I was just thinking that Hanzo would be the kind of dude to let go of his manscaping ever since he left the Shimada clan. Like he’d groom his beard and hair but everything under the belt? He kinda let go of that.
The first time you fuck him you find his cock standing straight up from a respectable bush of pubic hair, and while you fuck him until you’re both drooling and a mess, you tell him that he’ll have to do some trimming and manscaping before you touch his cock and balls again.
Hanzo pouts and tries to obey, but it honestly looks all over the place and more than a little bit unsightly, so you decide to take matters into your own hands. That’s how Hanzo finds himself sitting on a towel covered plastic chair in front of you as you wield a razor and shaving cream with a bowl of water by your side.
He’s completely nude, his face flushed and his nipples perked because of how exposed he feels. He’s never been in this situation before; not with his knees wide open to accommodate you between them, your face just slightly above his half hard cock. There’s no way he can get completely hard, or so he thinks.
You wave the razor at him and instruct him to keep his legs still while you spread the cream around. It’s cold and a really odd sensation on his tender crotch, but he just shivers through it as you get a nice, thick coating around the base of his cock and on his balls.
“Ready?”
Hanzo nods, mute with his heart in his throat.
A grin spreads across your face at his speechlessness. So cute. Shaving his pubes around his crotch goes quickly enough; you want to get him nice and bald and smooth so you can control his manscaping. One hand angles his limp cock around every now and then, stretching the skin so you can get to all the rampant hair that’s covering his crotch.
It shouldn’t be erotic. You shaving him with his balls and ass exposed to you shouldn’t be erotic. But Hanzo can’t help but gulp and start to pant with his teeth tightly gritted to stop his cock from hardening.
You laugh, flicking the head of his uncut cock with your cream-slick finger. “Don’t get hard, Hanzo. It’ll make this a lot harder.”
“I can’t stop it,” he grunts, forcing himself to relax in an attempt to stop the inflation of his erection.
“Hmm,” you hum and clean the razor off in the bucket. “Eh, I’ll just train you to have better control.”
The threat within a promise makes him shiver and clutch at the bottom of his thighs, his abs rolling and his cock twitching at your tone. You sigh at him and tut, shaking your head, instead moving on to his balls instead of chastising him further. Well, at least an erection would help you here. It would take too much attention to keep pinning his cock up and out of the way.
“Get hard now, Hanzo,” you instruct him with a calm tone. The archer obliges with a strangled moan, his hands pulling his thighs up and out a little bit so you can get right into the nooks and crannies of his balls. You pat his thigh with a smile, praising him for his obedience even though you know it wasn’t really much of a difficulty for him to get hard.
His balls, like his cock, clench erratically as you slide the razor over his most vulnerable bits.
“Stop moving.”
“I cannot-!”
A slap is delivered to his inner thigh, eyes glaring up at him as you clean the razor off again. “If you don’t stop moving, I might cut you by accident. Do you want that?”
Silence. Then his cock does a fat twitch towards his stomach, a clear bead of pre-cum forming at his tip.
“Oh, you kinky bastard.” You laugh at him and continue to shave his balls, lifting it up so you can get to the skin under them, once again ignoring his fidgeting. “I’ll keep that in mind. But for now, seriously, don’t move.”
Hanzo grumbles under his breath but holds as still as he can, his breath hitching as you place your free hand on his ass cheek so you can pull the skin taut once again.
By the time you clean up around his balls with a wet rag, Hanzo is breathing heavily with a bright blush on his face. His eyes are fully dilated, his hands tightly gripping the underside of his thighs to try and retain some of his control. You smile at the state he’s in; he’s far too cute like this, but you really need to get to his asshole.
“Turn around and brace your chest on the chair.”
Hanzo obeys with shaky legs, barely able to slide off the chair and hug the seat without falling over. He widens his knees, stabilising himself as you tug and push him into a position to your liking. By the time you’re ready to start on his asshole, you have Hanzo on his feet instead, his stance obscenely wide and his hands pulling his ass cheeks apart. His face, flat on the wet towel, reddens further until he looks like he could cook an egg on his cheeks.
