* The Following Story Contains: Mature Situations.

* Overwatch Characters (c) Blizzard

* Any OC's Within 'Let's Make A Deal' (c) AngelicSenpai

* 3 Part Smut One Shot*

* Enjoy!

* note: Takes place one year after Jesse McCree joined Blackwatch. He is 18 years old *

Part I: Let's Make a Deal

The sound of gunshots filled the air; Jesse McCree could barely hear himself breathe. He slammed his back against the rock of a nearby cave, panting heavily as he clenched onto his arm. His teeth clenched tightly on the cigar in his mouth. Momentarily the gunshots ceased but McCree stayed where he was. This was supposed to be an easy job, find whatever his target was and be out before noon. Little did he know there was another foe waiting for him when he arrived. She was luring him in inch by inch by her silence. Making McCree think he was alone and that his mission was going to be easy. He had never faced such an opponent before. The more he thought he had the upper hand the more she would make a fool out of him. His fingers traced the lighter in this pocket as his ears tried to pick up any form of movement.

There was nothing but silence now.

He did not like this.

He pulled out this lighter to light up his cigar but unexpectedly the lighter had been shot out of this hand. McCree yanked his Peacemaker from his hip and lifted it to be faced to face with this opponent until his hat hit the floor. The woman had the upper hand with her barrel against his forehead. There she stood with a smirk on her face; he had met his match. Her curly white hair framed her face while her yellow feline eyes gazed deep into his. Her white catsuit hugged her form in all the right places with a touch of LED lights along her dual pistols at her side. This only meant one thing; she was Detox. A woman that was supposedly experimented on by scientists that succeeded in infusing human DNA with that of a feline. Enhancing her abilities enough for her to make a notorious future in robbery.

He was given a direct order to find this woman and bring her back to Morrison for questioning. Reyes was supposed to tag along with this mission but had to attend other matters. He wasn't informed of what was so important but then again it isn't any of his business. McCree was on his own on this one and this case was way above his pay grade.

And here I thought Ashe was crazy...

"Had enough?" her voice had a playful tone but her gun remained on his con artistry.

They stood there for a moment, staring down one another before a giggle escaped her lips. McCree held his Peacemaker at her stomach level as they remained still.

"What do you want, pussy cat?" he breathed.

"Funny." Her ears on top of her head twitch as her gaze shifts. "Now, I'm here for you. I know some people who will pay a pretty penny for your head."

"Not happening. Ain't ya got somethin' better to do? Maybe a cat toy would better suit ya." his eyebrow raised.

Her eyes locked back on his. "Cowboy has jokes."

"You know why I'm here, Detox. Just make it easy for me and just give yourself to me. I'd rather get this done quick."

"Give myself to you? Aren't you a forward man."

"What?!" McCree's face blushed a deep shade of red. "You know what I mean, damn it. I have to take you in and you know it!"

"You don't even know my real name. Why would I come with you, cowboy?" she shook her head with a sigh.

"What-"

His attention slipped down to her figure again before her knee slammed into his stomach making him stumble back. He let out a shaky cough before her heel connected with his arm. With quick reflexes, he shielded his head with his arm before the strike. The woman stumbled back for a moment before being tackled by McCree. The woman let out a gasp as McCree's hands grabbed onto her wrists. He roughly slammed her into the rock wall of the cave, his breathing heavy and grinned at her. However, she began to laugh at him. He knew she was toying with him to try to get under his skin and unfortunately it was working.

"Look here kitten."

"Kitten? I like the sound of that nickname." Her eyes flicked with amusement. "Still not my name though."

His hand tightened against her wrists and she left out a soft moan. That soft moan made the hairs on the back of his head stand up in excitement. His heartbeat began to pump against his chest. The woman rolled her eyes at him and pushed her face toward his. Her soft lips smashed into his and he muffled against them causing him to let go of her in surprise. McCree's face grew hot as he grabbed onto his mouth and she only bit her lip with a wink.

"Why did you kiss me?!" McCree hissed.

He went to step forward to grab her arm again but she pushed away from him.

