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(Attempt 2:) Hanzo trying (and failing) to turn the humiliation around on Genji for once by jumping him with five guys in the street and Genji just drops to his knees and starts taking em down his throat 1 by 1 and Hanzo, all flustered and stuttering with a hard on, is like “you like that you disgusting slut? Right here in public?” Trying to be all dominant and Genji just hums “mmhmm!!” really excitedly around a random guys cock and Hanzo realises you can’t shame the shameless

:’) sounds def right

McCree getting drunk as he always does and ends up with a woman all over him. How would McCree react to Hanzo slapping him and breaking up with him over this? Would he try to chase after him?

… I don’t think Hanzo would slap him. I’m p sure he’d just wordlessly leave because he’s p composed all things considered.

I also think McCree is a decent enough guy to realize he fucked up and not chase after him. though I question him not holding his liquor like that in the first place. he seems to me like a veteran in drinking and not fucking up that bad.

As someone who’s also ace, I gotta say I really appreciate the way you write things. I don’t know if I can even put it into words very well, but sometimes stuff about sexy things just stops being nice and starts being this awful NoNoNo kinda feeling, and I never run into that with your fics. Like no matter what the kink is or if I’m even into it or not it always feels like I can read without feeling like I might run into something that’ll shut me down.

Q.Q that’s such a sweet message, thank you very much. I’m glad you’re having a safe space here *touches your smol face*

age diff + mild feminization with rein/hanzo??

“AAhhh…” Reinhardt sighs like he does usually when finishing a long day with a good beer. He offers up his large hand for Hanzo to take – the other gentle slapping his lap. “Come right here, Prinzessin. I’ve been thinking about you all day.”

Hanzo smiles a little, placing his gloved hand in Reinhardt’s grasp. He lets himself get pulled forward, easily sitting down on the broad surface offered. “Have you, now?”

There’s a slightly breathy quality to Hanzo’s words; his pupils huge and dark. He’s just separated from Morrison with a hearty slap to the back, but he’s already switching over; getting soft and pliable as Reinhardt’s big hands rub down his shoulders and back.

“Oh, I definitely have. Been wanting to spend some time with you for a while now…” He buries his nose in Hanzo’s hair, breathing him in with a deep pull of air accompanied by another of those long, rattling sighs. “Aaahhh… you smell so good, my little treat. I could just sniff you all day.”

Hanzo’s face was already a faint shade of red, only darkening as Reinhardt follows his words up, nuzzling beneath his ear and then jaw, scratching his beard along his skin.

His hands are wandering; big and warm, lying first across his belly, then sliding farther up – easily cupping one of Hanzo’s pecs.

“Been thinking about these all day,” he mumbles against Hanzo’s throat. “Wanted to suckle on your pretty tits and couldn’t do it…” 

Hanzo breathes more heavily, faintly squirming. He is clutching at Reinhardt’s shoulders when the big hand starts rucking up his training gear until it is bunched beneath his armpits. 

“Gorgeous. Gott, I love your tits. They’re glorious…” he trails off, watching himself cup the swell; thumb dragging across the small nipple. Hanzo’s eyes are glassy, mouth open and wet; leaning against Reinhardt and letting him play with him as if he were a doll.

Reinhardt smirks. Leaning down, mouthing easily at one peaked nipple until Hanzo is vibrating in his lap, his fingers scrabbling at the back of his head, tugging on the hair.

“P-please… ah…”

“What do you want?” Reinhardt glances up at him, watching with his good eye as he pinches the other nipple between two fingers. When Hanzo doesn’t answer but just squirms some more, a slow smirk stretches his lips. “You want to show off how pretty your tits are, little girl? Want to show me how well I can fuck between them?”

Hanzo’s mouth drops open, face red, hips shimmying; hunching upwards.

“Y…Yes. Please.”

“What a good girl you are… Very will… Show me how pretty your tits are.”

Humiliation and feminzation, mccree? Hanzo dolling mccree up all nice and pretty, then dicking down his sloppy ‘cunt’

For someone as large and hirsute as McCree, he enjoyed getting dressed up… a lot. Hanzo watched him impassively as he turned around in front of him, wearing an airy dress, the short skirt swishing around thick, hairy thighs. The straps looked even smaller across his broad shoulders.

“Lift your skirt,” Hanzo grunts, leaning back, ankle across his knee. He watches as Jesse flushes a dull red, becoming shy as he lets his large hands travel down, curling them around the hem of his skirt. He squirms for just a second before Hanzo’s unimpressed stare makes him comply, lifting the thin fabric up to his hips.

Hanzo clicks his tongue, the corners of his mouth pulling down.

“What’s that?” he murmurs, staring at McCree’s cock, naked and fat, hanging soft between his thighs. His balls are ruddy red and soft looking. Vulnerable as his face as he licks his lips, cheeks the color of bricks. “Good girls don’t walk around without panties,” Hanzo finally decrees.

“I thought you were a good girl.” His dark eyes flick up just for a second, gauging McCree’s reaction. His eyes become a bit misty, but his cock is filling out slightly; chubby and delicious looking. “Turns out you’re nothing but a slut, are you?”

Hanzo leans forward, sliding two fingers beneath the tip of McCree’s cock; lifting it away from his balls. It is girthy, the weight making his mouth water. He tugs at the silky slip of foreskin, and looks up sharply when Jesse just about tamps down on a whimper.

“Really?” he sneers, “Doesn’t take much to get you excited, does it? Just someone to touch your clit and you’re ready to go.”

Jesse’s cheeks darken, eyes slanting to the side. His toes curl into the rug, knuckles going white with the tight grip he has on the skirt. A huge bear of a man chastised to speechlessness by just a few carefully placed words.

Hanzo scoffs; a soft sound of disgust as he lets go of Jesse’s cock; watching it bob and fill out steadily beneath his gaze. He slaps two fingers against the hidden glans, just to hear Jesse choke on spit, and to watch it bounce anew.

“Well then. Cheap little whores get exactly what they deserve, wouldn’t you agree?”

Jesse looks teary but excited, biting his lip, chin wobbling faintly beneath his scruffy beard. He nods and Hanzo leans back once more, enjoying the view presented; Jesse’s biceps tensing deliciously, as he makes himself keep still for Hanzo’s viewing pleasure – he hadn’t gotten the command to let go of his skirt, after all.

“Turn around and bend forward. I want to see your cunt.”

Jesse starts shuffling around, cock fat and bobbing, so very excited by the proceedings. Hanzo smirks.