Patreon Compilation – Fic#151 – McCree/Hanzo – Minotaur AU; alternate chapter; female Hanzo; minotaur!Jesse – Bull And Cow (Patreon)

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McCree/Hanzo – Jesse just loves playing with Hanzo and fucking with their head, no matter what gender :)

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Hanzo’s heart is pumping against her ribs hard enough to hurt as Jesse leans forward and keeps her pinned against one of the thick iron bars of his cage. It’d be reasonably easy to just slip out between the gaps, but his hand is curled firmly into her long ponytail and she is not willing to give that up just yet.

She is maybe a bit too proud of her long, jet black hair. Her father has told her that her vanity would be her downfall one of these days. She just hadn’t thought that it would come in the form of a huge bull beast that is currently close enough to slowly inhale the scent from her throat.

“Do all human females smell like a meadow of flowers?” Jesse rumbles. The close proximity of his voice has her skin pebble into sensitive goosebumps. She lifts an arm to curl around her chest and hide her perky nipples.

“Some, maybe. Now unhand me.” Her tongue feels too dry for her mouth. She doesn’t think she’s ever been so stupidly excited in her life. What is it about this monster that has her body going crazy like this? Her pussy keeps tingling and she just knows that it is starting to wet through the fabric of the fundoshi she has wrapped around herself this morning. While thinking of this beast. Hoping that it would give her some reprieve by hugging her snatch nice and tight…

Apparently it doesn’t work the way she had hoped to.

Jesse ignores her demand completely. He has one huge hand free to do as he pleases, which is to first gently pull her arm away and then start to drag down on the kimono she is wearing. He exposes first one vulnerable shoulder, pulling her arm out of the sleeve and lifting it up high so he can duck down and press is wide nose against her armpit.

Hanzo’s whole body is alight now. She can feel the tickle of his deep inhale right down to the tips of her toes. Her back arches against her will, kimono hanging on to the swell of her left tit by the skin of its teeth. It is so ready to expose her to the greedy bull… and her snatch keeps clenching down; drooling into her underwear.

Wanting it so badly.

Jesse’s huge tongue comes out, dragging warm and silky over her armpit. He does it so slow… like he is enjoying every last second of how he is making Hanzo squirm and short of breath.

Hanzo is not shy and certainly has to qualms telling an unwanted suitor off, but this… she can’t bring herself to utter a single word. She can barely breathe as is. Jesse’s presence is holding her still against the bars even as he lets go of her hair to instead playfully tug on the kimono so it finally slips not only off her other shoulder but also exposes her flushed tits to the warm stable air.

Jesse finally pulls is attention away from her vulnerable, naked armpit and instead drags his wide mouth over to her breasts. He nuzzles them slowly, testing just how plush they are with the breadth of his nose that he keeps pushing into them, squishing and squeezing in the process.

He murmurs a deep and rumbly: “Sweet little teats…” before suddenly opening his mouth and closing it around her painfully erect nipple. The strength of suction that a bull like Jesse can offer has Hanzo’s eyes involuntarily roll into her head, mouth falling open and jaw working around a breathless little cry that is stuck in her throat. Her body is burning up. The ache of him nursing relentlessly is just dull enough to be acceptable and has her hips twisting and arching. She is trying to somehow rub her pussy against the thick metal rod he has her pinned against.

When Jesse pulls back, he does so while suckling, pulling on her soft tit and having Hanzo grit her teeth until he finally opens the seal with a lewd sounding pop. His muzzle his wet with a bit of saliva. Hanzo can’t stop staring at it or the big tongue that comes out and wraps over his broad nose a few times.

“Hmmnnn no milk… Has nobody bred you up yet? Or has it been so long since your last calf… mmmhh it doesn’t matter. I can change that up for you… Get you pumped up nice and full…”

As he croons at her with this damning confidence, he reaches between her legs and cups her pussy into his huge palm. Hanzo has to spread her thighs to accommodate him. His middle finger presses along her ass crack. He’s just so big…

“Such an itty-bitty pussy… we’ll need to work on that. Can’t sit you on my cock like that, I’d split ya in half, princess.”

He’s right. Of course he’s right. She hasn’t stopped trying to sneak peeks at his dick, only able to see little glimpses of what she can only assume is a massive cock. She’s spent the last two nights rubbing orgasms out just thinking about that monster… thinking about hugging it to her belly and nuzzling the tip; just using it like a big plush animal even though Hanzo hasn’t liked dolls a single day in her goddamn life.

She’d break the rule just so she could play with-

Her eyes fly open, hands clutching involuntarily at Jesse’s big horns as he pushes one fat finger into her plump pussy. There’s no burn, she’s too damn wet for his rough skin to catch anywhere. Instead he spreads her open so wide, sliding in nice and slow and deep and taking her breath away completely.

She hadn’t even noticed him casually tugging her fundoshi to the side.

His horns make for perfect handles as she clutches them just to not sink to the ground; not that he would have let her anyway. She must way nothing to a big bull like him… though Jesse seems to thoroughly enjoy the sight of her tits dangling in front of his face like that.

His warm breath keeps tickling her belly as he slowly fucks her with his finger.

“Sensitive little slut… are you a virgin? You smell so ripe… I’ve noticed your stares. Been difficult not to. You’re so thirsty for cock, aren’t you? Sneaking around, trying to catch glimpses… wanting all those dicks in your cute little gash…”

He pulls his finger out of her slowly. Hanzo almost chokes on her tongue as she tries to stop him; make it put right back into her and fuck her to completion. There’s an orgasm just dancing outside of her reach and it’s driving her insane.

Jesse lifts his hand to show her the glistening wet middle finger before he slowly starts licking it clean of her juices.

Hanzo feels like she is going to die on the spot; her clothes hang off her body uselessly; showing off all that she has to offer. It would be a disaster if someone were to come inside now but all she has eyes for is the bull that is looking at her with those big gentle eyes.

“I… I demand-” she doesn’t have enough breath to demand anything. Her heart is thumping so hard, it feels like it is clogging up her throat and keeping her from doing anything but stand there, trembling, clutching at Jesse’s horns and slowly and embarrassingly dripping onto the ground of his cage.

Jesse huffs, the warm puff of air tickling the painfully erect tips of her breasts. She’s going insane…

“You demand? What do you demand… tell me.” He puts his hands into his lap, not touching her for now.

Hanzo tries to gather her scattered dignity about her like a torn dress but all that she manages is dig the hole deeper as she stares at his broad tongue occasionally swiping over his nose and imagines it doing the same with her juicy plum.

“Don’t stop,” she croaks. It’s supposed to be an order but it’s so feeble it sounds like she’s begging. And she is. She just can’t help it. He’s twisted her up into this little knot of sensitive nerves and all she can do is keep from crying.

He huffs again. Without answer, he leans in, doing just what she has asked for but not what she wanted. Not really.

He stuffs his big snout back under her armpit, huffing and licking the sensitive skin, while his wet fingers grasp onto the very tip of her breast and twist the aching nipple until she bursts.

It doesn’t take more than that. Hanzo comes without any attention to her poor pussy, knees shaking and eyes rolling into her head as she shakes through an orgasm that is more intense than anything she has felt before.

It’s like she must have fallen unconscious for just a few precious seconds. Like she has to reboot after that; her whole body shaking and sensitive and her skin feeling three times too small for her body.

By the time she opens her eyes again, Jesse is just sitting there, his head bent to let her hold on to him for support. As sweet and docile as ever even though his aura is smug.

She knows that he’s got her in the palm of his hand now.

And worst is… he knows as well.