With a devious smile she whispered. "Catch me if you can, cowboy. Maybe I'll tell you my name."

The woman jumped over the side of a large boulder and landed in a forest below. McCree groaned against his teeth as he followed her trail. She began to run as fast as she could but he was behind her with a heated glare. His lungs pump out air faster and faster with each step. That's when she suddenly disappeared from his sight and he stopped in his tracks. Breathing heavily as he wiped the sweat off his brow. That's when the gunshots began again, McCree dodged as much as he could before he barrel rolled behind a tree.

"Stop playing around and come out!" McCree growled underneath his breath.

"Ohh so scary!" she called out.

He could hear her footsteps in the distance. He looked down a pathway where all there was were trees and an abandoned cabin. Logical guess would be that she was hiding in the cabin but then again that was too easy. Even for that woman. McCree bit his lip. The footsteps began to slowly begin to move closer toward his direction. McCree closed his eyes for a moment before throwing out a flash bang behind him, causing the woman to stop in her tracks as she was temporarily blinded.

That was his chance to strike. He lunged forward to tackle her into a nearby cabin. They collided onto the floor until they slammed into the wall. His hands quickly grabbed onto her wrists and aggressively pinned her down to the ground. "You know why I'm here. So, now I have you where I want you."

"Hmm. As far as I can see you only have me for the moment."

McCree bit his lip in annoyance. "Name!"

"Amy." she raised an eyebrow. "Let's make a deal, cowboy."

McCree's body felt warm with excitement from her stare. "And what would that be?"

Amy's body wiggled underneath him and he gulped as she spoke. "You can do what you want to me if you promise you'll let me go?"

"Whoa, whoa." his breath hitched. "I would never take advantage of a lady for selfish reasons. It's beneath me."

"Ohh, a cowboy and a gentleman."

"Don't mock me, kitten." he growled.

Her head cocked to the side with a purr. "The difference between taking advantage of someone and giving someone permission. Those are two different things."

"Don't sass me!" McCree glared down at her but she only gave him a smug smile.

McCree leaned his face down to her neck, his lips traced her skin with a low hum. Amy's chest lifted with a soft gasp. He kept his hands on her wrist and wanted her to squirm underneath him. All this time she was toying with him. Laughing at him and trying to seduce him with her charm. The more Amy gave him the run around this afternoon the more McCree wanted to chase her. Not for his orders.

Just for her.

Nothing else.

His teeth bit down on her neck and she moaned loudly at his sudden aggressiveness. She arched her back underneath him and it made him longing for more. Their touch felt like electricity, McCree's mind was getting clouded with lust over anything else.

"Cowboy.." she breathed.

"McCree." he groaned back. "Jesse McCree."

His hands released her and she wrapped her arms around his neck. McCree quickly pulled her into his plays and he felt an overwhelming desire for her taste. His mouth kisses her more aggressively as she squirmed against his grasp. Their breathing hitched in between their kisses, his tongue begging entrance. She opened her mouth for him and their tongues entwined in lust. The more they kissed, the harder he felt himself become.

This woman is so intoxicating...

With an eager hand, McCree yanked down the zipper of Amy's catsuit. Her breasts burst out of the material and he quickly grabbed onto them. She let out a soft whimper as he fondled them deeply. His leather gloves made her body shiver against him, giving him satisfaction. Although he wanted to see more of her body.

"Let's take this off you, alright?" He sat Amy up to pull the catsuit away from her shoulders.

That's the first time we looked away from him. He gently spun her around so he hand removed the remaining suit off her skin. That's when his heart skipped a beat for a moment. Her back was scared from what looked like lashing from a whip. She looked to have had a few scars from it and McCree took a deep breath before ripping off his larger gloves. He threw them to the floor before running his fingers against her back. She let out a moan and McCree planted a soft kiss upon her scars.

"McCree," she breathed. "Don't stare too much at them..."

"Shh, you are breathtaking..."

