SMUT AHEAD!! Let's get steamy shall we?

You poke your head into the mailbox, your eyes immediately landing on the large yellow envelope inside.

You felt your heart skip a beat, grabbing the envelope and turning it over. Printed boldly on the back was the signature overwatch symbol.

You hold your breath as you slowly tear open the thick yellow paper. Removing the smaller white paper inside, you skim the words before letting out a squeal, jumping around in excitement.

"I got accepted!! I'm gonna be in overwatch!!" You scream, the whole neighborhood giving you odd stares. You couldn't care less, your mind already struggling to believe that you, a ordinary girl with a dream to be a hero, actually got excepted into THE OVERWATCH.

Darting inside you start to pack the things you need into a bag. You weren't sure how all this "being accepted into overwatch stuff worked", and actually you hadn't expected to get a letter at all, but none of that mattered to you right now.

You were going to be in overwatch.

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Ever since you were a little girl you had dreamed of joining overwatch. You had dreamed of standing beside the heroes you had looked up to for such a long time.

Well, one hero in particular you had always dreamed of working beside. Jesse McCree, your idol, role model, and crush for as long as you could remember.

As soon as your parents had let you, you joined every fighting class, training programs, even several weapons training classes. You were going to achieve your dream at any cost.

Now, here you were, standing at the entrance of the Overwatch base, excitement and nervousness gnawing at you.

You take a deep breath, giving your mind a moment to process what was happening before walking in.

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Several months had passed since you had joined overwatch. The excitement of being a hero had died down, people who were your role models and idols now became your friends and co-workers. You didn't mind all of that much, however the longer you stayed in overwatch the more you noticed something that really bothered you.

McCree and Hanzo.

You had joined overwatch partially wanting to be a hero, but also with the hopes to get closer to the rugged cowboy you had crushed on since you were little.

Now you were here only to find that he was gay?! There goes the your hopes of being with that man.

Were you jealous? Well, jealous and disappointed were the words you would use to describe the feeling you got every time you saw the two men talking with each other.

You had never seen them doing anything with each other, just talking. But after several month you decided it was safe to say they were together.

You let a small sigh pass your lips as you saw the cowboy and the archer talking to each other in a hallway. You knew you shouldn't let it get to you, but it did. Every time you saw them together.

Not paying attention, and being the clumsy girl you were, you managed to stumble over yourself, letting out a soft squeak.

You sudden noise was enough to notify the Japanese archer of your presence, his dark eyes settling on you in a harsh look you couldn't quite read.

A few seconds later the cowboy looked up, his softer, chocolate eyes meeting with yours. Gay or not, McCree's gaze still made you melt.

Feeling your cheeks heat you you quickly look away, "S-sorry..." You mutter, and quickly scamper away.

"E-eh? (Y-y/n)!" You heard McCree stammer, heavy footsteps following.

You sped up, knowing very well that McCree was following you. Hearing him gain on you, you speed up until you were practically sprinting down the halls, still you could hear the sound of McCree's heavy boots on the polished metal floors, following you.

After several corners and more halls, McCree caught up with you, his hand grabbing your wrist and pulling you back before he slammed you against the wall.

McCree towered over you, caging you between his arms. You squirm against the wall, blushing darkly at his stare.

Several silent moments passed by, before McCree finally spoke.

"I been meanin' to talk to ya (y/n)..." He said slowly. Several months ago, your heart would've probably exploded upon hearing this words, but now they only filled you with sadness.

"Jesse..." You mumble, saying his name but forgetting the rest of the words that were supposed to follow.

You look up at him with a somewhat pathetic face, opening your mouth to speak again only to find McCree's lips suddenly against yours.

Your eyes widen to the size of dinner plates, your face redder than a tomato. McCree was kissing you?! Was this a dream?!

After a rather timeless moment, McCree finally pulled away, his cheeks dusted with a soft pink blush.

"(Y/n) I... I never really knew how ta tell ya'... But... I love ya', I have for a while now... But..." McCree trailed off, scratching his neck slightly, seemingly waiting for you to reject him.

"E-ehhhhhh?!" Was all you could finally manage, "b-b-b-but, I though you were with Hanzo!!" You cry, staring at him wide eyed as the cowboy practically choked at your statement.

"W-what?! Of coarse I'm not!!" He snapped, his face a dark shade of red.

"Oh..." You say, an awkward silence falling between you two. "So then..." You mumble, trying to say anything to break up the silence.

"So does... That mean ya' like me back?" McCree asked hesitantly. You nod, dropping your gaze to the ground and blushing darkly.

Another awkward silence followed, before you felt McCree wrap his arms snugly around your waist, pulling you into his chest.

You couldn't help but hug him back, looking up at his face. Oh how you had longed for this moment for so long, now that it was happening, it felt more like a dream than anything else.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion, from McCree leaning down, to his lips against yours, to the slow, passionate kiss the two of you shared.

McCree takes the opportunity to snake his arms around your waist, pulling your body against his. Every curve and ridge of his body fit perfectly against yours, as if you had finally found your missing piece.

"McCree?" You ask softly, your cheeks painted a bright shade of pink.

"What is it darlin'" he asked, brushing your cheek slightly and looking at you with soft, chocolate eyes.

"I... I want you..." You barley whisper the words, praying that the cowboy understood what you meant.

And understand he did, a bit of a blush spreading across his face. "A-are ya sure darlin?! I mean-"

"McCree.... Every since I was little.... I've had a crush on you. And now that this is happening.." You trail off, looking away from him.

After several moments, McCree takes your chin and gently turns your head to look at him. "Jesse." He said softly.

"What?"

