WHEW this got away from me!
–
“Yeah, that’s it– that’s it, right there–”
Hanzo’s hips still. His face is red, his chest heaving from exertion. He haphazardly pushes a lock of his hair out of his sweaty face before leaning down to mouth at McCree’s shoulder.
“Do you ever–” He punctuates with a roll of his hips, “Stop– talking–?”