“This-this is obscene!” Hanzo gasps at you, his fingers readjusting on his ass cheeks when you apply copious amounts of shaving cream. “Surely this isn’t necessary-!”
A quick slap to the seat of his thighs interrupts him. “I decide what is necessary,” you huff at him, pinching his ass cheek as you start delicately shaving away the hair on his perineum and around his asshole.
At the first touch of the razor on the crease of his ass, Hanzo gasps wetly, whimpering quietly as he feels it glide over ultra-sensitive skin and even bump against the tight star of his asshole. Here, he stays utterly still, not even breathing until he hears you cleaning the razor off in the bucket. His cock starts leaking beneath him, dripping lewdly onto the floor in tight strings as you shave and wipe away the cream, apply the cream and start shaving another spot.
His legs tremble ever so slightly, his thighs shaking as they feel the strain of the odd position. But still he keeps his knees locked, dead set on staying here until you’re done. You’re right, he really doesn’t want to get cut here. Luckily, you’re done within a few minutes, wiping away the cream from his now squeaky clean ass and cock and balls with a satisfied hum.
“There, all clean,” you coo at his baby soft skin, tracing it with a finger. Hanzo lets out a startled moan when your finger caresses the freshly shaved skin, muscles trembling when he realises that it enhances his sensitivity to incredible levels.
“I-I-ah!” He whimpers, fingers clenching tight on his ass cheeks to keep them spread open despite the humiliation coursing through him.
“Sensitive?”
Hanzo nods quickly, blushing again when he feels you blow over his exposed asshole. He only faintly hears you murmur “good” before his mind is overtaken with intense pleasure, before the only thing he feels is you sucking his balls into your mouth, your tongue whirling and swirling over the tender skin. “A-Aaah!” Moans tumble out of his mouth, wet pants and needy whimpers joining them when you start stroking his ultra hard cock with one hand, while the other plays with his asshole, swirling over the tight bud and pressing gently into it.
He must have been teetering on the edge for a while without knowing it because when you lick a line up his twitching and throbbing cock, he cums with a startled and embarrassed cry. His knees finally buckle and he drops down into a crumpled slump, hips thrusting back and forth gently as cum coats the floor beneath him in thick ropes, bits dribbling out of him as he slowly comes down from his orgasm.
As he trembles in a heap half on and half off the chair, you laugh and slap his ass in amusement. “A quick shot in bed as well as the battlefield, I see.” The taunt goes over his head as he tries to blink back the haze that settles in his vision, though he harrumphs at your laughing as you hug his back. “That’s fine, I’ll have a lot of fun with you regardless.”
Though he grumbles, Hanzo has a small smile on his kissable lips. “I’m glad you seem to enjoy my suffering.” Oof, the sarcasm is strong with this one.
You purr deep in your chest and nod against the back of his neck, placing a gentle kiss there. “Of course, you should always suffer for my pleasure.”
The full-bodied shiver doesn’t go unnoticed by you, not when you’re pressed up flush against him. You grin and tweak his nipples just for fun, just to feel him jerk underneath you. Heh, so cute.
I love our small quiet boy 🥰 Also I did some relationship hcs a while back so check them out if you didn’t!
He can read you like an open book, regardless of how you hide your emotions. Pestering you is not his style, but will let you come to him when you think it’s time to talk. But all it takes is one gaze into your eyes , soft and saying I’m here, for you to give up your facade and break down in his arms.
Doesn’t think of himself as a romantic, but his chivalrous code and compassionate nature can fool anyone into thinking he’s a Casanova. Carries you around bridal style from the slightest injury? Yep. Makes sure you sleep first? Yes. Let’s you do his hair or allow him to kiss your knuckles? You bet. He has no clue that he’s your shinning white knight.
