requested by Dis_DUDE
a few things;
1. there's lemon, and I'm not too good at male x female lemon
2. there's not much kinky shit, so no pegging or anything like that
3. this is my most viewed story, so thanks or something
4. my name jeff
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The end of the day had finally come. The sun had began to set, marking the beginning of nightfall. The sunset was an alluring shade of orange and purple; truly, a sight to behold. A picturesque sunset such as this one served as a symbol of hope, especially to those returning home from their nine to five jobs. Among these nine-to-fivers was a man by the name of Dis_DUDE (whom I will refer to as Dude), who worked at a nine-to-five office job full time. The job was dull and tedious, with average pay. It filled Dude with joy to see the setting sun; it reminded him that he could return to the comfort of his home and relax, at least for the time being. After being denied service at McDonald's for asking for a side of Szechuan sauce for his chicken nuggets (the employees informed him that the joke wasn't funny anymore), he returned to the warmth and comfort of his own home. He prepared a meal consisting of Indian chicken curry and a cup of iced tea. He sat on his leather couch and began eating, savoring every bite. Despite the pleasure he felt to be alone at home, things felt...off. Dude felt as if though he was being watched in some way. He eventually disregarded the strange feeling and finished his meal in peace.
Once nightfall came, he tucked himself into bed. But rather than go to sleep right away, he reached over towards his phone and checked Wattpad, like he always did during free time. He tapped on his notifications and noticed that deftonesfan777 posted a new chapter, titled "Tingle My Pringle | ImpureDemons x Pringles Can".
"Pringles can?" Dude thought. "Is this kid out of his fucking mind?" After reading through the entire chapter, he was blown away. He had never read such an enticing fanfiction before.
"Wow, this deftonesfan777 kid is a strange writer." he thought to himself. "I should make a request!" He typed "Can I request?" into the comments, and when deftonesfan777 obliged, he asked for a Dis_DUDE x Widowmaker lemon. He smiled, knowing his wildest Overwatch fantasy would be written and posted for the world to see. Little did he know, someone was watching from afar...
...through her scope.
"Mmmm..." Widowmaker said quietly to herself. "This boy seems to have taken interest in me." After a moment of silence, a smile grew on her face.
"À bientôt, amour." she said.
One hour later
Dude was fast asleep. The warmth and comfort of his king sized bed allowed him to drift into a peaceful slumber in no time at all. That is, until a loud banging came from the kitchen. Dude awoke from his slumber and shambled over to the kitchen, only to find that nothing was out of the ordinary...except for a strange blinking red light behind the counter. Upon approaching it, it suddenly burst, releasing a toxic purple cloud. Dude fell to the floor in a violent, uncontrollable coughing fit. He felt his vision go blurry, and his hearing gradually became more muffled. Above all, however, most of his strength and energy had depleted. Just before he slipped into unconsciousness, he felt two hands grab his own, and he felt himself slowly being dragged away.
Dude later awoke in his bed. He came back to his senses with his wrists pinned to his bed. Only then did he realize who the intruder actually was. The same French booty bandit Dude had fantasized about since Overwatch's release. His eyes widened and heart stopped. Widowmaker smirked as her grip on Dude tightened.
"Wha...what are you-" Dude's words cut off by Widowmaker.
"Shush." Widowmaker said. "You said you wanted this. Now you're getting it, amour." Dude looked up at her in confusion. "I saw your...'request'." she said. Dude began heavily blushing.
"I...uhh-" Dude was cut off by Widowmaker forcefully pressing her lips against his own. Dude was shocked by Widowmaker's sudden actions. Widowmaker ran her hands up and down Dude's body. After a minute or so, she aggressively grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him upright.
"Es-tu prêt?" Widowmaker whispered.
Lemon incoming, if you're under 18 shield your eyes
Ah fuck it you'll read it anyway, I'm not even 18
Widowmaker began to slowly disrobe Dude, causing him to blush even more. Soon enough, she could feel something poking her leg. She smirked at the feeling and looked up at Dude, who was as red as a tomato. Widowmaker slid down to Dude's legs and began to slowly pull his shorts off. Dude's member was harder than a brick.
"Let's take care of this." Widowmaker said slyly. Dude grew very nervous and began to speak up. Widowmaker slapped him across the face, sending him backwards onto the bed while covering his face in pain.
"Shush." she said. "You're not going anywhere." She wrapped her hand around Dude's member, which gave him goosebumps and made him shiver as her hands were almost ice cold. Every stroke made shiver even more. Eventually, Widowmaker wrapped her lips around his member and began bobbing her head up and down. Her mouth was just as cold as her hands, almost like he had just stuck his dick in a cup of ice water. After a few minutes, Widowmaker stood up and began to disrobe. Dude found that all of that SFM porn he watches in his free time was, surprisingly, anatomically correct. Widowmaker inserted his member into her, which caused him to wince uncomfortably; Widowmaker, however, maintained her sly smirk. She grabbed Dude's throat and pinned him to the bed, and leaned in close.
"Relax, amour." she said, before she began moving her hips up and down. Dude moaned in pleasure as the speed of her pelvic movements began to increase; he felt like he was melting into the bed. Dude maintained a face of pure enjoyment, while Widowmaker's face remained unchanged throughout. After around five minutes, Dude began to reach climax, as evidenced by his facial expressions. Dude tried to pull his member out; but suddenly, Widowmaker pulled out her rifle and pointed in at Dude's forehead.
"You will finish where you are." Widowmaker said aggressively. Dude, shocked by Widow's sudden actions, slowly nodded and relaxed. Widowmaker's pelvic movements reached top speeds, and Dude couldn't hold back any longer. Dude released his love juices into Widowmaker with a loud moan. Before he knew it, Widowmaker slammed the butt of her rifle directly into Dude's forehead, knocking him out.
"Bonne nuit, mon amour." Widowmaker whispered. And with a grappling hook out of the window, Widowmaker disappeared into the night.
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special thanks to By_lemonade for coming up with the phrase "booty bandit"
idk what's next like who even cares anyway
