Genji and Hanzo have to lay low after ditching their responsibilities to be dirty brofucks somewhere nobody knows them. Hanzo ofc is a pillow princess when he’s not out and about in the arcades – basically being the little shit Genji has always been, while Genji is out and earning money in (more or less) legal means.

However, when Hanzo realizes he can easily get fat dick for free whenever he wants and doesn’t have to wait for Genji to get home to give it to him, he probably starts his little housewife antics.

Genji thinks it’s super hot but he also doesn’t know that Hanzo is harassing the poor janitor to get his belly warm :’ )

@mujaween thoughts? *steeples fingers*

About janitor!McCree, I can totally see Hanzo making up really obvious excuses to get him into the apartment. “Oh mister handyman, the sink just wont stop leaking” or “no I have no idea why the heater keeps going out even after its fixed, by the way the hinges on my closet door are squeaky could you come in here and take a look?” and just generally being the most unsubtle person ever

mujaween:

cyberrat:

I can def see it go both ways; either Hanzo being very playfully obvious about it or being very scary about it where McCree basically starts sweating the second he recognizes Mr. Shimada’s number on his work phone because he knows the heater is not broken but his dick will be demanded, and Mr. Shimada is so greedy for it he always wonders whether he’ll be allowed to keep it :’ )

Housewife Hanzo who lives with his brother, only his brother is always working so he gets lonely ;w;

He’d be cute about it at first, loosening screws so the sink will leak and Mr. McCree has to come over to help. After he’s successfully gotten that dick a few times though he doesn’t even try to put on the act something is broken, he just calls that his heat is broken- and McCree knows damn well the heat isn’t broke, it’s just some slut of a housewife in heat.

(what will happen to him when the brother comes home early one day and catches him balls deep >:3c)

oh dear housewife Hanzo and janitor McCree mixed together :’ ) heckie yeah.

I need to… think about this :’ ) Genji in a business suit coming home to find his slutty brother on his knees sucking dick; in that special little dress he bought him no less.

might just have to spank him something fierce; even with McCree watching

there are just so many delicious ways this could go

2nd Ko-Fi Fic Prompt :)

heed the tags. continuation of this, this and this

@mujaween asked for a time skip to pregnant Hanzo and Genji staking his claim after woofCree has been continually bad behaved.

Genji loves to see his puppy happy. Before Jesse, Hanzo had been very reserved, saving up all emotional outbursts for the times Genji coaxed him into his bed and fucked him deep.

Now, it is a lot easier for Hanzo to show his love. The beginning had been admittedly rocky, but Genji supposes Jesse is too lovable to be mean to for an extended period of time. Or maybe Hanzo just loves his cock that much – which… is not too hard to believe.

And really, it is not exactly Hanzo’s behavior that has led to the current situation, and more how insufferably smug Jesse had become as a result of it.

It feels like the mutt is angling for Genji to see how affectionate Hanzo is towards him; like he makes sure they’re always in the same room as their owner so Genji can witness how Hanzo rolls on his back and shows off his by now huge belly, his sleek, pretty cock flushed a deep, urgent pink and smearing pre-cum against the underside of the swollen tummy.

His pup – his perfect puppy with its perfect pedigree – is simply too pretty not to look at, and sooner or later Jesse will catch his eyes while servicing his pregnant bitch; either while suckling with lewd slurping sounds at the swollen tits, getting sweet, watery milk everywhere until an attendant has to clean his now well-groomed beard, or while fucking Hanzo slow and careful, spearing him so very easily now on his big, ruddy doggy cock.

Jesse is cocky, an absolute Alpha despite his docile disposition, and quite frankly it bugs Genji.

Enough so, that they are at this point: Jesse collared and tethered to the wall of the little garden inside Genji’s villa, watching with an upset expression as Genji slowly feels over his highly pregnant bitch.

