Always liked the thought of snake Gabriel, so strong he can crush cars in his coils! And Jesse is super into him, but totally embarrassed cus he doesn’t know how snake anatomy works and cant find his cloaca XD

Gabriel lies back and watches the human fumbling away. He’s just been fed by Jesse, and he is lazy and content enough to let him nervously feel him up without lashing out at him.

Jesse’s cock is out and in his fist, and while it looks nice enough – dark with blood and fat around the middle – Gabriel has no intentions of making this any easier on the kid.

Jesse has had no trouble finding his cock (not hard when it slipped out of his genital slit so ready for some loving from the fumbling young man that had so readily drooled all over it in his haste to worship Gabriel) but finding the tiny opening of Gabriel’s cloaca seemed a lot more difficult.

Gabriel throws him a smug smirk when Jesse looks up at him, and stretches out slowly; letting him see first the muscles in his upper body, then in his tail as he undulated it lazily, the pitch black scales on the back a fascinating contrast to the pure white of his belly. 

Jesse gulps audibly and lets go of his cock in order to stroke both sweaty, big hands across Gabriel’s tail. It is a nice sensation – especially when the gentle fingers stroke across his small cloaca again without noticing.

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

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.

cyberrat:

sssooo… the McHanzo with kirin!Hanzo for the Halloween Comp is gonna be with Faux Bestiality, Rape Play and Slut Shaming. I had not originally intended to write it as such but I suddenly had a hankering and kirin!Hanzo is gonna be a super tsundere slut ❤

just… so you know…

I REALLY LIKE HOW IT’S TURNING OUT SO FAR!! I think it’s gonna be one of my fav stories of that comp. 

Hanzo is a fucking asshole and Jesse has had it.

Have a sneak peek:

McCree has heard of Kirin being docile creatures, full of peace and love and gentleness. He’d like to show the old books to this particular hellhound he’s set his eyes on.

Hanzo is a goddamned bastard, and even bound as he is, Jesse makes a large circle around his front. The creature’s thick neck is graciously curved for the moment, but he has seen how long it can get, and how fast it can strike. He’s felt Hanzo’s sharp tusks more than once.

Hanzo seems to grin at him, throwing his head; making the diffuse light that just about manages to trickle through the thick canopy of trees hit his golden antlers.

Jesse spits on the ground and flips him off. “Ye’re a goddamn menace. Don’t show off, asshole.”