Patreon Compilation – Fic#204 – Hanzo/Cassidy – spiritwolf!Cassidy; pregnant sex; becoming a family – Love At First Smell 2 (Patreon)

Hanzo/Cassidy – Hanzo changes in multiple ways due to Cole's magic and his seed. They really do become a family now.

Part 1 (Patreon Link)

Part 2 (This Part)

Part 3 (Patreon Link) (Part 3 actually takes place in the middle of this part. I put a mention in when it might fit best)

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Hanzo just knows that he’s already taken. He’s pretty sure that Cole being the… magnificent being that he is must feel it as well, those puppies he’s put deep into Hanzo’s belly starting to form and grow… yet he still insists on breeding him at every given opportunity.

Hanzo’s hips ache sweetly from spreading his legs so often for his mate… and then his hole aches just as much once he starts to transform for his breeding sessions, tail swishing to the side, offering himself up to the glittering, glinting spirit wolf; showing him everything he has to offer and letting himself get used the way he had been secretly dreaming about for ages.

He feels… fulfilled in so many ways. Full of puppies, full of cock, full of… affection. Cole rarely leaves his side. He seems obsessed with Hanzo which he adores. He is not ashamed to admit that he loves being the center of attention.

Yet, something still is missing, which he only realizes that special night; the one where he’s already got a nice, round belly and the puppies start sitting heavily on his bladder and prostate, keeping him constantly, damnably horny and in need of a piss. It’s when Cole mounts him again, his glinting spectral body blanketing him like the night sky itself as he sings his teeth into the crook of Hanzo’s neck as his almost painfully hot cock slides in so very, very deep, knocking up against the place Hanzo is keeping their puppies nice and snug in-

Hanzo’s mouth opens wide in surprise at the warmth suddenly flooding his body. He can feel himself changing, his body moving without his consent as it slides into his wolf form. Part of him wonders whether the warmth he feels is because of Cole’s seed or whether he pissed himself (again) from the pups bouncing on his bladder and his whole body just feeling so good from the breeding-

but the sensation prevails throughout his whole body, starting at the bite to the junction of shoulder and neck and radiating throughout his whole being. There is no pain. There is no worry that Cole might rip out his throat so close to him finally giving birth to those big, healthy puppies…

There are lights dancing around the cave, much brighter than they are when Cole’s glinting star coat catches the light of the moon from outside and reflects them against the stone surrounding him.

It takes Hanzo quite a while to realize that it must be streaming out from his own two eyes, bright like torches.

His body trembles, his muscles warm and ready to release.

Cole’s thrusts are fast and desperate. He is chasing his own orgasm, red hot cock knocking up against Hanzo’s womb again and again, making the puppies shift about restlessly as if annoyed by the disturbance; and Hanzo, in the throes of it all, has no chance but to cum, hard enough to black out for a few seconds, his brain all but flat-lining before coming back online with the sensation of Cole’s jaws digging in just a bit harder for a moment. Finally sealing the deal between the two of them. Finally signing on the dotted line to bind them together properly as mates.

Something clicks inside Hanzo, which is when he finally notices that something had indeed still been missing but was now where it was supposed to be. He relaxes awkwardly with his ass in the air, letting Cole knot him.

It’s only much, much later that he notes the changes in his own body. Markings on his formerly white fur that extended up from his paws and over his arms which had not been there previously, and a kind of low, thrumming power he could feel pulsing through his veins.

Cole looks interested but not necessarily surprised.

“Mmnnhh… thought so.”

“What do you mean?” Hanzo shifts a little to the side to take off the pressure from his stomach and the aching wound in his neck. It hurts, yes… but not anywhere near the way he would have thought. Later he would find that it had already mostly healed up.

“It took me so long t’ find you… makes sense you’d be what you are,” Cole croons. He’s licking Hanzo’s muzzle now. His words make absolutely no sense but Hanzo is too tired to keep poking.

