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shanediomorrissey · 4 months
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cyberrat · 11 months
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72nd Batch Of Fics: 6th Fill
Hanzo/Cassidy – Rough and Tumble AU – Part 9 – cont B67F6 – premature ejaculation – Cole is still fighting with that pesky premature ejaculation problem he's got :')
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Hanzo throws a leg over Cole’s hips, hands pushing down against his hairy chest. His usual lovers are all nice and shaved but there is something that always stays his tongue when he is about to order Cassidy to go and do the same.
He curls his fingers slightly, pinching the crips hairs between his fingers and pulling until he sees tears shooting into Cole’s eyes. He hisses and shifts a little beneath Hanzo… but other than that he stays nice and put.
Here, at least, his training is showing through.
His Adam’s Apple bobs as he swallows thickly, staring up at his sugar daddy in anticipation of his order, though he must already know what Hanzo wants of him.
“You will not come until I tell you to,” Hanzo says in a low voice. He reaches behind himself with one hand, briefly searching for his stud’s cock. It is big and warm and practically leaps into his palm. He holds it still while he drags his ass crack along the shaft.
Hanzo can feel it flexing in his grip, throbbing nice and slow in time with the heartbeat he can feel against his palm.
“Do you understand? I am sick of your pitiful little demonstrations of your… stamina.” The last he says with enough disdain to have Cole shift again, his cheeks becoming ruddy red beneath his unkempt beard. His lovely dark eyes shift to the side but he hisses and looks back up at Hanzo when he once again gets his chest hair tugged on.
“Yes, Sir,” he rasps obediently.
Hanzo can feel a fat droplet of moisture against the sensitive inside of his wrist. He lifts one brow, staring down at Cole in challenge as he slowly lifts on his knees and situates his cock against his loose hole, wet with lubricant.
He arches his back and positions himself before slowly letting himself slide down on Cole’s cock. It’s big and warm and feels absolutely perfect inside him. He’s already addicted to this idiot mutt’s dick… if only he would finally learn to properly use it.
Hanzo is not overly fond of sitting on him; he rather likes to spread is legs and let his studs do all the work; but the last few times he’s let Cole have a go at him, he pumped his load so ridiculously fast that he thinks this might be better after all.
Even though he doesn’t sound like it. He already whines like a puppy, briefly gripping at Hanzo’s legs before quickly letting go again.
No roughhousing and leaving marks.
Hanzo enjoys the feeling of fullness for a moment or two, just breathing through it and trying to find a position for his legs that will let him ride Cassidy for a bit before his muscles start cramping.
It doesn’t really help. He’s only gotten in a few slow, delicious drags up and down when the mutt already starts to beg.
“Uh… S-Sir? Sir, please- I… I’m aboutta-” Cole’s lovely deep voice has crawled up an octave or two. There’s a tremble of absolute desperation in it, his brown eyes huge and panicky.
Hanzo’s hand shoots down, grabbing a hold of the young stud’s shaggy beard to pull on his head. “You won’t!” he gasps, insides clenching down on the juicy young man cock he’s riding. His whole body is primed for release itself. “You won’t! Not yet!”
He rides faster, harder, desperate to get his own release before Cole has a chance to disappoint him again and pump out his gooey, warm load before Hanzo.
Cole wheezes. It kind of sounds like a sob which Hanzo definitely likes. Gets him far closer to his own release, in any case. He does not mean to keep his claw-like grasp on the young man’s beard but he holds on either way. He is too focused on his own body; the burn in his thighs as he desperately pumps his body up and down, fucking himself on the stud cock.
Determined to carve an orgasm out for himself before Cole has a chance to ruin everything again. No matter how mean he is playing with him over and over again, the hairy idiot finds a way to disappoint Hanzo all over again…
(Not that he isn’t flattered by just how hot and horny Cole is for him. How obviously the idiot is head over heels for this older, distinguished gentleman and the abuse he can dish out for him. It might be the only reason that he keeps him around in the first place.)
Cole’s wheezing becomes whimpering. Against his orders, he grabs Hanzo, his big hands warm on his master’s thighs, fingertips digging into his muscles. Oh, he will put bruises on Hanzo’s flawless skin.
This mutt…
“Sir please- Fuck- your pussy feels so damn good-” He shifts, nearly toppling Hanzo as he digs his heels into the bed and lifts his knees behind him.
Hanzo’s eyes flare, his hand immediately tightening on Cole’s beard, pulling on it until he sees his face lightly twisting in pain. “Don’t!” he hisses at him. But those pretty brown eyes are looking at him in apology.
