Imagine Hanzo squirming, trying his best not too sob aloud, tears rolling down his face and his cock is painfully erect. Meanwhile Jesse is sitting, smoking and admiring the view of the tied up archer, who had a ginger buttplug in him for a little bit too long.

He’s trying so hard not to react; accidentally showing off his bound tits because the burn makes him arch his back and push his chest out. His mouth is wet and open and his eyes glazed.

He groans low and pained when Jesse finally has him tip over and mash his face against the ground; ears burning when Jesse whistles softly between his teeth.

“Oh wow you should see your li’l hole… so puffy and red. Damn that’s a swollen mess. Wait a sec’ dahlin’. Gonna take a pic real quick… you need to see that. God, Hanzo. The things you let me do to ya.”

He sounds fucking giddy and Hanzo can feel his flush spread down to his shoulders when the snick snick snick of Jesse’s camera app is to be heard. He just wants to ginger root out please please please take it out but he can’t just beg for it, no matter how much it hurts and makes his insides cramp.