Extension April 2021 Drabble #1 (Patreon)

Extension of the 1st April Drabble (Patreon Link)

Jesse/Hanzo – Hanzo is busy reading the news or whatever... but Jesse is horny NOW :(

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Jesse crawls on the bed. He can hear Hanzo grunting in annoyance when the mattress is jostled by his considerable weight, and he loses his spot in the article he’s been reading. He throws Jesse a small glare over his shoulder, then turns back to his device.

There’s a bit of a flush on the top of his shoulders. The only concession that he gives to being a little flustered by the whole affair. It doesn’t bother Jesse. He’s fucked a lot of unresponsive things in his lifetime. He doesn’t care. Not when he can hook his fingers into the back of Hanzo’s tiny shorts and pull them down more rudely than necessary so he can watch the jiggle of his cheeks.

“Damn, babydoll… just look at them…”

“I won’t.” Hanzo sighs deeply, briefly letting his head fall forward in exasperation before he peers at him over his shoulder yet again, dark eyes glittering dangerously. “Do what you must. Quietly. And refrain from pulling me into your half-baked schemes.”

“Kinda difficult if you’re directly involved in them, wouldn’t you say?” Jesse croons. He leaves Hanzo’s little shorts beneath his cheeks for now to keep them pushed up, and slides his thumb into the lower gap to press it right against Hanzo’s warm, silky taint.

Hanzo jumps a little at the sudden touch. His gaze becomes more of a glare now. Jesse lifts his free hand in capitulation and mimes zipping up his mouth.

His cock is slowly pulsing; it’s a vague pain right at the fat tip of it that is very easily ignored – for now. Hanzo goes back to his reading, which is probably the best outcome. Jesse doesn’t need his input anyway; he knows exactly how to treat an ass like that.

Hanzo’s got preferences, and he wants to see if he can’t make him drop that damn princely act to start singing for him a little.

But first thing’s first: the shorts.

His cock is distracting, but he’s old enough that he doesn’t need to immediately do something about the slow throb that keeps pulling his attention to the ruddy thing. Reyes would be absolutely thrilled to hear that McCree eventually did learn not to think with his dick 24/7.

Jesse is gentle in pulling down Hanzo’s little shorts, knuckles gently brushing over the decadent sprawl of the tattoo curling over Hanzo’s right hip and down his leg. He shows off his tits so much that knowing he’s one of the few people even knowing about this one is still getting him weirdly excited.

Soon enough he has him naked and one of his legs pushed up by his knee, baring him to Jesse’s greedy gaze. His hole is just as pink and lewd as he remembers from that morning (haha) and the piercing through his taint just as glittering and mesmerizing.

Hanzo is just so damn… clean and silky everywhere. Jesse leans down. He idly fucks his cock against the bedding while he makes a meal out of everything Hanzo has to offer.

Usually it would get the archer nice and going when he pushes his tongue against the pout of his hole or the smooth skin of his taint, but this time… he remains completely quiet, just minding his own business and blocking out what Jesse is doing to him, as if he didn’t have his ass spread right now, getting it licked sloppy wet in preparation of the fat cock that wants to stuff his belly full to bursting.

Jesse isn’t really prepared for how hot he thinks this is. He arches his hips down, grinding his cock against the bedding while he focuses in on Hanzo’s cunt to try and get it as loose as possible.

Not too much, a little voice at the back of his head suddenly pipes up. Should let him feel a nice burn… can’t ignore me if I put some fire in his belly.

He pulls back a little, staring at the glistening space he has worked over. Everything between Hanzo’s cheeks is pink now from the rasp of his beard, his hole winking open for him just a little. God, he is so fucking hot-

Jesse forces himself to pull back and get onto his knees. He has to almost do the damn splits to get himself low enough that his dick can nose up against its greedy little friend – but he’s pretty sure if he tries to pull Hanzo’s hips up, he’ll get another telling off, so he takes it in stride.

The things he does just to get his dick wet.

