Civilian AU because I can ;p Also Hanzo is a bit of a dick in this one, whoops
You’ve known for a while that your neighbour has been lusting after Hanzo. Your archer suspects it, though he’s sure that nothing will ever come of it. You, though, know better – after all, they signed up for your dragon’s archery lessons even when they have zero interest in the sport. Of course, you don’t think they’ll have the balls to try and schmooze up to him, not when you’re as intimidating as your lover.
Your possessiveness amuses and arouses Hanzo, and while he will never do anything to truly break your trust, he does flirt with danger when he stirs up that side of you.
“The curtains are always open,” he says to you one day as you’re lounging on the sofa with him. “Do you think they watch me through it? Hoping that they catch my attention?”
You freeze, your eyes slowly roving over to him with an unreadable emotion that makes him swallow thickly. Your book is set down in due course and you gently tangle your fingers in his hair to draw him close. “Are you trying to make me jealous, Hanzo?” you murmur, an edge to your tone. “We both know that you will never give them that satisfaction.”
He smiles slowly, coyly, and presses a kiss to the corner of your lips. “Will I?” Fingers tighten in his hair and Hanzo has to quickly bite down on a moan before it slips from his lips. I got you, he smirks internally when you haul him up by the hair and drag him to the very window he’s been talking about.
You rip off his shirt and his sweats impatiently, growling in his ear, “
Bend over the windowsill so I can fuck you and you can look outside and smile at the neighbour.” His cock bounces against his belly as he complies and spreads his legs open in eagerness, his thighs trembling as he feels you grope gently at his balls and ass.
He watches you in the reflection of the glass, uncaring if your neighbour actually sees the both of you or not. But he has to try and rile you up anyway, just because he can. And because he wants a fucking so rough that he can’t walk tomorrow. “And if they’re watching?” he groans as you wrap your hands around his neck and his cock at the same time.
“Then they can fucking watch and wish they were me,” you hiss and clamp down on his throat, feeling more than hearing the moan that wheezes past his lips. That day, Hanzo indeed gets his wish and has to call out of work in the morning, cancelling his archery class. The bruises and marks on him don’t fade when he does stumble into the range to start his lessons, and while he takes the ribbing from his colleagues like a good sport, it’s all worth it when your neighbour shows up to class with a red face and a refusal to speak to him or even have eye contact.
Hanzo smirks inwardly and wonders if he can convince you to do that again.
hanzo + “Bend over the windowsill so I can fuck you and you can look outside and smile at the neighbours.” pls & thank you!
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Toad's Cave 