They both know what will happen now. That Cole can stop it just as little as Hanzo can as his hands slip from Hanzo’s thighs up to his hips, holding on to him tight and pumping his hips up to meet him.
Hanzo grits his teeth, closing his eyes, trying to let the feeling of this unruly hooligan so easily manhandling him push him over the edge himself… but no. No, his annoyance over the lack of discipline wins out and his orgasm slides back into some murky depths while his hole gets used by Cole as if the mutt had any right to it.
He grunts with the effort of snapping his hips up once, twice, thrice – his fat cock drilling into Hanzo deeper even than he had been able to do sitting on those wide, sturdy hips.
Cole sounds absolutely too triumphant when he pushes up and into Hanzo one last time, his back arched and his head thrown back because all Hanzo can do at this point is to brace himself on the young man’s hairy chest and hold on so he wouldn’t get thrown off like a ragdoll.
He can feel that fat young cock flexing inside him, twitching in the desperate clench of Hanzo’s intestines before pulsing out his thick, nasty load. Hanzo wonders if it is his cum that he can feel spreading inside his tummy, hot and gooey, or whether it is his own anger over having been stolen his own orgasm just before the goal yet again.
This… absolutely won’t do. Hanzo digs his nails into Cassidy’s chest until the pain pulls him somewhat out of his orgasmic daze.
His pupils are blown so wide, there’s only a thin ring of whiskey brown around them. He looks up at Hanzo, his face still slack for a moment until his brain starts to kick into gear and his mouth opens, then closes again.
At least he has the grace of looking embarrassed as he glances away.
But this time… Hanzo won’t just leave it at scolding and ridiculing him.
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cheetz0 · 5 months
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kittenzcaboodle · 1 year
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All The Little Pieces
Cole Cassidy had not known peace ever since Hanzo Shimada had been thrust into his life, but realizes that maybe it's not so bad having him around.
In fact, maybe it was always meant to be.
YeeHan fic
Two-shot - Chapter 1 posted
Rated M
36k+
No Archive Warnings
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*Please mind the beginning notes and tags.*
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vimeddiee · 3 months
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YeeHan Knights AU for January's patreon art!
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luthienblacks · 6 months
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I think I have a new favorite trope... American Himbo x Japanese Warrior 🥹💕
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trixeclipse · 1 year
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Was it something I said?? ❤️✨
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robomecha-sakura · 2 months
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idk this gave me hanzo vibes. i feel like he’d enjoy the aquarium..
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bonus doodles
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chaerrio · 2 months
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Happy Valentine’s Day!! 🩷💖
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xmoonlitxdreamx · 3 months
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Standee art 🫶💖
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cyberrat · 2 years
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63rd Batch Of Fics: 8th Fill
Hanzo/Dog – cont B63F7 – Part 2/2 – Hanzo regretting his life choices...
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No man has fucked him the way this dog is fucking him right now. Hanzo doesn’t think it is physically possible for a human to fuck this fast and hard, ramming him with dick in an impossible staccato that has his eyes rolling into his skull and his blood pumping like magma through his veins.
He can’t catch a clear thought. He can’t even catch a real breath; all he can do is pant with his tongue hanging out, fast and shallow, trying hard not to lose consciousness over getting dicked by a mutt that had taken embarrassingly long to even find his hole in the first place.
Charlie had rolled back onto his feet the moment Hanzo stopped giving him a slick handjob and mounted up without needing to be told twice. He’s a natural at ramming Hanzo into a delirium. That is, once his slippery dog cock has found his cunt. It took quite a bit of thrusting and slapping the hot length against Hanzo’s thighs before it finally moved just the right way and slid into Hanzo like a red hot poker.
By that point he had almost gotten annoyed enough to stop the whole thing but there’s no thinking about stopping now when he’s got Charlie’s cock spearing into him and fucking right into his belly. At least it feels that way. It’s just constantly moving; a sloppy, quick back-and-forth that pushes every modicum of breath out of him before he can really fill his lungs. The fur dragging along his back reminds him quickly of the near rug-burn he had been nursing for a while the last time.
That hadn’t been fun at all. But it’s so easy to forget when what precedes it is the fuck of his life. At least one of them. Charlie is drooling on his back while he fucks him like the beast he is. Hanzo can imagine too well how he looks on top of him; grinning like an idiot with his tongue lolling out. Maybe looking downright bored with what he’s doing; like he’s not stuffing Hanzo with his cock until it feels like it should be scratching the back of his throat.
