Junkrat smut

Junkrat (male)

Quick fuck, public(?), rough kink

The distance explosion made you cover your ears with a growl. "Rat! Are you done yet? Cause I hope this plan will work!" Your voice was loud enough for the bomber to hear over the explosion. "Course it'll work! It's my plan!" The Aussie answered back with a high ego.
Being teamed up with a bomber like Junkrat wasn't a great deal in your book. But his weapons were needed to take out the large amounts of rogue omnics. For Overwatch to be called suddenly and the sudden rise of the omnics wasn't what you thought your week would go as. But since you were nearby, you answered their call and came as soon as you could. Not aware the Junker would be in your team unit.

So now you were taking shelter in a building as the Aussie's bombs were keeping them at bay. Which allowed you to take a breath and reload your rifle. Junkrat was doing the same but his fingers seem to be more shaky then normal. You looked over to the junker and seen the noticeable tent in his shorts. You didn't say anything at first but your long stare seem to have caught his attention.

His high giggle made you blink your gaze up to his face. That smug look in his eyes and that grin he had meant no good. "Checkin' out the goods mate? Can't help myself with this many explosions and scrap flying around." He emitted with no remorse. The thought of the junker being turned on by explosions didn't seem to faze you but in someways did. "No." Was all you seem to squeak out.

Junkrat dropped the last bomb on the ground, his attention on his shaky hand. A nervous chuckle escaped him as he looked over at you. A roll of your eyes was all you did before you picked the round red bomb up. You were going to place it in the launcher for the Aussie but he ended up grabbing your wrist. Junkrat wasted no time in sweeping a leg under your own. Making uou lose footing and fall down, just to be greeted by him pinning you to the ground, your rifle being pushed to the side. "Stop messing around!" You hissed out before a pair of lips crashed into your own. Your excuses were muffled as the Aussie took his time in deepening the kiss. You couldn't help but to melt into the kiss automatically.

Once he pulled away, a high giggle escaped him. "Let's make a deal, eh? Ya help with my problem and I'll pay ya back later. How about it?" He asked with a trembling voice.
"We are in the middle of a mission and your asking to get fucked? How insane are you?!"
"Come on, mate, I'm not letting ya go till ya agree!" Junkrat said as he sat down on your waist. You could feel his hips rubbing down on your crotch when he made himself comfortable. The tent in his shorts getting bigger as the seconds tick by. You were stuck under the junker until you gave your answer, which was the answer you rather not say.

Even though you had a hidden passion for the soot covered bomber, fucking in the middle of battle wasn't very smart. And bot how you saw how it'll go. But being under him like this and him making a deal out of it , you couldn't waste the opportunity. "Fine!" You spitted out soon enough. You pushed the Aussie off of you and dusted yourself off.

"Mind giving me a hand?" Junkrat asked with a chuckle. You rewarded with a sigh from the pun. Pulling the Aussie to the nearby table, you pushed him against it. Wasting no time in pulling his cargo shorts and boxers off. His cock stood up with pride, which you took and pumped a few times. Your other hand was busy unzip and pulling your own pants down. You slipped a hand in your boxers and pawing at the growing member. It didn't take you long to be fully hard with the Aussie laid out in front of you, red in the cheeks and groaning softly. Your hand wrapped around his cock with precum oozing from the tip. Your thumb collected it and rubbed it against his pucker.

"Hurry up!" The Aussie fuzzed out when you started to take too long for his liking. Not wanting him to get angry, you lined yourself up and thrusted in one swift motion. The action causing a moan from the Aussie and a tighter grip on the edge of the table. The inclosure made a groan escape your throat as you held his thighs for support. You wasted no time in withdrawing your hips slowly to only thrust back into the warm inclosure. You repeated the motion in a slow pace, listening to every sweet groan, hiss and moan that came from the junker.

To speed things up, you climbed on to the table with him, making you sink deeper. You held one of his legs up so his body could be lying on his side. Withdrawing, you start to fuck the rat in a fast and rough pace, milking more louder moans and curses from him. Your grip on his leg tightened as you pounded into him with no mercy. Junkrat didn't seem to mind, only grunting and enjoying what was given. A permanent grin on his lips with half lidded eyes.

A few of his land mines exploded in the distance but Rat didn't seem fazed by it. He was focused on the cock pounding inside him at the moment. To help him get a bit closer, he started to pump himself. The double amount of pleasure could turn anyone insane, but he tried his best to stay focused.

A few more rough and deep thrusts finally tipped the junker over the edge and came on the table. He jerked himself a few times, milking himself on to the table. Just when he finished up, he felt a hot liquid start to fill his insides. The hot liquid made his skin shiver before the cock was pulled out. A groan escaped his throat as you watched the cum leak from his stretched pucker. A low chuckle came from your, the sight burned in your memory. Junkrat laid out on the table with cum oozing from his ass. A picture to save for later times.

You quickly tucked yourself away in your boxers before zipping your pants back up. Picking up your discard rifle, you went back out on the field.