He can see Hanzo’s fingers twitch against the sides of his pad when Jesse starts to push into him… cock spreading his muscles apart slow but steady; pushing… pushing… There is the point of the widest stretch; the one where he always pauses because Hanzo digs his nails into his shoulders until they are close to drawing blood.

This time, Hanzo doesn’t make a sound. His fingers keep twitching, but his eyes are glued to the screen and no other reaction is forthcoming.

Jesse stays still regardless, just to enjoy the moment himself before he finally moves on and has the ridge pop in past the desperate clench of Hanzo’s body.

He exhales explosively. He’s done this so many times now, but it always gives him the same delirious rush when Hanzo’s muscles finally give in and he can slide into that tight, silky heat.

Looking down, Hanzo’s ears have gotten a bit red, but he is still focused on the article he is reading. Jesse tries for a moment to get a rough understanding of what it is about, but the heat around his cock is too much to handle, so he just stops and takes care of himself.

He rocks his hips, cock sliding out a little, then pushing back in. There’s not much slick other than the bit he smeared onto his shaft, so he has to move slow and steady and try to force Hanzo’s muscles into submission.

They’re just as stubborn as the guy himself. Every now and then there is a low grunt coming from Hanzo, but he stays determined to focus on his reading instead of making things just a tad easier for Jesse.

Figures. He’s an obstinate little bitch at the best of times – but that’s what Jesse likes so much about the guy. There’s something insanely hot about someone who looks like Hanzo barking at you in the tone of a drill sargent to not come yet and definitely not pull out.

Having him so passively beneath him now is a completely new experience. One that Jesse comes to adore just as much. He grabs Hanzo’s waist, bracing himself on him as he starts to fuck him with a bit more gusto. Hanzo’s muscles still want to protest, but they have gotten a lot softer by now. It is as if they only grudgingly remember how to be a good slut and take a fucking.

God, why is Hanzo being such a little bitch so damn hot?!

“F-Fuck… Hanzo, I-”

Hanzo shushes him with the sharp intonation of a tea kettle about to whistle that it is done. He turns his head briefly to throw Jesse his dirtiest look yet, completely ignoring how his face has flushed and become a little shiny with sweat.

“Silence, or you will stop immediately!”

Jesse can’t help but whine like a dog. He bites the tip of his tongue and clenches his eyes shut, trying to stay quiet as he fucks him faster and with more force still. By now his hips are producing lewd slapping sounds against Hanzo’s plump ass, his cock squelching as it displaces the lube in Hanzo’s now swollen and loose cunt.

He has managed to push himself as far as possible inside, and only jerks back in little inches to rut back into Hanzo just a second later. His thighs are burning from the immense stretch, but it is not enough to keep him from wanting to grunt fuck Hanzo until he finally can pump him full with a load.

Hanzo’s complete disregard of his effort is stoking the flames in his belly. Part of him wants to fuck him so hard that he has no option but to acknowledge him… the other part wants him to keep ignoring what is being done to him; just lying there and reading his goddamn article while his body gets used the way it is meant to be used.

Jesse only notices their reflection in the closed bathroom door when he can already feel his orgasm tingling in the tips of his toes… but seeing himself slaving away on top of Hanzo, flushed a ruddy red and giving it to him in harsh, deep thrusts while Hanzo looks so… looks so unaffected by it all, scrolling through his tablet…

It really gives him the rest. He lets his head hang low, groaning like a bull as he deposits his load as deep as possible in Hanzo’s guts.

He takes a minute or two, then slowly pulls back, swollen cock popping out of the used hole. He stumbles off the bed and nearly crashes to the floor because his legs feel as loose as cooked pasta.

Jesse makes his way into the bathroom to clean his dick. When he comes back, Hanzo is still lying there, one knee up to open his ass to the room, his hole brick red and swollen; gaping; dripping the first dollop of cum as Hanzo keeps reading is goddamn articles.

Fuck… fuck, that’s really hot.