Should he have put up a camera and recorded this for Cole? He knows his husband would have just immensely enjoyed Hanzo’s debauchery, but… he had to punish him somehow, right? He couldn’t go and give him a treat after he spent night after night being a useless cuck and not giving Hanzo what he so desperately needs.
No… no, this is all for Hanzo. Only he can enjoy getting jack-hammer fucked by the dog he’s sitting. Every now and then he can even feel Charlie’s balls slapping against his own which is its own kind of torture.
The beast is heavy enough on his back that he can’t just reach underneath himself and jerk his dick in time with the animalistic breeding. No, all he can do is keep firmly kneeling on all fours and try not to topple over when Charlie finds better purchase and fucks him even harder.
“G-G-G-Go-o-od-”
He’s actually glad that nobody is here to listen to him choking on his own tongue, sounding like a bimbo as he tries to lean back into the fucking; find some better purchase himself so he isn’t outdone by a mere animal. His cock keeps slapping distractingly against his belly; it makes wet sounds that fill his ears as much as Charlie’s panting.
He needs to focus on not coming. Not so fast… n-not from just a few minutes of getting staccato fucked by a dog that is probably already starting to wonder when Hanzo will feed it so it can take its afternoon nap-
He clenches his eyes closed, fingers digging into the carpet. The poor carpet that has seen so much abuse already and needs a deep cleaning every few weeks because Hanzo just loves getting fucked on it.
Not that it’s his money he gives the cleaning crew… though it is his mouth that sucks off their boss while they’re working.
It occurs to him all of a sudden that he just… he just might be a slut. A pretty nasty one at that. He never really thought about how many dicks he’s played with or how he just lets anyone have a go with him. He likes to not discriminate, is all… and with a husband like Cassidy he’s used to a lot of unsavory business-
“God, f-fuck,” he whispers explosively when the cock spearing into him suddenly hits him right where he needs it. It makes his brain light up like fireworks, his whole body thrumming as if put under an electric current.
His mind is strong but his flesh is so, so weak. There is no way he can keep himself from coming. Without a hand on his cock, he feels weirdly panicky for a second, his brain sending him all kinds of different signals, most of all blaring that he will piss himself instead of orgasm…
It’s happening before he can think about it too much, though. He’s coming, his eyes rolling up into his head, belly clenching in time with his body pumping out the cum, all the while Charlie keeps working away at him, pumping fast and hard and without mercy.
Only when Hanzo begins to calm down from his high and experiences the low that comes right after does he really realize the mistake he’s made by just following his body’s needs… now he’s kneeling there with a clear head, no longer all too horny, and has to wait until the dog is done using him like a blow-up doll.
The shame and humiliation…
He will never, ever do this again. Never. What had he even be thinking? How could he have just considered-
Charlie is still fucking him. Harder, if anything; his hot, slippery dick keeps slip-sliding through Hanzo’s intestines, ramming deeper and deeper as he feels a swelling starting to pop in and out of his loose-rimmed hole.
Knot, his brain supplies him with but there’s nothing he can do about it, is there? No… no there is nothing. He can only hold on for the ride, his body starting to get back into the groove of getting fucked and sending out all those delicious feelings that had gotten him hooked on being a nasty whore in the first place.
He can feel his cock fattening up again when Charlie suddenly stops. The knot has grown too big to pull out again, tying them together for God knew how long.
So he has to kneel there and stew in his own bad decisions and the fact that he’s horny again. He’s sure his belly is getting distended from dog cum and his rim is spread just wide enough because of the knot that it doesn’t let him forget for even a second what he has done and is still doing.
It’s all Cole’s fault. All of it.
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cheetz0 · 4 months
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i forgot to post this on tumblr! anyway, 60 million dollars is A LOT and the crazier part is that it's canon 😭 it's one of his sprays
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spyropurple · 2 months
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Drawn ugly on purpose, my fucking Yeehan brainrot has a choke hold on me still.
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vimeddiee · 4 months
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Happy Ho Ho Holidays! 🎄🎅🏽🌟
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whyyaxis · 3 months
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old men flirting pt.2
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froggibus · 10 months
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Hey can I request headcanons for overwatch characters and if their gf was drunk and asked them "would you still love me if I was a worm" with the overwatch men please (you don't have to do all of them but PLEASE include McCree and Reaper)
“Would You Still Love Me If I Was A Worm?” - Overwatch Boys
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Includes: Cassidy, Reaper, Genji, Zenyatta, Ramattra, Hanzo, Lucio + Baptiste (w gn! reader)
Genre: fluff/kinda crack?