Hanzo’s tail is wagging carefully, his ears lowered not aggressively but cautiosly as he stands still and lets his owner feel along the swell of his belly until a few of the pups kick enough for him to feel against his palm.

“You’re a good bitch,” Genji murmurs against his ear, the soft fur tickling as it flicks against his cheek.

Hanzo’s usual attire consisting of see-through veils and dainty jewelry has been adjusted to his new dimensions, and while the dainty chains draped across his belly and along his back certainly are eye-catching, Genji can’t wait to when he can pierce his tits anew.

His nipples are big and swollen, standing readily at attention when Genji cups his plush chest, and Hanzo squirms immediately,tongue peeking out against his bottom lip already as he pants.

His cunt, too, is ready for Genji’s questing fingers, the usually tight rim swollen and opening laughably easy as he slowly rounds the muscle, courtesy of Jesse’s relentless horniness for his bitch.

The mutt is unhappy with the situation, especially when he can smell Hanzo’s mounting need, and the rattling of the chain holding him bound is like music to Genji’s ears.

“He’s mine, you know,” he tells Jesse, though he is unsure how much the street dog even understands human speech. Hanzo is quite proficient, though it has been a long time since Genji has heard him speak last – as if his ability is atrophying the longer he spends time with his stud.

After all, there is not much need to talk when he is getting dicked – or, indeed, has his mouth full with Jesse’s cock, a trick he’s learned just a couple weeks earlier.

“Big brother,” Genji murmurs, face nuzzling into the soft, thick fur of his bitch. He’s missed him, quite frankly. It has been a long few months holding himself back in favor of ensuring Hanzo taking the mutt’s seed quick and uncomplicated; watching the smug bastard mounting the finely pedigreed pup that’s so far out of his league.

Maybe he should have given in to his urges earlier.

Hanzo is mewling for him, simpering and lifting his tail to the side helpfully; seemingly just as eager as his master – sweet and ready for the dicking as he begs for cock… and though Genji quite likes the thought of Hanzo having missed his master’s dick, he is under no illusion that it is him specifically that his bitch is thirsting for.

It is like having given Jesse the opportunity to mount and breed Hanzo, Genji has opened up a floodgate in his prissy puppy, showing him just how nice different cocks could be, and where just a few months ago Hanzo wouldn’t have given anybody else the time of day, Genji is almost sure that now he would present to just about anybody…

Though there is a certain kind of loving quality to how Hanzo preens for him, trying to twist around and begging for little kisses as he waits eagerly for Genji to mount up – all the while Jesse is restless, tugging at his bounds and staring holes into Genji as he makes as if to mount up before changing his mind and carefully directing his pup to lie on his side.

It is easier like this to get at everything his gorgeous puppy has to offer, Hanzo panting and wagging his tail harder as Genji helps him lift his upper leg and put it across his owner’s shoulder as Genji straddles the other thigh.

It is almost pathetically easy to push into Hanzo at this point, and while Genji thinks it might have something to do with the fact that Hanzo is due to birth his pups in roughly two weeks, his body already preparing for the coming stretch, he also knows that it is in large part attributed to Jesse’s greedy fucking and his patience in training his bitch for his cock.

Genji can’t say that he hates it. Hanzo is already flush, sensitive and needy just from his owner gently pushing in and enjoying the soft, suckling insides immediately closing around his cock and cushioning him lovingly.

“Big brother,” Genji murmurs, leaning forward and forcing Hanzo’s leg with him until the pup’s huge belly is in the way. Like this, he can just about reach Hanzo’s tits, tongue stretching to lap at the swollen nipples while his hips stutter, trying to find a pleasing rhythm when all he wants is to fuck Hanzo rough and deep and make him howl.

“G…”

He glances up at the sound. Hanzo is flushed, eyes glassy as he watches Jesse sit, his big ruddy dog cock swollen and obscene between his hairy thighs, his big shaggy tail wagging almost reluctantly as he watches his bitch get mounted by another.

