CATCHALL/OVERFLOW FOR MEMES

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zenyatta only knows how to encourage

[tekhartha]

"Impressed" would be more accurate. But I will agree, if it pleases you.

why...

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[The next response he gets is another photo-- Jamie's pulled off of the toy, and is sitting beside it, showing off the toy's rather... impressive size.

... it also shows just how slick the toy is, though. Wonder what Jamie was thinking of while using it, huh?]

because he is the worst as well as the best

[tekhartha]

[Oh, my. Someone's obviously been having a good time- albeit a good time that may well have started on the uncomfortable side.

But, some small part of him whispers, that's good. That's shade with the light. Before Zenyatta realises it he's giving a thoughtful shiver.]

I hope you are not trying to give me a complex, Jamie. Or hint at something.

FAIR ENOUGH

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[Honestly, the discomfort probably only got Jamie off even more.]

like you cant just get a fancy new one whenever you want. sides this one dont move by itself

[tekhartha]

I could. That does not mean that I would like to.

I am also sure you could put your genius to the task of creating one that does.

[It would be such a positive contribution to society!!]

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mate those already exist an yeah i could make one but why bother eh, could always just call you over instead, same thing

[tekhartha]

If I did not know you any better, Jamison Fawkes, I would think you just suggested that I am better than any gadget you could build.

[a pause.]

At fucking you, at least.

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nah im just lazy and why put time into makin a mechanical dick when u got one laying around that wont stop tryin to make you like it anyways

[tekhartha]

I do not think I have to try to "make you like" my dick, Jamie.

[THAT'S NOT WHAT HE MEANT AND YOU KNOW IT ZENYATTA.]

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WOW SOMEBODY GOT THEIR SASSY PANTS ON TODAY!!!!!!!!

[goddammit, why is he still having this conversation. he could be riding this dildo to victory.

maybe he'll give zenyatta a call and do just that.]

[tekhartha]

You are a terrible influence on me. ;)

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good maybe youll be less of a fuckin goody two shoes soon

[hey zenyatta

phone call]

[tekhartha]

[Hello there. He answers immediately.]

Sitting comfortably, Jamie?

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[--!!!

He sputters. Zenyatta's supposed to be shocked by this call!! Goddammit!!!

He tries to recover as fast as he can, though, cackling.]

I'm about to be!

[Zenyatta'll be able to hear some movement... and then a little noise as Jamie presses himself against the tip of the toy again.]

[tekhartha]

[Ah, that's sweet. Zenyatta stifles a little chuckle, knowing better than to court Junkrat's rage so early in their conversation. Besides, he's already being quite expressive enough; it's amazing, how much one little noise can reveal about one's actions.]

Please do not force it on my account, Jamie. I want you to enjoy yourself while you try to spite me.

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[Jamison's only vocal response to Zenyatta is a little growl of frustration.

He then promptly decides to focus on getting off instead, and he lowers himself further onto the toy; he whimpers quietly into the phone, as honest as it is for show.]

... heh heh... maybe you should be worried...

[tekhartha]

I am. Gently, now, Jamie. [Zenyatta isn't sure when it happened, but his voice has dropped by an octave and softened along the way, as though he were coaxing a frightened animal.] It is rather large.

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Pff... I know how ta take a cock!

[He sounds legitimately offended. That is, around the little frayed edges of his voice that shiver as he shifts on the toy, anyway.]

... ah...

[... a much more organic sound. He titters, a little more breathless.]

... heh, heh heh heh... y'should be here, mate... heh, bet you'd love seein' me take this thing up close, huh...?

[tekhartha]

[soothingly] I know that first-hand, Jamie, believe me. But you do tend to get carried away...

[Even if it is just a little contagious; Zenyatta has to admit, he's never come across someone with quite such a talent for escalating playful banter.]

... but I believe that my imagination is quite sufficient, for now. I never forget a beautiful form, least of all yours.

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Heh, heh heh, y'tryin' ta make me blush?

[It's said just exceptionally sarcastically, even through the haze of lust that's settled over his tone.

That sarcastic tone of his, however, fades pretty quickly after-- for a moment, the only sound coming over the line is that of movement, of Jamie's breathing, its rhythm growing shorter and more shallow. He's apparently riding the toy fully, rolling himself down onto it-- and, by the sound of it, he's having a pretty good time.]

... hah, fuck... hh.

[tekhartha]

[The fact of the matter is that, had he the blood for it, Zenyatta knows that he would be blushing himself. There's no mistaking what's happening on the other end now, all quick, hard breaths and, if he tunes his array finely enough, the very slightest shlick of slickened surfaces colliding again and again.

The fact of the matter is that he can't resist.]

I know you can do better than that. Harder.

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Hhh...!

[A small sound of surprise, though it's almost entirely breath, hissed out all at once; and then he titters, grin audible even over the phone.]

Wha... whaddaya think this is...? Some kinda sleezy cam show or somethin'...?

[Well, honestly... it kind of is, at this point. But Jamie can't resist a challenge, and that's almost definitely what Zenyatta was issuing to him. So he gives in, riding the toy harder, each breath punctuated with a quiet noise-- though they're getting less and less quiet as he goes...]

Ah... hnn, ha, haha, nnfuck...!

[tekhartha]

[with absolute seriousness:]

Of course not. This is far cruder.

[And, in a way, it is: it's so much more honest, more intimate. For the first time in a long, long while, Zenyatta considers running his hand over his groin and loosing the modesty plating, feeling his synthetic cunt twitch in sympathy to the rhythm of Jamie's fucking.

He resists, barely, but his voice is huskier for it.]

Sing for me. Please.

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[Cruder... Jamie half-laughs at that inbetween short, panting breaths. Some part of him wants to make fun of Zenyatta, of his entire reaction, but then he presses the fingers of his free hand against his clit, and his mind almost goes blank.]

Ooohfuck, ofuck, fuckfuck...! [His voice rises urgently, the sound shuddering in his throat.]

[tekhartha]

[There's shrill, which Junkrat seems to take great pride in being as often as possible, just to add a little more emphasis- and then there's this. This is positively undone.

Breathing is entirely unnecessary for an omnic, yet Zenyatta finds himself replicating the sound of a a breathless hitch, a sigh-]

Jamie... that's perfect...! [There's the sound of rustling from his end as he squirms on the spot. His body hums ever so slightly as he tries to end the protocols only too ready to release a slick of arousal from his cunt.]