You two like to just sit outside and stare at the landscape for hours. It’s filled with animated conversation (your part mostly) or comfortable silence. You make sure to lace your fingers with his, letting him rest his weary head in your lap as you watch the sun go down. It’s a moment that he never wishes could end.
Whenever you two visit the Gerudo Desert, sand sledding on your shields is always a must. Yeah, you get a face full of hot sand but laughs are always ensured.
A/N : NSFW. Like BIG time. So if this isn’t your thing or you’re in public, etc, skip, lol. Read ahead at your own risk, cause’ I’m not holding shit back. Remember that Michael ate a fresh human heart, then Marie’s, probably more, so I’m pretty sure he’d be into this kinda thing too.
Loves when you get moody, because he knows what’s coming.
He can smell you more strongly. To him you’re more ripe, sweet. That tangy copper is enriching and juicy to him.
Keeps track but doesn’t really have to, as he can practically taste your scent on the air.
Knows when you begin ovulating.
Is turned on by the story of how your female species was given menstrual cycles. Biting into a forbidden fruit against your God’s wishes. It’s more rewarding to him.
Has all of your favorite things prepared for you when you start. Chocolate, salty snacks, movies, some of his clothing you like to wear, everything and anything you like.
Knows how undeniably horny you get and he submits himself over to you for whenever and wherever you’d like to take him, or him to take you.
Will go out of his way to get what you want and need. He even offers to let you smack him a few times or curse him out. It gets him hard.
Likes to sometimes keep you active as the flow spills out heavier and he gets off on it.
Likes to take you into the bath and get you off with the shower nozzle. If the water turns red then that’s a big bonus.
His favorite thing is drinking your curse from you. He loves being between your legs, his face smeared in your blood. He wants it all over him. You’re so warm and succulent. He could just eat you up and so he does.
Your breasts are sensitive, sore, as is your body. He loves making you feel better, lavishing your nipples with soft attention.
He loves giving massages.
When you’re cramping he loves to fuck you, feel your blood coat him with each thrust. It’s like you’re cumming all over him each time he moves into you. And when there’s cum and blood all over him, you, the sheets when he pulls out? He’s ready to go again moments later.
He loves messy sex, fucking you in all positions. Even going slow.
He catches you off guard if you’re emotional, sliding his fingers into you until you’re crying out. He sucks them clean, eyes rolling back.
He’s not afraid to help you take out your tampon, or insert one. Though you’re more shy about this and rarely let him do this.
Begs for you to ride his face on your heavy flow days.
Every time you’re cramping all you have to do is tell him and he will take care of you.
He ALWAYS holds you after.
Loves talking dirty to you about your period.
Holds you in front of the mirror with him, the shower running for you both, his fingers dipping between your legs, speckles of red on them when they return. He tells you never to be ashamed of this natural part of yourself. That it gets him going like nothing else, that it’s part of what makes you a woman. You watch him suck his fingers clean and get lost in him holding onto your tender breasts as he tells you he loves your curves and the swollen parts of you. Even when you feel bloated and disgusting, a mess.
Draws you a bath and washes you gently, holding you until you sleep after. His fingers combing through your hair, brushing it.
Says that it’s the most human and natural part of you that he respects and admires. He will service you.
You both engage in rituals during this time. They’re more intense.
Kaminari and Shinsou dared to tease Sero a little too much in public. What we don’t get to see here is how Kaminari and Shinsou immediately start to rock-paper-scissors about who’s gonna be first.
Actually got this ask on my ‘other tumblr’ but I decided to upload it here cause there’s nothing really suggestive about this?? I mean that one Kaminari is just stretching after training, obviously.
And the one on the bottom left is… WELL LOOK AT THAT CUTE SMILE WILL YA?
Anyway, I felt like drawing older!Kaminari’s choker collection. All of them are special to him cause he got them all from Sero ❤
Some of them might be from Shinsou, too. Probably the one on the bottom right.
Toad's Cave 