“Genji,” Hanzo sighs, pawing inexpertly at his owner’s shoulders until he can get a grip on him, holding on hard as he gets gently fucked, the sound of it loud and obscene in the relative quiet of the little garden.

Genji can smell the sweet scent of Hanzo’s milk, tasting a faint tang whenever he swipes his tongue across the puffy teat until he just has to taste.

He lets Hanzo’s thigh – rounder and softer with pregnancy than it had ever been – slide into the crook of his arm, giving himself more room to stretch up farther, his slim belly pressed snug against Hanzo’s large, warm tummy. He almost feels like he can feel the pups wriggling against him as he seals his mouth around the fat nipple and starts to nurse.

Hanzo whimpers above him, his insides rippling along his owner’s cock, his tail thumping against the soft, springy grass he has laid him out on. Whenever Genji swallows it is accompanied with wet little sounds, his cock flexing and hips humping helplessly as he finally, finally has his puppy once again where he needs him. He shouldn’t have waited as long as he has in the first place.

Distantly, he can hear Jesse whine pitifully, sitting and watching with a heartbroken expression as his bitch gets fucked, though his cock is still dripping and bouncing occasionally as it flexes eagerly.

Genji grunts when he finally comes, grinding in deep, forehead pressed against Hanzo’s chest and lips messy with watery milk. It takes him until he finally sits up, watching his sated pup lie there spent and satisfied, that he realizes Hanzo had also come sometime through his mounting, the underside of his belly sticky with cum.

Genji smirks, stroking a gentle hand across the enormous, taut belly, then gets up on wobbly legs.

What happens then feels surreal; like it is happening in a dream. He only realizes actively what he is doing when he’s already in the middle of it, eyes trained on Jesse’s flushed face, seeing the slow, almost reluctant wag of his tail as he stands above his bitch and pisses on him.

Hanzo freezes, ears flattening against his head, looking for the first time forever indignant and shocked as Genji’s hot piss first hits his chest, cleaning away the last sticky remnants of milk, then directing the stream across his large belly.

Genji feels almost ashamed for how hot the action makes him; the lord putting himself on a level with the beasts, but seeing Jesse’s face as he ends with pissing on Hanzo’s softened, pink cock, he thinks it is well worth it.

I’m very much into the thought that Hanzo never truly realizes how short and fat his dick is until as a young man he actually shares a hot spring bath with Genji and sees what a real dick looks like :’ )

1st Ko-Fi Fic Prompt :)

Here’s the first fic in my list commissioned by @mujaween following this post of Genji hacking McCree’s phone to look at lewd pictures and wanting all the dirty details… got a bit carried away and it got ~2,400 words instead :’ )

“Ugh Genji… come on, you’re a good lad an’ all but I can’t…” Jesse trails off, eyes tracking the movement of the bottle Genji is slowly swaying in front of him, tantalizing as the dark liquid sloshes inside.

Genji hums, the sound a bit robotic behind his mask, and kneels down next to Jesse in a fluid, graceful motion.

“What’s the matter? Don’t like it anymore?”

Jesse’s dark eyes are pinned on the bottle. He wants it badly, Genji can tell, but he’s not yet reaching for it, cheeks going ruddy red beneath his scruffy beard as he shrugs his shoulders and tugs the brim of his hat down to shield his eyes from Genji’s unwavering stare.

“Yourbrother’sgon’beangrywithme’sall,” he slurs quick and under his breath, then adds a bit more intelligible: “Can’t be comin’ home to him stinkin’ of booze all the time.”

Genji shifts minimally, his cock feeling warm and heavy beneath the fabric of his codpiece.

“It’s just once a week,” he wheedles, “Can’t believe the big Jesse McCree is cowed by some little housewife antics.”

Jesse flinches and chokes on his spit, quickly sitting up straight from his slump on the roof of the base and eying Genji nervously… or embarrassed? Genji cocks his head, watching the color of Jesse’s face darken even more before the other suddenly thrusts his arm out and practically snatches the booze out of Genji’s hands.

