Extension January 2023 Drabble #1 (Patreon)

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Soldier76/Hanzo – porn actor au; actor!Soldier; fluffer!Hanzo; pining – Jack just really wants to get his dick wet in Hanzo... is that so bad? :(

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Jack is used to wet holes around his dick as a porn actor. It had taken a while for him to really get into the swing of things, so to speak, but he’s been working with the whole crew often enough to have come to some sort of routine.

With the new fluffer duo Hanzo and Genji, that routine had stopped for him abruptly. Not so much Genji, but Hanzo most of all had thrown him for a loop. He can’t put his finger on why but something about his demeanor just fascinates Jack to no end.

The way he talks and looks… he does not seem to fit onto the set of porn. At least not behind the camera. There is something ‘high-class’ about him. Like their roles should be reversed or Jack should apologize for the fact that Hanzo has to kneel down and tend to his erection.

He tries his hardest not to watch, to focus on paint drying or a grandmother baking a pie – anything so he wouldn’t mess it all up and come as they wait for the rest of the crew to come back from their lunch.

He can’t come. Not now. Not with Hanzo cowering in front of him and looking devastatingly handsome.

The result is even more unfortunate: his dick starts softening, so Hanzo has to put in even more effort. He sucks his dick. And Jack is panicking something fierce. That wet suction and a slippery little tongue dancing over the swollen tip of his cock… it’s so much like so many other holes he’s dicked on camera and yet it just hits different.

He closes his eyes and nervously plays with the water bottle in his hand, turning it over and over again because it is either that or start to hump Hanzo’s throat like a twenty year old.

There’s almost no noise in the room. The last stragglers have left them to their own devices so Jack is treated to the wet sounds of Hanzo sucking cock and bobbing his head. He peers down at one point to see that Hanzo has pulled out his phone and is idly scrolling some news article while he sucks Jack.

He hates how hot it gets him. His dick flexes which obviously doesn’t get past Hanzo who suddenly looks up. His irises are so dark, they might as well be black. He’s going a bit cross-eyed which… fuck. That look should be illegal. Jack can feel himself flushing so he quickly stares straight ahead, swallowing.

Hanzo must have found him out. There is simply… no way…

.oOo.

Jack looks, if anything, even more pissed now that he’s noticed Hanzo is on his phone. He slowly pulls off with a slurp, tugging out a handkerchief he has handy just for situations such as this so he can keep himself nice and presentable.

“Is this… acceptable for you?” he asks, lightly moving his phone in his hand once Jack flicks his gaze back down at him.

It’s just a quick stare before he’s back staring into the middle distance, his jaw working as he grinds his teeth.

“Sure,” he says. He’s so curt, one would think he gets paid by the word.

Had Hanzo not clearly felt his cock flexing, he’d ask again just to make sure… but like that, he leaves it be and gets back to work.

Jack’s cock had filled out quickly once he got his lips on it. That usually did the trick. So now it’s just about keeping him nice and hard for the remainder of the break so he can go back straight to work afterwards… and leave Hanzo with a distracting aftertaste of dick and pre-cum.

Jack is one of the wet ones, too… generously dribbling against Hanzo’s tongue and forcing him to swallow every now and then as he holds him nice and warm in his mouth. It’s really no wonder that he’s a stud.

Hanzo is used to so many dicks but he has to admit that he is partial for Jack’s. It’s nice and girthy, the fat vein pulsing against his tongue.

He tastes good. So good, in fact, that Hanzo tends to get into his own head about it, his muscles loosening up and warmth spreading through his body as he stops thinking about this as purely work and more like it is a treat for him.

It is utterly shameful to admit, so he doesn’t. He slowly bobs his head, taking Jack in deeper and deeper until he is just skirting the edges of deep-throating him. It’s not what he usually offers as a fluffer and he has to force himself to calm down. He doesn’t want to be known as a slut like his brother…

Still, he feels as if he’s been about to drop into some kind of sub space when the small bubble around him and Jack suddenly pops as the door opens and the crew comes back.

.oOo.

Jack sighs through his nose when the crew comes back and Hanzo slips off of him with entirely too much grace. He can’t say whether he is disappointed or relieved. Hanzo had taken him in deeper and deeper, probably feeling like Jack wouldn’t be able to keep the erection if he didn’t put in a lot more work…

And all Jack had been able to do is focus on past missions and mistakes he made so he wouldn’t come the moment he could feel his tip starting to nudge against the back of Hanzo’s throat.

There are deep crescent moon marks in his palms where he’s dug in his nails with entirely too much force. He can tell that he’s sweating and that his make-up will need a touch-up because of it. He doesn’t want to see their face with the knowing little smirk. They are way too perceptive and he hopes they’ll never ask him about his entirely too obvious and very embarrassing crush on their very professional fluffer.

Hanzo, as expected, looks unaffected as he climbs back up to his feet and wipes a bit of moisture from the corner of his mouth with his thumb. Jack can only stare at the motion, his dick flexing hard for all the goddamn room to see.

Everybody knows that the ‘old soldier’ has a big, fat crush on their sexy fluffer… everybody but Hanzo, that is. At least Jack hopes as much. He doesn’t want him to feel weird about it or like he has to go for other movies that Jack doesn’t star in.

God, he looks so good… even with his head down, attention already back on his phone as if he had been doing his taxes instead of sucking dick for the past half hour. He looks so put together… he could go out and apply for a clerk job in a bank if it weren’t for his swollen and flushed lips.

Jack stares at them as Hanzo mutters something that sounds like ‘see you later’ while walking past. God, he wishes he could have properly used him. Grab his head and hold him nice and steady as he pumped his hips and grunt fucked his cock down that tight, sucking throat. He wishes that his performance would still be something that would awe Hanzo instead of a thing he sees every day and that probably doesn’t impress him any longer. Fuck… instead of showing him what a stud he can be and maybe skipping over the flirting part that Jack has been absolutely abysmal in his own life, he’d just been sitting there and trying his hardest not to give Hanzo a nice hot load right into his belly.

All he can think about is Hanzo going through the motion, doing his job. It’s hot. And it’s frustrating. He wants Hanzo to know that he jerks himself off thinking about how he sucks off other guys with a bored, aloof expression. But he also doesn’t want him to know… it sounds utterly too pathetic in his head.

So he tries not to show anything at all when Gabriel calls for them to continue their scene.

Professional. Just stay goddamn professional. That’s not difficult, is it?

.oOo.

It is difficult. It is extremely difficult, even. Jack finds his eyes wandering, staring past Angela to the other side of the room where Hanzo is standing, leaning against a wall and scrolling on his phone.

His overheated mind keeps replacing Angela’s pussy with Hanzo’s. He’s never fucked him but he’s sure it’s tight and hot and would grip him like a goddamn dream.

Gabriel keeps reprimanding him that he’s looking in the direction of the camera or is very much not paying attention to Angela at all, but his attention keeps drifting despite his best intentions.

He just so badly wants Hanzo as more than just a vaguely interested mouth around his straining cock. He wants to show him a good time. And maybe take him out for dinner.

Fuck, he’s just so hot…

And Jack is utterly hopeless. And helpless.

Hanzo’s lips are still swollen and red from sucking his dick. He keeps staring at them, willing Hanzo to look up and watch him and recognize what a perfect stud he could be for him –

“Hey… hey, slow the fuck down- Jack! Don’t you dare-”

It’s too late, though. Jack comes like a freight train in the middle of the shoot, eyes still on Hanzo, head full of dreams about how tight and responsive his hole would be around him.

But all he gets for his trouble is a telling off from Gabriel and a mildly confused look by the unknowing object of his obsessions.

Damn.