Book Of One-Shots

Overwatch Lemon (McCree)

It wasn't often Alice got a day off from her Overwatch duties, an actual chance to relax and catch up on things in her life. She intended on doing some shopping in the city for some new clothes and anything else that caught her eye- but she had some...unexpected company. Her partner, Jesse McCree, had insisted on coming along with her. He wasn't currently active on a mission, and said he wanted to spend some time with his "honey bee." She had also intended to get him a new outfit hopefully since he was coming along. She liked his current style, no doubt, but he needed something a bit fancier. He had dressed simple today, his boots and hat, jeans, and a red and white button down shirt. She decided on just a pair of tight jeans, flats, and a short sleeved hoodie that showed off the tattoo down her right arm.

She can't help but smile as Jesse's larger warm hand held hers, his fingers intertwined with her own. Many men glanced her way as they headed to the closest shopping center, but were quickly turned away by Jesse's six shooter at his hip. He was allowed to carry it, being part of Overwatch and all- not to mention the look in his deep brown eyes.

They soon reached their destination and headed inside, going to the clothing section. Jesse trails behind her as she looks over the racks of shirts, watching her find some of interest. Alice gasps softly as Jesse places his hands on her hips, pressing his chest to her back. Her hands pause on the rack as she turns her head to playfully ask, "Whoa there, Cowboy. What're you doing?"

He leans his head down, being taller than her, his lips graze against her neck as he replies, "Hmm, just enjoying the time out with my sweet pea."

His fingers dig into her skin slightly as he pulls her fully against himself, sending a shiver down her spine. As much as she loved Jesse and the way he touched her, they were in a store and she didn't want to get kicked out. She tries to ignore the feeling at her back, looking through the shirts again. It was nearly impossible with Jesse's head on her shoulder, his breath warm against her. A groan passes her lips as she turns in his arms, looking up at him as she asks, "Can you behave until we leave?"

Jesse's playful expression drops a bit, but he drops his hands to his sides. She gives him a quick peck on the lips while going back to her task of sifting through the clothes, "Thank you, Jesse. I'll make it up to you."

They went around the store after that, picking out things they liked, or things they thought the other would like. Alice had managed to slip away from him for a few minutes, heading to the lingerie section and picking out something for Jesse. She tucks it under the other items on her arm, heading to the dressing room where she left him. He didn't have as many things as her, so he had decided to sit on a bench to give his opinion on her choices. She liked it when he did, thankful for his honest thoughts.

She spots him slouched slightly on the bench, a smile finds its way to her lips as she tips his hat up while walking past him. He must have been dozing off, because he sits up straight quickly, inhaling deeply- only to relax at seeing it was her. She enters the dressing room and closes the door behind herself, starting with a skirt and blouse. It didn't take very long for her to try on all the regular clothing she had picked up, stepping out momentarily for Jesse's opinion, and the breif excitement at seeing him practically drool over every outfit she showed him.

Alice looks herself over in the full length mirror on the wall, running her hands down her sides slowly. Her attention shifts to the last thing, the lingerie she grabbed. It was a bit flashy- something she didn't typically wear. The two piece fabric was black, and mostly sheer. The top was a bit loose and flowing, going just past her hips, the only non-sheer sections being over her breasts, with a matching pair of panties. Once it's on her body, she looks in the mirror again, feeling something new, confidence. Wearing it made her feel good about her appearance, reassuring her she had nothing to worry about. She snaps her attention away from the mirror at hearing Jesse clear his throat and his deep voice from the other side of the door, "You ready yet, darlin?'"