Smutty Smut Overwatch 😂

Ugly Christmas Sweater

The best place to buy a Christmas sweater is at the thrift store. Of all the places that sell them for $40, you could get the ugliest one for $5 And some change. And that is exactly what you were doing. Shopping for an ugly ass Christmas sweater for a party later in the evening.

"Hey, y/n! What about this one?" You hear Lucio say from down the aisle. He holds out a dark green sweater with snowmen printed all over.

"It's almost cute. Not ugly enough." You say. He huffs and puts the sweater back. "You gotta get the ugliest one you can find. The one that makes you think, 'I'd never be caught dead in that' kind of sweater." You explain to him as you sift through all the clothes.

You finally find the perfect one, and go to help Lucio find one as well.

You left with the victory of two horribly bad sweaters and only $10 from your pocket. The party was later in the evening, and you were excited. Excited for the food, mostly.

Ana make the best chili and Rein always brought the best collection of beer. You were beyond excited to be with your friends and relax for a little while before going back to the sad excuse of your life.

You drove the two of you back to the Overwatch base, going into the apartment parking lot that everyone lived in when on duty. Most of everyone had actual homes to go to other than here, but you couldn't afford to live anywhere else at the moment. So you pretty much lived at the base.

And yes. You've seen plenty of stuff you most definitely did not want to see.

You went upstairs to your apartment door, where you were greeted by the famous Jack Morrison. Your first feeling was giddiness. Yes, you had a crush on the guy. No, you were not gonna tell him. If anyone for that matter.

"Sir?" You say as you fumble for your keys. He looks at you, not moving. He's always so big and intimidating. Why does it turn you on so bad? God damnit, focus.

"I have good news for you, kid." He says as he watches you struggle to find your keys in the bottomless pit you call a purse. "Oh? Is it a puppy?" You ask jokingly. He laughs as you finally find your key and unlock the door.

You walk in and he stands in the door frame, leaning against the side. "No, it's better." He replies. "Commander, what can be better than a puppy?" You say back as you toss your purse to the side and pull out your ugly sweater.

"Your being promoted, to soldier." He says finally. You go quiet for a moment, realizing what he had said. You look his way, unbelieving.

"No way."

"Way."

Before you get carried away with excitement, you salute very quickly and say thank you. He shakes his head. You then proceed to fist bump the air, as if you were in the breakfast club or something.

"Thanks so much sir, I won't let you down. I'll work very hard to keep up with everyone." You say, so happy you could hug him right then and there.

"No need to thank me. Your scores improved immensely this past month. Just try and keep up with everyone else and you'll be fine." He says, beginning to walk away. You sigh deeply, crashing onto the bed.

FINALLY

Soldiers POV

I wanted to give her the good news myself, but I'm starting to realize maybe it wasn't a good idea. She looked so sweet and adorable when I told her. She's so tempting, I had to get out of there. Why does she do that so easily to me? Drives me insane how much I need to fuck her.

God damn, how much more can I take? I need to control myself. Shes
so much younger than me, if she knew how I actually felt about her she would think I was a disgusting perv.