I don’t know if he can even think of any name. I feel like he would start ugly crying somewhere between Hanzo giving him a slow, intimate fuck, and Reyes stroking fingers along his throat and not letting him look away from him pleasuring himself just one tongue-length away.
He’d probably just mindlessly agree to anything and everything they say. “Am I your Master?” “Or am I?” “YESYESYESYES” “*amused* It was an either/or question, Jesse. Who is your Master?” “You.” “Are you sure? Not me?” “I… I … no… yes…?”
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