“Ye’re right. ‘course you are. Just once a week – a man is allowed to enjoy himself, right?”

Genji nods sagely. “Of course he is.”

“Yeah. Yes. ‘Course he is.”

Genji slips closer, settling down next to Jesse, hands folded casually across the swell of his cock beneath the fabric, faceplate in place to shield how hot his cheeks had gotten and how glassy he knew his eyes are already.

Jesse unscrews the booze easy enough and knocks shoulders with Genji amicably, then takes a little swig.

.o.

Jesse is no alcoholic by any stretch of the imagination, but he’s cocky and trusting enough that he lets himself easily get goaded into drinking a bit more than he should.

When he starts rummaging in his serape to fish a cigar out of its depths, it is easy for Genji to nab his phone for a second, place the little chip on the back and push it back into the back pocket of Jesse’s jeans.

He then tucks out his own phone, heart beating fast with adrenalin as he selects the app he needs, watching as a new picture folder is being downloaded.

His mouth goes dry when he finally opens it up and he is presented with Jesse’s private pictures. The latest one just greets him in a tiny preview yet still makes him bite his tongue to keep quiet as he quickly taps on it.

Next to him, Jesse finally has produced the cigar and carefully clips the end, humming a little tune back in his throat. He has no idea what his silent companion is up to as the unreadable mask is directed at the screen of Genji’s phone.

A screen where he can see what he knows is McCree’s dick – fat and ruddy, with his hairy belly visible in the bottom of the frame while the rest is occupied by his very own brother, gazing up with an out-of-it expression as he suckles at the cock.

Genji shifts, free hand dropping between his thighs, grabbing at his cock as he stares mesmerized at the POV shot; how Hanzo’s perfectly groomed beard is already shiny with spit. How there are more tacky spots along his sharp cheekbones where McCree must have rubbed the tip of his cock against – or maybe even slapped Hanzo with his dick, and isn’t that a nice thought? His brother on his knees, begging for cock and getting slapped with a big ruddy dick for his trouble?

Hanzo is almost cross-eyed, staring up into the camera, his dark eyes bottomless and glassy. Needy. There is a bulge in the left side of his cheek where Jesse has pushed his dick into, and Genji wants that so badly he almost feels nauseous.

When he sees the date of the picture, he wants to sob. Last night. Last night Jesse got to fuck his brother; had him on his dick like a cheap whore and made pictures of him sucking his dick – and Genji… Genji has been in his room, grunt fucking his fist against the mattress and imagining it was Hanzo; sloppy and used and just as slutty as he always imagines Hanzo will be.

“Had a good night yesterday? You were gone pretty quick.” He can’t stop staring at the stretch of Hanzo’s lips around a cock, or the metal of McCree’s arm, fingers curled unforgivingly in Hanzo’s hair – ready to pull him down on the dick and use him as a fleshlight.

Jesse grunts noncommittally, then seems to think a bit more on it, eyes squinting into the dark sky as he recollects what he’s been up to – then the corner of his mouth ticks up.

“Yeah. Somethin’ like that. Was good.”

Genji can see that. His eyes are glued to the screen, thumb unwilling to swipe to the next picture. The longer he watches, the more details he can see; like the fact that Hanzo is wearing make-up; subtle but there, the sharp, dark line around his eyes a bit muddied by unshed tears.

God, Genji wants that. Wants to fuck his brother so good he cries.

“Yes? Did you have fun?”

Jesse chuckles, rolling the lit cigar into the corner of his mouth and leaning back against the wall, cocky and satisfied.

“Yep. Had some good wholesome fun with… uh…” He starts to realize with whom he is talking about whom and clears his throat awkwardly, finishing his sentence a bit lame with: “Yeah. Had fun.”