CW: general crack, kinda dumb tbh, suggestive in Genji and Baps, Ram is Ram (lmk if I missed anything)
been in a little bit of a writing slump but this was too good to pass up lol. I want to get a bit more writing done this week so who knows how that will go. anyway, enjoy <3 hope you like it anon!
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Cassidy:
“what kinda question is that??”
looks at you in flabbergastation 
you pout and bat your eyes at him and of course, he breaks 
“you’re really not gonna let this go, huh? alright—of course I’d still love you, darlin’. I’d keep you in a lil jar and you could accompany me on my missions”
a jar????
now you’re the flabbergasted one 
jars don’t have air—he’s gonna let you suffocate?? 
what are you?? rainbow dash (sorry)??
somehow leads to him going out into the yard despite it being the middle of the night to try and find a worm
somehow finds one?? 
keeps it in a jar as a pet just to prove he would love you as a worm
even names it after you and pets it’s head and calls it “my wriggly little y/n”
weirdly wholesome experience would try again
Reaper
“of all the stupid shit you could have asked me…”
he says that but he’s already considering it after the question leaves your mouth 
would he love you as a worm? 
“what kind of worm”
what do you mean what kind of worm?? does it matter?? 
obviously the pink wriggly kind 
he has to ponder this 
sits in his chair stroking his chin trying to think of how you would be as a worm
“would you still be able to talk and think or would you be an actual worm”
????
“it would be me if I was a worm, Gabe”
more pondering 
“I’d love you platonically but you would probably have a short life span. I’d throw you a worm funeral.”
better than any response you could have expected but would not try again
Genji
“would we still have sex”
please hit this man
he’s joking of course—he’s not that weird 
“why would you be a worm tho”
just answer the question, Genji
green cyborg ninja dude has no idea what to answer 
will you be mad if he loves your worm self more than your current self?? would you be weird if he said he would love a wormy version of you??
“I would get myself turned into a worm too and then we could have a wormy life together and a wormy wedding and little wormy kids”
“you just want to have wormy sex” >~>
“that too”
at least he’s honest?
exactly as you expected, would not try again
Zenyatta
“a worm? like the insect?”
“yes? what other worms are there”
considers this
“is everything okay?”
poor omnic boy is so confused. are you planning on turning into a worm??? 
please reassure him it’s just a hypothetical and you’re not turning into a worm
goes on a ten minute tangent about how we are all the same in the Iris, and that he will love you no matter what form you take
honestly so wholesome + cute 
“i will care for you in this life, and the next, and all of the ones after that. even the ones where you are a worm.”
good enough would try again
Ramattra 
“No”
way to sugarcoat it, babe
it’s only when you get upset that he sighs and pulls you into his lap
“why would you ever become a worm? is someone trying to harm you? you know I would never let anyone bring harm to you.”
you try to explain that it’s just a hypothetical but he’s already going on a tangent on what he would do if you got turned into a worm
talks for five minutes alone on how he would defeat your enemies and defend your honour 
says he would “put you out of your misery”????
“you would KILL ME?!”
“as an act of honour”
babe….
0/10 would not try again
Hanzo
“why”
idk bro just answer the question 
lots of sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose
“would I also be a worm or am i still human” 
only gets more confused when you say he’d be a human and you’d be a worm
probably looks up worm life expectancy and if worms are capable of love 
“would you even know who I am if you were a worm”
has to ask a million questions before he can give his final verdict 
lets out a long sigh before looking you dead in the eyes 
“…yes”
cute in the end but would not try again 
Lucio:
“would you still love me if I turned into a frog?”
that’s not the question 
somehow it turns into a discussion on if he would eat your worm self if he was his frog self? 
he insists he wouldn’t and would let you ride on his back but you insist his frog instincts would be too strong 
“babe I’ve once seen you almost eat your own finger while eating chips”
“ok and??”
says you guys could live in a swamp together and he would protect you from evil
“I could be like your own frog superhero. I could even sing you little froggy songs”
makes up this entire life of you guys living together as a frog and a worm and him serenading you by croaking songs at night 
honestly it’s the best reaction you could have gotten, would try again
Baptiste:
“i would find you a cure and turn you back into a human”
honestly he’s very amused by this whole situation 
“but what if I want to be a worm”
“if I cure you and you want to turn back into a worm, that’s on you”
fair enough
insists he needs to ‘examine’ you so he knows you’re not turning into a worm 
makes a lot of jokes at your expense too
finally sighs and admits he would keep you in a little terrarium with all the food and nutrients you need 
“ha, so you would love me if I was a worm”
“love is a strong word”
good enough, would not try again
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