Bush viper Hanzo, smol and powerful and quick, and Gaboon viper/rattlesnake Jesse, so much bigger and lazy and thicc. Jesse just laying over Hanzo doing his pretty mating dance and wrapping around him, holding him down. Hanzo is being indignant and trying to play it cool but how can he when that agile little rattle/tip of his tail is slowly playing with the opening of his cloaca and getting him ready for Jesse’s snake dicc?

Anonymous said: “

Rattlesnake Jesse. His tail starts rattling during orgasm. :3c

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When Hanzo moves, the sharp scales along the back of his tail dig into the softer flesh of McCree’s underside. He grunts, twisting once again, trying to keep his prey still while the inquisitive tip of his tail nudges against the tightly closed genital slit.

“Come on,” he huffs, rubbing his scruffy chin along the side of Hanzo’s face. “Come on.” He’s definitely whining, but there’s nothing to it. He’s horny, and Hanzo is beneath him, pretty and warm from the sun he’d been lying in just a moment ago, and writhing so enticingly just for him.

“You are a brute,” Hanzo hisses, fingers digging into the loose sand around them, trying to drag himself away to no avail: Jesse is easily twice as heavy and crushing him against the warm ground. “And get off of me,” Hanzo spits, blue tail lashing, trying to twist himself out from beneath McCree’s frustratingly thorough grip.

He can feel himself loosing the uphill battle quickly. McCree is a charmer, even if he is unbelievably clumsy, and Hanzo can feel the sticky wet drag of his cock against the back of his tail. 

McCree is already out and needy, when Hanzo’s muscles are just about now starting to give in to the insistent prodding of his cheekily rattling tail.

“Just a little bit,” McCree murmurs, wheedling as he reaches around and cups Hanzo’s pec, squeezing it in time with his slow, rolling thrusts.

As it looks to Hanzo, McCree will be too lazy to drag himself around and fuck him; rather, he’ll rub himself off against Hanzo’s smooth, warm scales, taking the pain of the sharp ridges along his spine digging into his soft belly in stride, while feeling Hanzo up and playing with the silky slit of his genitals.

It could be a worse day, he supposes.