Genji is not deterred. His belly is on fire and his cock is spitting pre-cum against the tight fabric of his codpiece.

“Did my brother save a horse, cowboy?” His voice falls short miles of playful. It is rough and low. It becomes difficult to speak with the mask on, his breath hot and thick until he lifts his mildly shaking hand and unlatches it.

Jesse is quiet for a bit, taking a swig of the booze. He eyes Genji’s face which has to be as flushed as he feels, his hand curled around his phone so tightly that the case creaks.

“Shit,” Jesse murmurs, his cheeks taking on another deep, warm glow. He scratches at the back of his head, not looking at Genji who directs his gaze back down, swipes to the next picture and whimpers very quietly in the back of his throat.

“Yeah… s… s’pose so,” Jesse mutters next to him as Genji stares at his brother in a black dress that almost looks like a maid uniform but does not quite. There are pink slips of fabric everywhere; a silky band around his waist, and a laceline of it along the hem of the skirt. His hair is bound with a pink ribbon as well, though not all of it. It looks more artful like this and less like a necessity, and as he stares at it, something connects in his mind and he swipes back to the first picture and – there it is. The pink little slip of silk just barely visible in the black mess of Hanzo’s hair.

Genji lifts his free hand unthinkingly, biting at it to keep quiet; keep himself from slipping his dick out in front of McCree and fucking it, thinking of his big, serious brother wearing a little dress for his man just yesterday. His tits look fantastic in it, too; his torso is too broad, making the fabric strain, and giving his pecs a plush, full look – like they are perfectly capable to being fucked good.

He thinks back on his little housewife comment earlier and McCree’s weird reaction to it. He closes his eyes and breathes in deeply through his nose.

Jesse is still not looking at him. He seems embarrassed and Genji can’t even fathom it when just yesterday he’s had Hanzo in a dress sucking his dick.

“You definitely pulled the stick out of his ass,” Genji murmurs. Jesse is startled into a laugh, his voice sounding a bit hysterical when he answers: “Don’t know ‘bout that one. If anything I replaced it with somethin’ else.”

Then he takes another quick swig, his face looking pinched – like he is chastising himself for speaking like that, though Genji does not know whether it is because he is talking like that about his lover or because he is talking like that in front of his lover’s brother.

Or maybe both.

Genji pushes on to the next picture and becomes very quiet, staring at it as Jesse mutters under his breath, holding the bottle of booze to his chest like a shield.

Genji feels like crying as he stares at a picture of his brother’s ass. Hanzo seems to be kneeling on a bed or something, bracing himself on his shoulders so his hands are free to reach down and spread his cheeks apart for Jesse’s – Genji’s – viewing pleasure. There is black fabric bunched around his waist, probably of the same damn dress, skirt flipped up to let his lover fuck him and cream his hole; his hole that is flushed an irritated red from usage, loose and wet, obviously freshly dicked as it is still gaping buttery soft, with a thick drip of cum slowly oozing out of it.

Jesse is shifting restlessly next to him; has been for a while now, in fact – both of them quiet for a long time as Genji has been absorbed in the picture of his brother’s fucked-out cunt, and Jesse thinking… whatever.

When Genji glances over, he can see the bulge of his dick. Jesse’s always said that booze made him horny, and thinking of his brother behaving like a cockslut obviously only makes matters worse.

Genji swallows but his throat is still dry.

“How is it?” he asks. Jesse eyes him out of the corner of his eye, then grunts. “How’s what.”

Genji licks his lips, stares down at the screen of his phone, eyes tracking the red gape of Hanzo’s sloppy hole.

“How is it to fuck my brother.”

Jesse goes very still next to him, and for a moment Genji thinks this is it – Jesse will stand and walk away and never talk to him again. He won’t go telling Hanzo, that’s not who Jesse is, but he will definitely not stand for Hanzo’s brother to-

Jesse pushes his hat far down above his eyes until Genji can only see the ruddy red of his cheeks – so very similar to the color of his fat, hard dick when it slips into his brother’s used holes – and the line of his lips clamped tightly around his cigar.

