i may or may not be writing a centaur mccree with sombra fic right now oh my gosh I am weak
Honestly, the first time Sombra comes upon McCree, she thinks he’s just a horse. Come to inspect, the man ‘riding’ the horse doesn’t look like he’s positioned right and also he’s shirtless and oh no this is a centaur??
Sombra isn’t one to doubt her senses but this is pretty otherworldly. Halfway through her stunned questions and McCree’s guarded attitude, she asks him to sit or lay or whatever horses to so she doesn’t have to keep cranking her neck back to look him in the eyes.
This amuses him enough to obey, so now she’s kind of just going over his entire form. Somewhat at eye level, McCree asks her for her name. Sombra can barely look away from the sable colored coat and dark line of hair going down along his spine to answer but she does.
After a moment, Sombra asks to touch him. This gives McCree pause before asking why. Truly, this is nothing Sombra has experienced before, seeing the upper body of a man and the lower half of horse. She just has to make sure he’s real.
McCree lets her, first his shoulder and hand, then the fur along his back by the front foreleg. After a while, Sombra has to sit down. Just to rest, she tells him, but she really needs a moment to take in his simple existence.
*sees that ribbons-halos might be writing a new mcsombra fic*
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