Octane x Reader (Female) LEMON

Lemon

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"Next round on me!"

Octane put his hand up sloppily, letting it dangle to his side as he downed another shot. I watched him, slowly sipping my Shirley temple. "You gonna be alright there, Silva?" I asked, plucking a cherry off of a plastic sword hanging off the cup. He looked over to me, messy hair all disheveled around his face. "Oh, don't mind me. I'm just having a little fun after today's victory!" He let out a quick chuckle, then ran off to congratulate mirage, our third teammate.

The night went on, and Octane downed more shots that I could count by the end of it. I walked up to a body passed out in a bar stool, torso collapsed on the countertop. I shook it lightly.

"Silva... are you alive?" He grumbled something indistincively and went back to sleep. I sighed and looked around to see if there was any sign of help nearby. "Oh, sir? Can you help me get him to my car?" I asked a rather burley security guard heading out for the night. I know I probably sounded creepy but... what was I supposed to do, leave him here?

"Uh, sure thing Miss," the man rushed over to us, flipping Silva onto his shoulder. "Big lug, ain't he?" The man joked, hand gesturing for me to lead the way. I smiled. "Yeah."

I finally managed to get Silva into apartment, and don't ask how I managed to drag him up the stairs. Let's just say, he may or may not wake up with a few new bruises tomorrow...

He grumbled something faint as I pushed his body up onto the couch. I huffed a big breath of fresh air, and turned to go take a shower. All of the sweaty bodies from the bar were suffocatingly gross.

I stripped and put my clothes on the bathroom counter next to the sink, then I turned the shower on. Steam began to fill the small room as I set up my towel on a hanger nearby. The sliding glass shower doors made a low rumble as I stepped in. I closed my eyes and let the warm water run down my sore body. Today was not easy. We may have won, but it was purely luck and I know that.

Before I could think anything else of today's events, I heard a very familiar low ruble of the shower doors. My heart stopped.

Octane was looking straight at me. He didn't say a word. I yelped and my hands threw themselves up to cover my chest. "O-Octane! What are you doing?"

He held a dazed off expression as a smile slowly grew on his mouth. "Well, I wanted to know who took me home tonight~" He sang, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed. I blinked. "Okay, now you know, please leave..."

He sighed. "Listen, we both know I'm way too drunk to do that," he giggled and began taking his shoes off. "Um, what? What are you doing?" I frantically questioned him and backed up into the shower's corner. He didn't stop stripping. "Come on, we both know there's something going on between us and don't you lie to me, Osa~" (bear) He looked up and winked. I swallowed. Hard. Because I knew what he was talking about. I always would follow him around in games, I'd blush every time he'd compliment me and never mind how I always would babysit him when he went out drinking... Only tonight he was actually immobile.

My heart was beating out of my chest. How could he see so clearly through my actions? And now I had him ready to jump in the shower with me... I would call myself lucky if he wasn't drunk. "Alright, I'm coming in~" He stepped one prosthetic leg at a time. "Uh, are those going to be fine in here?" I asked, trying to make conversation as normal as possible. He chuckled. "I'm standing in front of you with my cock out and you're worried about my gear?" I blushed, feeling stupid. He always had this effect on me and I hated it. I knew I shouldn't be allowing this. But... I've liked him for so long...

I kept my arms firm across my chest. "So um... we should get you cleaned up then-"

He smiled and tilted his head to the side. "Why are you covering up? ~ Come on, let me see your beautiful body..." He playfully whined. My face couldn't get much redder. I slowly slid my arms down to my sides, not being able to help myself from his pleads. He smiled, eyes brightening up after looking down my chest. Octane reached down to touch my left breast, but he stopped right above it. "You're okay with this, right Osa?" he asked, looking up to me. I swallowed and gave a throaty "mmhmm". Octane smiled and proceeded to play with my breast, his other hand trailing its way from my ass up my back. He moved his head down to my neck and began kissing it lightly, leaving small pink love bites behind. I breathed out sharply after he hit a certain spot that felt a little too good...

It seemed to have excited him more, he proceeded to pinch my nipple in between his fingers. His other hand moved back down towards my ass, traveling a lower and lower until...

"Ah," I moaned out when he got to my entrance. He let out a small chuckle and smiled. "Someone's sensitive," he teased. I was about to respond when he began slowly inserting his finger inside. His other hand now moved over to my right breast, pinching that nipple instead. My breath caught in my throat when he had finally pushed his whole finger in. He leaned up against me, now forcing my back to the shower wall. I could feel his dick on my stomach, brushing up against me. "Don't lie to me... You've been eyeing me since day one," he whispered in my ear. He began moving his finger inside and out of my hole, crunching his finger to consistently hit my spot. I was unable to respond to him. "And considering you're just dripping wet for me right now, it only proves my point further," he breathed out, nibbling my ear after. I was moaning loudly now, feeling the pressure building up. My body was beginning to tense up, and Octane could feel it too. He maintained his speed, bringing me closer and closer. "O-Octane I'm gonna-." And just as I was going to reach my peak, his finger was suddenly gone. I let out a frustrated pout. "Not n-nice-." And instead of a finger, something bigger decided to shove itself up me. I moaned out loudly, and Octane followed. He had his left arm on the wall behind my head, his right holding onto my waist firmly. He went slowly at first, then started to speed up gradually. He soon was forcibly shoving himself into me, moaning out a different curse every ten seconds. His moans only turned me on more, as I soon was tightening up again... He was getting sloppier as he began to reach his end. "Fuck, Osa," He moaned out as he began going deeper and deeper. "Silva," I whined, also reaching my end...

Octane let out a loud moan as his warmth filled me abruptly, triggering an orgasm of my own in response. I knew I was really tight on his dick; he was still breathing heavily. He then took it out. I breathed in and out, trying to comprehend what had just happened. Octane was breathing heavily as well. Then, he reached behind me and grabbed a body wash. I looked at him confused. "Well, we've got to clean you up, no?" He smiled and squirted a small coin sized dab of the soap into his palm. I smiled and let out a little tired laugh. 'I suppose you're not wrong... you did dirty me up," I smiled and let out a small laugh.

After our shower, I gave in and let him sleep in my bed- with me. He was cuddling me closer to his chest. He kissed my forehead lightly. "I love you, Osa~" He hummed. My heart warmed and I blushed. "I- I love you too, Octavio." He gave me a quick reassuring squeeze and we drifted off to sleep.