I STILL NEED TO WRITE THE FICLET WHERE MCCREE SITS TO THE SIDE AND GETS OFF ON HOW SMALL HANZO LOOKS BENEATH ROADHOG’S GUT AND HOW ROADHOG IS JUST REAMING HIM LIKE THERE’S NO TOMORROW AND HANZO IS JUST SHAMEFULLY INTO IT.
and then sloppy seconds.
I STILL NEED TO WRITE THE FICLET WHERE MCCREE SITS TO THE SIDE AND GETS OFF ON HOW SMALL HANZO LOOKS BENEATH ROADHOG’S GUT AND HOW ROADHOG IS JUST REAMING HIM LIKE THERE’S NO TOMORROW AND HANZO IS JUST SHAMEFULLY INTO IT.
and then sloppy seconds.