He’s not gone yet, and Genji… Genji has to know. He’s going crazy having these pictures at his disposal; knowing that Hanzo willingly let himself get photographed like this-

“Jesse,” he rasps, leaning forward a bit, hand between his thighs, slipping the codpiece to the side to let his dick at the cool night air, wet with pre-cum and flexing with the need to come. “How is it to fuck my brother. Is he good on your cock? Does he feel nice?”

“Fuck yeah he does,” Jesse grunts, voice wrecked; so deep Genji can barely understand what he’s saying. “Can take me any time of the fucking week; anywhere I want. He’s so hungry for it; can’t fucking keep up with him most o’ the time.”

Jesse pinches the cigar between two fingers to keep it from falling to the floor, his mouth open and wet as he pants, hand on his dick similar to Genji though he has not yet pulled it out.

He sounds haunted; like he has to confide; like he’s been dying to for an eternity and the knowledge of how lewd Hanzo actually is is keeping him up at night.

Genji is jerking off openly now, staring at Jesse. He leans forward, pushes his hat back. He needs to see his eyes; how he looks like a man on a chase. Jesse flinches back a bit, licks his lips, glances at Genji’s face, then at his dick, out and wet and flushed an angry red.

“Shit,” he whispers, then a bit louder once more: “Shit.”

He closes his eyes, swallows, then opens them once again. Stares Genji straight in the eyes.

“He feels like he’s gonna keep your dick for good when you fuck him. He doesn’t wanna let you move but begs for it like a cat in heat. He’ll scratch you up for pullin’ out, an’ for pushin’ in. Pretends like he doesn’t want dick like he needs it to live and gets crazy for it a second later.”

He’s got his cock out now as well, both of them panting, staring at each other jerking off. Genji imagines it; Hanzo acting like a man possessed, howling like a goddamn cat for dick, to get fucked, but not wanting it to move as well.

Jesse curses under his breath, lets his head fall back, hips flexing into his fist. Genji closes his eyes and bites his lips; tries to imagine his brother’s hole on his cock; silky and wet and so very well fucked.

“He’s trained like a seasoned whore,” Jesse suddenly continues, hoarse. Genji bites his tongue. “Can take anything you give ‘im. Loves to be slapped around a bit. Wants to be fucked like a slut and acts like one, too. I-”

Jesse looks almost pained, his fist looking like he’s strangling his dick. “I wanna get him to a gas station sometime. Have him dolled up and ready for use. Watch him get dicked by the truckers. He’d love it, too.”

Genji has trouble swallowing, his tongue hanging out like a dog, cock aching.

“I want him,” he rasps, returning Jesse’s startled gaze, the sound of them jerking off slick and lewd in the cool air. “I want to fuck my big brother, Jesse.”

They stare at each other as they come, cheeks dark red and breaths puffing out, but an understanding between them that makes Genji feel nauseatingly hopeful.

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1. McHanzo+Shimadacest+McShimadacest – Genji is inappropriately interested in the relationship between Jesse and Hanzo. Jesse is very interested in the past relationship of the brothers. ~1.500 words

~~2. wolf!McCree/okami!Hanzo + nomad owner Genji sequel – Genji stakes claim on Hanzo ~1.500 words~~

~~3. McReyes – Gassy bottom Gabriel and reassuring Jesse (hopefully I can do this… :’ ) ) ~1.500 words~~

~~4. Balderich/Hanzo/Reinhardt continuation. ~1.500 words~~

~~5. Housewife!Lúcio with husband of my choice. ~600 words~~

6. McHanzo – Okami!Hanzo being a brat (also thank you a lot for your kind words in your message) ~600 words

7. Reaper76 – A/B/O verse; Gabriel submissively pissing. ~1.500 words

mujaween:

sinlace:

Genji’s fucking around every hole in Hanamura is becoming a problem. Absolutely disgraceful. So Sojiro and Hanzo decide to team up to persuade Genji that the both of them are always ready and waiting for him here at home. They start sending him pictures. Leaving voicemails of them both begging for him. Videos of them spreading their legs and presenting for him.

