I have an exhibitionism kink. McHanzo getting it on in a crowded train.

“Open your eyes, McCree.”

Hanzo curls a strand of Jesse’s hair around his finger, playfully tugging, eyes casting a sly gaze towards the rest of the train wagon.

“Look at them. They’re staring. They can’t believe their eyes.”

McCree is clawing at the edge of his seat. His cheeks are ruddy beneath the scruff of his unkempt beard, brow shining with sweat.

Cock silky between Hanzo’s gripping fingers.

It’s like Jesse can’t believe himself what was happening. He is probably wondering how it could’ve let to this – to him digging his heels into the floor, spurs jangling, abs clenching, cock flexing in Hanzo’s sly grip in the middle of a packed train wagon.

People had been so quiet the whole ride over – now they were murmuring. A dull backdrop as they seemed flustered, intrigued, disgusted with their conduct.

Hanzo seems supremely unperturbed. He is a warm, insistent weight against Jesse’s side, fingers tickling the underside of his cock; letting it slide velvety through his fingers, pulling down the foreskin until the swollen, wet head was out in the open – glistening and on display for everybody to see.

“Open your eyes, McCree,” Hanzo cajoles again – like he hasn’t heard the scandalized gasp from somewhere. He’s reaching farther down and McCree grits his teeth, eyes snapping open in alarm. He wants to say something but can’t – tongue tied when he suddenly sees the ring of people that has built around them.

Some have their phones out.

He’s fucked either way.

It doesn’t matter if Hanzo lifts his ripe, large testicles out of his underwear as well. It doesn’t fucking matter anymore. He kicks his heels out, jams them back into the ground – makes a great big fucking ruckus as Hanzo slowly jerks him in front of the crowd, the wagon becomes sweltering and the air almost too thick to breathe, and Jesse wildly wonders whether they missed their stop.

He can’t believe this shit. How Hanzo can look cool and collected – like he’s doing nothing more than scratch an itch while daintily licking the tips of his fingers and then circling them round and round Jesse’s tip – shows everybody how Jesse likes it best.

Shows everybody and the world how Jesse looked when he jerked out his orgasm; coaxed it out right there in the rattling train in front of gaping onlookers.

(Glad to hear you’re feeling better!) Blackwatch Gabriel whipping Jesse’s ass to welts with his ridiculous BAMF belt after he says something particularly bratty about him in front of the other soldiers. Either bent over the desk in Reyes office or just in public where everyone can see jesse crying like a baby, idk XD nonnie has a corporal punishment kink. Either way, Jesse isn’t feeling particularly ‘bamf’ afterwards and blushes/thinks of hot angry reyes every time he puts on his belt.

Blood is dripping thick from Jesse’s mouth. He’s on his best way to biting through his tongue and doesn’t even feel it. There’s another slap and he jerks, hands sliding in the mess of drool and blood on the table, arms nearly giving way.

The smack of the belt is loud and meaty, resounding across the yard. There are people watching, he knows dimly, but nobody is making a sound. Everybody is eager to hear the next smack – the next impact of his own belt across his ass and the spread of his thighs.

His ass feels raw and Reyes’ hand on the small of his back is like a branding iron. Warm and grounding and so gentle for once. Like he’s almost sorry Jesse is a stupid son of a bitch and how he knows he can’t help his smart mouth.

The next slap has Jesse feel the brunt of the thick metal buckle and for the first time he screams – a spray of blood spewing from his mouth, one hand sliding away for good and chin connecting hard with the wood.

He passes out from the impact or something because everything is fuzzy for a while and needs time to drift back into focus. He feels Reyes palming the ruin of his ass and hears the jangling of his belt when he lets it idly swing in his big fist.

“You know to behave yourself next time, don’t you, McCree?”

“S…. Suh….” 

He doesn’t know if it’s enough – but he feels weight slowly lowering onto his back and hears the heavy foot steps of the Commander walking away; letting McCree stand with his pants down and his ass out, his belt lying on his back coiled like a sleeping snake.

I know you can dig scat in certain situations, how do you feel about farting?

*sweats loudly*

I gotta be honest, I’m into it x_x but also for humiliation sake, right? all those embarrassing noises getting fucked out of the bottom and them being in tears about it; how loose and sloppy they’ve been fucked that they can’t help it.

And also someone just farting into another’s face while they get eaten out. Looking at you, Reyes. Poor McCree. He’s probably crying and gagging and still in fucking love with that fat ass. When Reyes is done with him (or Overwatch comes down because Reyes will never be done with McCree), Jesse can’t get it up without getting humiliated and suffocated in a big, farting ass 😀

Rayes takes McCree down a few pegs with a dare to drink a Gallon of milk and shove a handfull of marshmallows up his ass. Doesnt mention he’ll be cramping all day. Keeps him away from bathrooms all day. Tells him to toughen up. Quit whimpering and complaining. He loves the tears and the whimpers tho and the sob at the gross noises as McCree crouches in Morrison’s office unable to hold it back anymore. ‘Leave your panties in his desk, boy just as they are. you’ll do better next time won’t you?’

*just stares wordlessly at the ask*

*blushes furiously*

yes.

(I think I may have canceled my last ask, so I’ll try it again.) How do you think Roadhog feel about getting rimmed? And how do you think he goes about it? Does he lie on his back and just let it happen? Or lean over and hold his ass open for the other person? Or (and this is my favourite idea) does he just sit on the person’s face and stay there until he comes or they pass out?

Roadhog + rimming = A+++++++ content

I don’t think he’d sit on anybody’s face, though. I think he’d kneel on all fours or bend over and hold those big juicy cheeks apart for the other to just go fucking in, y’know? 

He’d be a total top from the bottom. He doesn’t need a huge hand on the back of their head to get them to mash their face in his crack; they do it out of respect (and fear. very much fear lol) and just go to town while he enjoys the tongue bath.

ok idk if you got the first ask so I’ll send it again. shimadacest soulmate au (if that’s your kind of thing) where having dragons is like a soulmate-mark. Usually it would be between yakuza clans or cousins fifteen times removed or something like that, but then Papa Shimada ends up with two sons who have dragons and is like “…/shit/”

I goooot  your first one, Nonnie! I was just so very busy. I’m still in the process of running to offices and clearing out my father’s flat and other sad things… I’m sorry x.x

I like your ask and will keep the first one in case I hopefully get my head clear enough to write something more coherent for it! but I think others should enjoy the delicious debauchery as well

I was the original anon for that Jack and Gabe double gangbang XD I was imagining that it was kind of a competition to see which ‘Watch’ was better (each trying to win the title for their group) and end up riling each other in the process. I figure Jack has more stamina and can go longer, but Gabriel has the better technique and really all the people they’re fucking are just in absolute heaven

I’ll be real with you, Nonnie: I have no idea what you’re talking about. I can’t remember talking about a Jack and Gabe double gangbang x_x

but! I’m very into this and want them to stare heatedly at each other and make stupid remarks and totes not acknowledge the person they’re deep dicking while said person is just happy with the way everything is and drools into the ground. basically.

basically what I’m saying is that Jack and Gabe will never admit that they wuv each other and need to fuck standing hip to hip to pretend like they’re actually dicking each other.