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Stay calm. Don’t let your opponent see you overreacting, it’ll be your doom.
What are your advantages?
Familiarity. Jesse has familiarity on his side. He is more comfortable in his body than Genji is, given the fact that the younger was still struggling to learn the capabilities of his new body. Jesse knows this particularly ring better than him too - spent hours getting laid out on it by Reyes when the man was teaching him the basics. He knows exactly where the old mat is stiff, where it gives, and precisely how far he can lunge across it when he needs to pin an opponent down.
Where does he have the upper hand?
More mobility, more hand to hand training than Jesse can even imagine. He is constantly bouncing around the ring, his feet barely seeming to touch the ground between hops, visor off as he looks at Jesse, waiting for the older man to initiate first so he can use whatever opportunity presents itself.
So, how do you strike?
He’s going to have to pin him, fast and hard. Jesse cannot win in a prolonged fight because Genji is just going to use his mobility to exhaust him. It’s fine. This will be like throwing some pocket sand and fanning the hammer, ending a fight before it begins because contrary to popular belief, Jesse can be sudden, explosive when he needs to be.
“I think you are getting too far into your own head, old man,” Genji teases, knowing that the two year age difference was small enough to annoy McCree.
“You have no idea what you’ve started, darlin’,” Jesse responded, circling the ring slightly to get to a specific part of the mat. Align himself with the firmest part of the mat, so when he lunges, he’ll have Genji winded and pressed against it.
Genji gives up the ground much easier than Reyes ever did. Reyes knew the ring better than Jesse did, and would never let this happen. But Genji had no such knowledge, didn’t know what he was getting himself into as he let McCree carefully line up his shot.
Don’t overthink it. Just go.
He didn’t let his body sit still for much longer, lest Genji realize that he was preparing to make a shot. He plants his feet down firmly, bending his knees slightly, and goes for the lunge. Only for Genji to side step him with almost comical ease, as if he knew McCree’s train of thought the entire time.
Jesse goes face first into the hardest part of the mat with a groan. He hardly bothers with sitting up, cheeks colored red in embarrassment at his own presumptuous mistake. Of course Genji had been watching him closely. He had fallen right into Genji’s trap, in thinking he could use any semblance of surprise against a cyborg ninja. Right.
“You over committed to a plan of action, Jesse,” Genji quips, pushing the other man down by the shoulders and straddling his waist. “I was on a hair trigger the whole time, knowing that a cowboy like you would love to try and end it all with one big showboating move.” He pressed his weight, dainty but powerful, down onto the other with a grin. “One, two, three. I win. Over before it began.”
“Got a lil’ over confident, I think. But, I’ve never been one to back out on an agreement. You’ve won, and you get to claim your prize. Jus’ lemme’ up and we can go back to your room,” Jesse responded, making a move to sit up only to be pushed down more firmly against the mat.
“Ah, but I think I’d like to claim my prize right here!” He leaned down, pressing a quick kiss against Jesse’s chapped bitten lips. “Hope you are prepared for me to ride you, cowboy.”
Jesse’s eyes darted to the door, looking back up at Genji within a moment. “I only booked the ring for half an hour...Reyes and Commander Morrison are going to be in here next…” He responded, trying to sit up once more. “I don’t know about you, but I’m not fixin’ to get my ass kicked by them.”
Genji responded by pushing him down more firmly, and, once he was sure that Jesse was going to stay down this time, started pushing down his shorts, revealing the soft expanse of his synthetic skin. “Better get started then, Jesse.” He pushed aside his underwear, flashing his robotic pussy at McCree in an attempt to tantalize him.
And, fuck, if that didn’t work. He reached behind Genji, hands resting on that plush ass and pulling him to kneel over his face. “I’m gonna eat you out so well, darlin’. He didn’t spend much more time talking, pink tongue peeking out to press lightly against the seam of Genji’s pussy.
They hadn’t been fooling around together for very long, but Jesse was certainly enamored with the other, and that love extended down to his synthetic cunt. Soft and self lubricating, it was truly one of the most beautiful things Jesse ever had the privilege of setting his weary eyes on.
He parted the lips with his tongue, pressing it against the underside of Genji’s clit next to watch the other twitch slightly. He knew they didn’t exactly have all the time in the world, but he was fortunate that Genji was still so sensitive, eager and receptive.
He reached up, pressing a finger lightly at the entrance of Genji’s cunt and feeling it twitch under the pressure. “You’re so good for me,” He murmured, watching as that lovely, green lube started to drip out of Genji’s cunt in response to the stimuli. “Could sit here all day, jus’ eatin’ you out and making you cum for me again and again.”
Genji huffed above him, pressing down a bit with his weight in an attempt to get him to get on with it. “Didn’t peg you for an exhibitionist, Jesse. How would you feel if Reyes walked in, just to see you absolutely covered in my green, hmm?” He could have sworn he felt Jesse’s little gasp against his skin. “Oh, so you’d like that? Better get to work, then.”
Who was Jesse to disappoint? He started eating Genji out with a fervor, jaw working double time as he sucked and licked on those now shiny, green folds. He wrapped his lips around that fat clit, humming against him eagerly just to make Genji moan above him.
Genji’s fingers, thin and elegant, were tangled in his hair, pulling him up against his pussy as he grinded down against Jesse’s tongue. “Gonna cum!” He breathed out above him, back arching as his hips stuttered in their rhythm.
Jesse dutifully continued to eat him out, hand reaching down to palm at himself through his training pants. He let out an eager moan as he felt Genji fall apart above him, a spray of sweet, green lubricant coming down to paint his face.
Genji dismounted gracefully, rolling to lay down on the mat next to him. “That was excellent.” He praised, cheeks a bright red, visor laying back in the locker rooms. “So...Is Reyes catching us that good of a prospect?”
“Maybe…” Jesse responded, licking some of Genji’s juices from his lips.
“I think that can be arranged…”