Genji, cocky as he is, thinks he can take both of them no problem. He is not prepared for both his slutty Anija and Father. Let alone at once.

Please, they get a guard to take a picture of them both bent over on all fours, asses pressed together, and showing off their sparkly princess plugs. Hanzo has a sapphire, and Sojiro a ruby. They send it to Genji with a message that if he comes home now he can have them both ❤️

Nothing can prepare him for two needy bottoms that can both boss him around no problem fighting over who gets his dick first. Both jerking his cock while trying to convince him they deserve the first ride more~ He can’t say no to either of them so he ends up getting milked while they argue 💦

more daddy kink mchanjis for u… bros gotta be fucked at the same time, no taking turns. hanzos a baby about it, he can’t stand not being the center of attention, as much as he loves watching his lil bro take cock like a champ he’ll start to whine and fuss until mccree moves on to him. the only solutions are a) fuck him to sleep every night, which is nigh impossible, he’s too hard to wear out, or b) finger one of them while he tongue-fucks the other and make them both squeal together.

o-oh.

ooohh…..

yes

@mujaween get a fucking load of thisssss

McCree’s jaw is so sore but his boys are whining and he feels like the worst daddy ever. Hanzo wants dick 24/7 and he snuggles with McCree’s cock like it’s a stuffed animal, but Jesse just can’t. He’s horny but he’s also old and needs breaks.

They’re grown men, and especially Genji and Hanzo have been brought up very disciplined, but behind closed doors they just get super spoiled and bratty. Or, more accurately, Hanzo becomes super spoiled and bratty and vocal about it. Genji becomes very quiet and almost shy and it breaks Jesse’s heart a lot, but trying to give Genji some loving is very difficult if Hanzo is whining for it too and spreading his cheeks to show off his sloppy hole.

im thinking of mccree sort of… accidentally? taking on the role of daddy dom for the shimada bros, young or present. he hears stories of the things they were put through at the hands of the clan and jokingly disowns their father.. for them. “im yer daddy now” sort of deal. and the boys are more than eager to accept him, jokes aside. turns out he’s actually really into it and ends up being able to satisfy both of their subby sides at once. oh, and mccree is the King of Aftercare, ofc

heck yeah ❤ I love me some daddy McCree being good to his boys and putting them a bit through their paces. I think he’d be really good at it; especially when it’s about snuggling and pampering them

@mujaween

mujaween:

kinkyhanzo:

mujaween:

Sojizo- Omega!Sojiro/Omega!Hanzo

I can’t stop thinking about Sojiro and Hanzo rubbing against each other, kissing deeply while fingering the other’s hole open

Sojiro would appoint himself to take care of Hanzo during his heats because he can’t trust ANYONE (even other omegas) not to breed his son and make him ‘impure’ for his wedding

//deep inhales// Sojiro is absolutely fucking right not to trust anyone else with Hanzo because his son is such a needy mess, always begging for papa to fill his needy little hole up, always complains; ‘please papa it hurts so much’ and Sojiro hushes him and tells him that he knows

who else could resist Hanzo when he’s being so insistent

n at least when Hanzo has three fingers buried in his papa’s slit he knows Sojiro is telling the truth ;3 they’re both aching for a good, fat alpha knot

Hanzo doesn’t care if it’s an omega cock he wants Chichi to scratch his itch ❤️

But Sojiro needs his “pure” omega heir so they both have to make due with fucking each other open in three fingers, Hanzo isn’t allowed to use a toy so neither is Sojiro ❤️

I love submissive daddy getting bullied around by his pillow princess omega son T.T ffff