His hand slipped underneath and between her legs while he kissed her back. Amy's body stiffened for a moment before relaxing to his touch. His fingers found its way to her folds and she whimpered his name. Slowly his fingers worked against her clitoris, Amy covered her mouth with a loud gasp. Her other hand quickly grabbed onto him, almost as if she was embarrassed.

"W-wait.." she sounded out of breath.

"Relax, Kitten." McCree whispered against her ear. "I'll make you purr I promise."

"Ahh..!" That's when his finger dipped inside of her, making her back press against his chest.

"That's it. Relax for me." He coed in her ear once more.

His finger wiggled and pumped inside of her at a slow pace. Her body wiggled underneath his grasp, making his heart pound faster in excitement. The more he played with her warmth the more she began to become jelly in his grasp. He gently bit down on her shoulder enough to make her body press against him again. Slowly he removed his fingers as she left out a whimper.

McCree undid the belt buckle of his pants and zipper as his heart raced. He slipped off his clothes as Amy waited for him. They locked eyes for a moment. Both breathing was harsh but they equally were moved her body to position her hands and knees on the floor. McCree's hands caressed her hips before positioning his hard length at her entrance.

"Are you ready...?" McCree breathed.

"Take me, McCree."

Slowly McCree pushed his length into her entrance, inch by inch his body shivered in ecstasy. Amy's body trembled against his with a loud moan. His fingers clung to the skin on her hips with a growl before he began to move his hips. He could hear her nails digging into the wood at every pump of his hips. The room filled with their moans, driving McCree wild with hunger. All he wanted was her and this moment was everything. Quickly his hand moved to grab onto one of her breasts, twisting a nipple between his finger tips. He was falling more and more into a crazy lust. The softness of her breast made his hand clench harder, pulling her nipple more.

"Ahh.." Amy breathed as her walls tighten around him at his teasing.

"You're so tight…" he growled under his breath.

Harder and harder his thick length slammed into her, Amy moaned his name in ecstasy. His body trembled as her warm continued to suck him in. Shaking whimpers escaped her lips, leaving him to pound more aggressively into her. She threw her head back with a moan and McCree chuckled under his breath. I want every inch inside of her…

"I'm almost there…" she breathed. "Please…"

"Not yet, kitten." He quickly pulled out of her warmth to turn her body around to look at her. She looked at him with disappointment and bit her lips as he pressed against her entrance again. "I want to look at you..."

McCree slid his length deep inside of her wet inviting entrance and growled against her breast as he adjusted himself. Her legs quickly wrapped around his waist and McCree let out a sudden gasp. Slowly he began to move his hips into her once more. His pace moved more aggressively with each groan. Amy's whimpers grew louder and more hitched as he hit deeper inside of her walls. Her hands slowly worked up his body until they rested on his back.

"You do like that?" His voice was harsh.

"Y-yes!"

"Say my name…" McCree's lips trained against her neck as he began to lean forward as he pounded faster into her core.

Amy's face grew red as she moaned out, "M-McCree…"

"Louder…!" he growled against her skin.

"McCree!"

Amy's fingernails clawed at his back as his thrusting became more aggressive and unstable. Harder and harder McCree hit the end of her walls making his whole body shiver in ecstasy. Her walls began to squeeze against his length driving him wild, knowing he was almost at his limit. Amy's fingers moved up to grip into McCree's brown hair as her moaning became louder and hitched. He knew she was nearling her limit as well.

"I'm going to cum…"

"Please…" she squealed.

McCree pumped hard and faster until Amy was like a moaning mess underneath him. His heartbeat raced as her womanhood tightened more and more around him. Until he rammed his length as deep as he could inside of her and released his load. Amy's back arched with a loud groan as she came along with him.

Both of their bodies slumped together as they breathed heavily. He pulled himself out of her warm with a groan and laid down next to her with an out of breath smile. Amy looked over at McCree with a smile and all he could do was smile back at her. They did not say a word to one another, only stared. She moved closer toward him to fill the empty gap between them and rested her head on his chest. McCree rested his chin against her head with a satisfied sigh.

I better be careful or I'll catch feelings…

Or maybe it was too late.