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McCree/Brigitte First Time

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McCree didn’t meet Torbjorn’s youngest daughter until after the explosion. He didn’t think he would ever get the chance after the left Overwatch. I was a stroke of luck that he was passing through Europe and needed a place to stay. What a better safehouse than Reinhardt’s old manor. It was huge and heavily fortified, and Jesse knew of a way in through the wine cellar.

Reinhardt is home apparently, accompanied by his stubborn goddaughter who insists on watching over him since all of his family is either dead or missing.

As much as Reinhardt complains, he really does need Brigitte there. And McCree is another friendly face to help him through the empty days after the passing of the Petras Act.

Brigitte almost immediately develops a crush on McCree. He’s handsome, and charming, and a former Blackwatch Agent which is really mysterious and cool. He and Reinhardt stay up drinking and talking late into the evenings, and she listens in wonder as she clings to her one beer.

He helps her out in her workshop as well. Cleaning out Reinhardt’s garage and turning it into a space she can actually work with. Brigitte isn’t sure if McCree is always this flirty, or if he actually likes her back, and it’s starting to eat at her.

“This is Daddy’s baby,” he says when she asks to see Peacekeeper. Brigitte flushes bright pink and he bites his tongue before he can say anything that will get him in trouble. “Be careful with her.” He watches her carefully disassemble the revolver, looking over all of the machinery before returning her, good as new.

Stubborn and impatient. Brigitte makes the first move, pulling him in by his shirt to kiss him after he spends the whole morning teasing her. She can’t handle not knowing if there is anything between them.

“Please, Jesse. I want you to be my first.”

It’s a rush of arousal and panic that shoots through him. This is Torbjorn’s Daughter. This is Reinhardt’s goddaughter. This is her first time. He had better not fuck this up.

They make it to his room and suddenly Brigitte has lost all of her earlier bravado.

“You still want this?” Jesse asks.

“Yes,” she insists. “I just- I’m gonna need you to help me through this.”

“A good girl always asks for help when she needs it.” Jesse pulls her too the bed and lays back so she can straddle him. “Just do what feels right and let me know if you need me to slow down.”

She nods and kisses him again running her hands over his chest. His fingers skin her waist and sink into the softness of her hips. She’s one of the most amazing women he’s ever met, a princess strong enough to slay the dragon herself. He can’t help but admire her strength, knowing she could probably kick his ass if she wanted to. He knows he’s certainly gotten rusty.

He coaxes her shirt over her head, and she works open the buttons of his flannel. It quickly escalates into a game of undressing each other until Brigitte is in just her sports bra and panties and Jesse is feeling rather exposed in his briefs. Brig’s eyes keep falling between his legs and he tries not to let it get to him.

His fingers slip under the elastic of her bra and Brigitte tenses. “You can leave it on if you want to,” Jesse says. She shakes her head and pulls it off. Jesse watches her tits fall and tries to keep his mouth from falling open. He coaxes brig onto her back and kisses the angry red lines left by the elastic. Brigitte moans as he takes a nipple into his mouth. He knows how to do this part.

She pulls on his hair and bucks beneath him. When he pulls away she’s panting and her bottom lip is red from where she was worrying it. He lets her drag him up for a kiss.

“I want to see you,” she says. Her fingers dip beneath the waistband of his briefs, and the touch is so unexpected his stomach flips.

Jesse lets Brigitte pull his underwear down to his thighs before he kicks them to the floor. She stares at his cock for a moment, looking at first nervous, then determined. The fire in her eyes makes Jesse grin and he surges forward to kiss her again.

Her fingers wander down his chest, over his stomach, hesitating a moment before wrapping around his cock. The touch makes Jesse hiss, and he rolls his hips into her palm.

“Can I?” He tugs at her panties. She nods, but buries her face in the crook of his neck as he slides the cotton past her ankles. Her legs squeeze together and she instinctively crosses her hands over herself. Jesse gently nudges them aside. "Come on now darlin' let Daddy see you..."

Brigitte looks as though she’s about to melt. Instead, she lets out a soft moan and allows Jesse situate himself between her thighs.

“Look at you,” he murmurs. “God, you’re gorgeous.” He gives her breasts another squeeze before letting his fingers slip between her thighs.

Brigitte covers her face with her hands and whines. It’s overwhelming, but not enough to want to stop. Jesse tugs her wrists away again. “Darlin’, there’s no reason to hide yourself. Do you want me to stop?”

He’s okay with stopping. He’s okay with waiting as long as he needs to. It’s Brigitte who is impatient.

“I need more,” she reaches down to rub her own clit. Jesse carefully eases a finger into her pussy, curling it gently and taking his time before adding a second. He doesn’t want to hurt Brigitte, and he knows that he needs to take his time. He doesn’t want to rush something as important as this.

“You’re doing great, darlin’. Just a little bit more.” He brushes her hand away, choosing instead to lick broad stripes over her clit. Brigitte’s thighs clamp around his head, and for a moment Jesse fears for his life. She relents a second later, and Jesse slips a third finger inside her.

As careful as Jesse is, Brigitte decides she can’t wait any longer.

“Please, Jesse,” she begs. “I need your cock.”

He doesn’t have the willpower to deny her. He slides his cock along her entrance, smearing slick up over her clit before pressing inside. Brigitte’s finger’s dig into Jesse’s biceps with bruising strength as she stretches around him. He knows better than to attribute the way she squeezes around his cock to her lack of experience, but the thought of being the first person Brigitte is willing to share this with makes him groan.

“Good lord, Darlin’, you feel amazing.”

Jesse moves slowly, rolling his hips and adjusting the angle until he pushes in and Brigitte moans and gasps. That’s the ticket. Again and again, faster and harder. He doesn’t relent until Brigitte is shaking, and then he presses his thumb to her clit. The way she tightens around him nearly sends him over the edge, and he fucks into her even harder to push her over the edge before he can’t last any longer.

Brigitte comes. She cries out and claws at Jesse’s arm and there’s a warm wetness spilling over Jesse’s hips and thighs. He looks down with a smile. Fuck he did a good job. The satisfaction is what pushes him over the edge and he pulls out and comes over her stomach, painting her defined abs with his orgasm.

It takes Brigitte a few seconds to catch up, but her expression changes from one of satisfaction to one of panic and suddenly Jesse is trying to figure out what he did wrong.

“I didn’t- Oh god that’s so embarrassing. Did I just pee on you?” Despite the mess she’s covered in, Brigitte attempts to curl into the smallest ball possible.

Jesse can’t hold back his chuckle, but he pulls Brigitte into his arms and drops a kiss into her hair. “Goodness, no. That happens sometimes and it’s always a real treat. Let’s me know I did my job right.”

“Oh.”

“Do you need anything?”

Brig wrinkles her nose. “Shower. And a nap.”

“I’ll go get the water running.” Jesse pulls a clean blanket over her and heads into the bathroom. He feels great, but there’s a pit in his stomach as he realizes he’ll have to face Reinhardt very soon.

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