Anyone requested Hanzo in 6?

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Who knew that Hanzo would look so good in a sweater. Of course, it’s a sweater with an open back. Anything that reveals his archery trained shoulders would make him look good. 

“I should make you wear this every day,” you moan into his ear as you scratch lines down his back. Hanzo whimpers back at you, his own hands clenching into fists by your head as he rocks back and forth to fuck you as best he can with a dildo spearing his ass.

“Th-then,” a gulp and he clears his throat shakily, “I won’t be able to leave your quart-ah!” He yelps as the dick in his ass hits his prostate head on, causing him to rut against you and the dildo feverishly until you tug his hair to get his attention. 

You smirk and kiss him gently, clamping down on him hard in a juxtaposition that makes Hanzo swear softly. “That’s the point,” you answer him, gliding your palm from his marked up back over his painted shoulder and to his exposed pectorals which you grope generously. “Wouldn’t you like that? Being at home, waiting for me like a good boy with all your bits exposed, ready for me to play with anytime I want?”

Hanzo wheezes at the fantasy you put to him, biting down on your shoulder to muffle his immediate desire to nod and say that’s what he wants too. But you know him too well and you tug and tug at the sweater until it’s deformed and hanging off his frame like a stretched piece of knitted wool. “So pretty,” you coo into his ear as he picks up his pace again, urged by your tightening legs. “Such a pretty toy.”