A/N: I always wanted to do something with the werewolf AU, and I thought of a book where werewolves were either born, or turned only when they're on the verge of dying. Enter: Werewolf!Gency. Enjoy some trash dfjfidsfsd. I'll be adding more drabbles to this story over time c:

Feel free to send some vague requests you'd like to be written with these two. I don't bite. :'D I know I intend to introduce other characters along the way, but I'll see where this goes. The timeline will be all over the place tbh.

Enjoy!

Time: Post-Recall

He is human, and he is not. His hand slowly caresses the rigid surface of his skin - the bite that had made him different. It isn't so much that he feels foreign in the world he inhabits. He can easily recall that he isn't the only one with the reminder from his savior.

When his hands comb through her hair they would descend down below where he could feel a similar texture against her neck, and it would move as she swallows knowingly. He has stopped in his tracks after all before he can reach further into more desirable areas upon her body.

"Does the mark still bother you?" she whispers into his ear, but he cannot tell if she's ashamed of her unorthodox method of saving him, or proud of her success. Her voice is muffled with her lips pressed against the collar of his shirt. Her bright eyes turn to focus on him though, waiting.

Genji's lips curl into a sly grin as he lovingly returns the eye contact. "It itches from time to time, but it doesn't bother me anymore. I cannot be ungrateful towards the lovely woman who rescued me." The grin only widens as he finishes his reply, and ignores the push against his chest from the slightly shorter woman. "Am I not allowed to be honest?"

"Well. I remember a certain wolf with more than enough fleas to be agitated." Angela states as she wags her finger at him. Her warm expression fades momentarily as she appears thoughtful, but she returns to Earth once more. "You may have had reason to behave like that. Lycanthropy is a permanent condition that had been forced upon you."

He chuckles though the conversation takes an unpleasant turn for his tastes. "I may have been unhappy with the result, but I'm… alive. I'm one with my inner wolf, and I'm reunited with my love."

"I don't remember you becoming cheesier when it comes to romancing me."

"If it helps, I only say this to one particular woman." he hardly hesitates as the words flow freely from his lips, and his acute senses easily pick up a soft snort as well as the scent of a female that he has grown accustomed to. To accentuate his meaning, he presses her against his body. He's grateful to be flesh and blood for his lover than the cold, hard body of an omnic.

He can feel her warm breath touch his skin, and he lowers his head to meet the waiting lips of the older were. His inner wolf is in a rather ferocious mood, and Angela can tell by the way its human shell behaves. She welcomes the feral beast within as her own positively reacts in return.

"Genji," she says once they've broken the kiss between them. As much as she welcomes more, she smirks as she lifts one of her hands to finger the dark, furry ears that have appeared in the green strands of hair. "Your wolf is showing."

She brushes away the ones standing up in his spiky hairstyle, and allows the additional ears to be seen more easily. Her hand is still on top of his scalp before her lover reaches up to see her statement is a literal one.

"I'm still working on controlling that when my emotions get ahead of me." he admits sheepishly. He presses the ears back into his head as they retreat into his hair.

"We have plenty of time to work on that. As the one who gave you that bite mark, I'm obligated to assist you in the ways of the werewolf." Angela smiles when he pouts over the thought of training even more. She knows full well how much he favors action over meditation. They have enough time to prepare in case things go south, but she's never one to be lax on the job. Overwatch is slowly being put back together, and she would like to see one werewolf who successfully balances their dual nature.

It makes it easier to surprise him as her voice takes on a more sultry tone. "Shall we get started?"