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“Shh, don’t cry. It’ll all be over soon. Now keep counting.” shimadacest oviposition? :3

“Shh, don’t cry. It’ll all be over soon.” Genji is cupping Hanzo’s face, thumbs wiping at the copious tear tracks running down his cheeks. 

Hanzo is panting, tongue nearly lolling out of his mouth, little sounds of strain spilling from his throat as he tries to bear down again but has to stop after just a few seconds. Genji lets him calm down for a moment or two, then wipes away sweaty strands of hair from his forehead. “Now keep counting.”

It is a way of keeping Hanzo focused on the task at hand, if nothing else. He looks uncomfortably gorgeous squatting naked in the bathroom, body shivering, a small clutch of secret, illicit eggs already in the makeshift towel nest Genji had built there.

“F-F-F-Five,” Hanzo stutters out, hands clutching claw-like at Genji’s upper arms as he squeezes his eyes shut and starts bearing down, face getting red with strain and embarrassment.

Genji pets his head and rubs his arms and can only watch in dumb, excited amazement how his brother’s cock bobs hard and needy between his spread thighs. The tip barely peeks out of the foreskin, smooth balls drawn up tight towards his body. What Genji wants to do most of all is suck it into his mouth; slurp up his brother’s pre-cum.

While he stares, another blue-and-green speckled egg drops into the nest. Fuck, but they wouldn’t be able to hide the identity of the parents if anybody got a hold of the eggs – and even if that made the dragon rumble and stretch in possessive delight, Genji felt a little light-headed with fear.

“You’re doing so well,” he whispers to Hanzo. “You almost got it.”

His belly was as good as flat again; the tight muscles working visibly to help expell the last of the eggs Genji had laid into him. He immediately missed the little bump that had been there the past weeks, but he supposed Hanzo would not agree to a mounting without condom any time soon.

“Shh, I’m going to keep you safe.” Mchanzo?

McCree eases the thumb off the button and hooks one arm around Hanzo’s chest, pulling him up – helping him ride out the shock of the seizing muscles.

“Shh,” he whispers into his ear, nosing stray strands of hair out of the way, “I’m going to keep you safe.”

It was maybe horrible of him to say it; especially considering what he was doing to Hanzo, but… it did have the desired effect: Hanzo calming down and carefully uncurling his cramped fingers. Jesse listens to him take a rattling, shuddering breath and presses a kiss against his sweaty temple before raising the baton again, pressing the tip into Hanzo’s side.

The man jerks preemptively, breath hitching audibly, hips jerking with his cock slapping wet and swollen against his lower belly – then Jesse pushes the button and the seizing starts all over again.

Hanzo is nearly silent as his muscles shiver out of his control. His head gets thrown back against Jesse’s shoulder. Foam starts building at the corners of his mouth, and Jesse coos at him the whole time – keeps him hugged tightly to his body while pressing the baton against his side.

“I got you,” he croons at him, hand travelling lower, taking a hold of Hanzo’s cock. He stops the stream of electricity just as abruptly as he started it. “I got you. Good boy. Yes, that’s a good boy right there.”

Hanzo has no control over his body. He is helpless to Jesse’s every whim and can only whine softly in the back of his throat when Jesse starts to jerk him off.

“Good boy,” he repeats, low and harsh, voice full of affection as he presses kisses against the side of Hanzo’s sweaty face and lets him come into the warm cup of his hand.