It’s not difficult to understand once he’s had time to look at his reflection in a river and really think about it. Whatever Cole had done to him, it had awakened something inside him. Had he always been something old and celestial? It feels like he must have been alive a lot longer than he should have been able to.

He feels awkward in his own body like a young pup; his fur is glowing like the moon, pushing away the darkness of the night – and Cole is right there to comfort him through it. Hanzo doesn’t know what he had thought of their… union before. He hadn’t thought much about it at all, maybe. Cole had been like a storm, pushing him along and rolling over him without mercy – quite literally at times.

(PART 3)

Now that he is curling his neck around Hanzo’s in a canine hug, mingling his starry fur with Hanzo’s moonshine… he can feel the warm blanket of affection.

Hanzo, putting his head against Cole’s chest for comfort and feeling the insistent, low pull inside his body asks: “What have you done to me?”

He half-startles from his own voice. He had never been able to talk in his shifted form… but he can also feel that he has become something else. He’s… evolved. Transcended?

“I made you mine,” Cole croons, smoothly adding on: “And I made myself yours.” He pulls away, licking Hanzo’s ear in warm, affectionate drags of his tongue. “Did you think I only wanted those pups?”

Hanzo did, maybe. It’s difficult to remember. He’s been in a trance of ecstasy since they finally found each other, Cole’s warm, spicy scent filling every inch of his being and not leaving him be.

Maybe there had been a pool of anxiety making him fear the moment he gave him those pups, unsure whether a spirit wolf like him even functioned under the same rules as everybody else.

It doesn’t matter now. They’re together – it’s all that matters. That and the pups heavy in his stomach, driving him insane in the best way possible slowly but surely.

He stays close to Cole on their way back to the cave, brushing up to him like a cat, feeling the warmth and comfort of having his mate close by… and knowing that that won’t change. Never.

Cole will put puppies after puppies into his womb. They will watch them run through the night sky, glittering like stars and rushing down to the earth like comets. Searching for their own mates. Living their lives.

Yet before that can happen, Hanzo will have to birth his very first pups.

Cole is there. Of course he is. He’s almost too curious, sticking his snout beneath Hanzo’s tail as he lies in labor and gently lapping his swollen hole. It is as embarrassing as it feels simply amazing, soothing at least some of his aches.

One would think that having become a celestial wolf would mean that he is above these earthly struggles… but there is something charming to it as well. Like Cole’s underlying nervousness as he gently mounts him, fucking into him with rocking, smooth thrusts while licking the side of Hanzo’s face.

Hanzo can just melt into the ground and let him do all the work. Let him gentle him into relaxing and letting his cervix open up for their puppies.

They kiss, licking each other’s muzzles. It’s so silent in the cave tonight… just the breathing of them both. Even the leafs outside have stopped rustling it seems.

“My beautiful mate,” Cole whispers as he slowly rocks into Hanzo, pushing him up higher and higher in slow, mind-bending waves. “Giving me strong, healthy pups…”

He will. He will. He really will.

Hanzo throws his head back with a hoarse howl, trying to drag his paws against the ground for purchase just to do… something while the softest orgasm yet is rolling through him, shaking his body and making his muscles first contract, then relax. It’s a good thing he’s already lying on his side, ready to push.

For once he doesn’t care whether Cole got to come or not. He definitely can’t have him knotting him now when he can feel the first stubby snout starting to slide into his channel, his cervix stretching over a head.

Cole is crouching close to the ground next to him, licking Hanzo’s muzzle and teeth, trying to comfort him through it all.

He needn’t have. It hurts, yes, but Hanzo has never felt better than he now in this moment; birthing their pups and being comforted through it all by his mate.

A lifetime of loneliness and longing, searching for that particular scent that makes him warm and fuzzy inside has finally come to an end.

He’ll never be alone again. He’ll never have to miss Cole’s warm scent or the feeling of unconditional love again.

He’ll live forever with him. With them.