Nov 2020
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Gabriel Reyes has needed blood to survive since SEP moulded him into something inhuman. Jesse McCree tastes divine. Blackwatch moulds him into something useful, more than just a meal.
"Gabriel’s blood is potent. It's also far from human friendly. Most who ingest it die, many of them quickly, some more slowly. The ones that survive, well. Those ones tend to be useful. He releases his hold on the whelp, lets him curl into a ball and press his hands to his right eye, whimpering. No escape attempts now, he'll be in far too much pain for that. It'll be a wonder if he can walk. Gabriel takes his time in collecting some of the kid's blood, licks it off his thumb and rumbles out a low moan at the taste. Rich and sweet, christ that's good. He can feel as his eyes flare red."
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- Part 2 of Author's Favourites
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22 Dec 2025
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Jesse feels drunk off endorphins and adrenaline and the way Gabriel looks down at him.
"You look like you enjoyed yourself," Reyes remarks coyly. He makes a note under Jesse's name on his clipboard, then tosses it onto the folding chair he had been stationed at. Jesse snorts.
"Kept runnin' his mouth."
Walking over to the younger man on his knees, Reyes squats down to his eye level. Then hooks a curled finger under his chin to lift, angling him this way and that. He’s manipulated so gingerly. McCree feels heat creep across his features.
"What?" Jesse hums. "'Fraid he broke my pretty face?"
It's said as a joke, though strained. This close, Reyes can hear it, how it struggles out of his throat.
“Making sure he didn’t mess up my mutt,” Reyes rumbles.
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21 Dec 2025