"Call me Jesse." He said, pecking your lips before leaning close to you, "it'll be easier to say when you're screamin' my name." He purred as he nibbled your earlobe slightly, making your fave turn fifty shades of red.

He pulled away so that the two of you were face to face with each other again. You couldn't help but stare into his eyes, though they were still soft and loving, a new hunger was visible on his features. A hunger for you.

"Perhaps we should get outta the hallway?" McCree suggested in a low voice. You nod, intertwining fingers with his and letting him lead you away.

It wasn't a long walk through the corridors to McCree's room, but it seemed to take forever. Each step you spent longing for the man walking next to you.

After endless seconds, McCree finally opened the door to his room and pulled you inside. Faster than you could blink, your back was against the door, McCree pinning your arms to the side so nothing could hide you from his lustful gaze.

He crashed his lips into yours, giving you a rough, and passionate kiss. You felt him nip your lower lip, and you let him in without a second thought.

As the kids heated up, McCree's hands wonder your body, exploring every inch of you he could. Of coarse, his exploring didn't make it much past your breasts, which he immediately took interest in, groping and playing with your soft mounds.

You let out a soft moan against his lips before he pulled away, the strand of saliva connecting your mouths.

"Ain't you just a sexy thing." McCree purred, caressing your cheek. "All turned on for me." He smirked, trailing his fingers down your body to the waistline of your pants.

You bite your lip, looking up at him, waiting in silent anticipation for his next move.

McCree studied you for several moments more before leaning in and kissing your lips.

Cheek.

Jaw.

He trailed soft butterfly kisses down your neck.

"(Y/n)?" He cooed, making you melt at the sound of your name on his lips.

"Y-yes Mc- i mean- Jesse?" You stammer.

"Be a good girl and take off that shirt of yours." He commanded softly, his mouth hovering over the nape of your neck, hot breath blowing over the sensitive skin as he spoke.

You nod, knowing you'd probably curse yourself later for being to submissive to his requests, but at the moment you decided to listen to him.

You peel off your shirt, exposing more of your creamy skin to the man in front of you. Then, you reach back, unhooking your bra and letting it fall to the floor.

McCree studied the knew view of your body for a second before attack your neck and collar bone with sweet kisses, licks and an occasional nip.

Your knees grew weaker with every motion you made, but somewhere in your already clouded mind, you decided you wanted to make him feel good. More than anything, you wanted to be a cause of please to the man you so admired.

You reach out, pressing your hands against his chest as McCree continued to attack you like a hungry animal. You trail your hands down his body, feeling his times muscles through his shirt until you reached his hips.

Without thinking, you cup his crotch in your hand, rubbing him through his pants. Almost immediately, McCree reacted to your touch, choking on the kisses he was giving you and groaning loudly.

"(Y-y/n)... What're you..." McCree stammered in attempt to make a sentence.

You smirk at him, a playful look in your eyes you slowly drop to your knees in front of him, your eyes never leaving his.

You undo his pants, making sure to move slowly in order to tease McCree even more.

You let his pants fall into a pool around his legs, exposing the rather large tent in his boxers.

"Like what you see?" McCree teased, noting the your eyes lingered on his crotch for several moments before looking back up at him.

"Very much." You reply, the smirk on your face returning. You quickly pull his boxer off, leaving his lower half entirely exposed.

Again you take a moment to gawk at the sheer size of his member. McCree waited for your next move, though he struggled to keep his patience in check.

Just as he open his mouth to say something, you make your move, but instead doing something he hadn't been expecting.

You lean forward, bringing your hands up to your breasts and taking his dick between the two mounds of flesh.

McCree gasped, half in surprise half I'm please and you run your tits against his cock.

As you moved, you stared at him with a seductive smirk plastered on your face.

As you moved faster, McCree's moans became loader, his breaths growing heavier. "(Y-y/n)..." He groaned, his hands tangling in your hair. You loved the sound of his name tumbling from his lip as he slowly came undone. As you made him come undone. "(Y-yn)- I-I'm gonna c-cum-" McCree panted, his cock twitching and training between your breasts.

And cum he did, coating your breasts and neck in his hot, sticky substance. You grin, looking at his panting form above you.

After several minutes McCree's eyes settle back on you, and the sight of your body covered in himself. "Dirty girl..." He muttered.

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To say the least, that was not the end of it. McCree shook you for hours, making sure that all over overwatch knew you belonged to him.

Finally he collapsed in bed next to you, his arms wrapping around your waist. "Don't forget I love you (y/n)" he breathed, already half asleep.

"I love you to Jesse.. I always have." You whisper, resting your hands on his.

"Fangirl for ol' McCree huh?" He yawned, nuzzling his face into the nape of your neck.

"Your number one fan." You smile, before noticing the soft snores coming from your lover. You let a small smile creep into your face, "I love you Jesse McCree." You mumble to yourself before dozing off to sleep.

                        >Bonus<

            (Several months earlier)

"Hanzo!"

Hanzo growled, looking up to see the scruffy cowboy hero jogging towards him. Groaning, Hanzo turned to face him.

"Do you need something?" He spat, already annoyed at McCree.

"Y-you're good with girls right?" McCree asked, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck.

"Not particularly." Hanzo answered flatly, crossing his arms over his chest, wishing to end this conversation as soon as possible.

"Great!" McCree grinned, ignoring what the archer had just said. "I need your help!"

A/N: GUESS WHAT?! IM
NOT DEAD!! I know you guys were all oh-so worried about me. I am also well aware you all hate me for updating so slowly. All I can say is.... I'm sorry. I'm lazy. Anyway, requested by AussieChick1~ I'm sorry if this wasn't any good.....