The Shimada brothers arrive at your door. They knock and wait for you to answer. When you open the door, they politely ask to come in with a bow. They know it pleases you to pull this cultural stuff of theirs on you, even if you don’t know much about it. You let them in, and they try to enter at the same time, bumping shoulders.
When they shoot each other a charged look, you know there might be trouble.
Camboy!Hanzo hosting a stream with s/o and after a big tip s/o is just like hey guys watch this and they touch/kiss/lick/bite one of Hanzo’s secret erogenous zones and he just moans like a whore. Then he’s incredibly flustered cuz his fans didn’t know about that and the chat is just blowing up with a bunch of YOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOs and eggplant emojis.
Oh boy, we’re fixing them now? That’s all swell and good but in this AU everyone is still capable of giving consent, so you can’t just drag your hybrid to the doctor and say “fix them”. But, I don’t think Hanzo would want kids, and since Genjis body is all messed up he thinks it’d be better for his health anyway. (but in this AU I also think… cyborg Genji is a thing but not because Hanzo killed him. I have a few ideas on that but I don’t need to use this post for that.)
They still mess around with each other like any brothers would, but for the most part they get along well. Sometimes, on quiet, chilly, rainy days, they’ll snuggle together and Hanzo will groom Genji. Genji protests like “nooo I can groom myself just fine” but Hanzo responds with “just let me be a big brother. You didn’t put up this much of a fight when you were a kitten.” Because yes Hanzo babied the shit out of Genji and loved grooming him when they were little.
Genji can’t get too tubby because he needs to maintain a good diet to keep his body working okay. But, Hanzo probably puts on a few pounds. I suspect he goes out to buy cakes and just goes to town on them.
Genji absolutely loves to cuddle and has been affectionate since the day you got him. Hanzo was a bit of a tough cookie, though, and needed to gain your trust before he’d let you lay a finger on him. Now, he feels safe in your arms and gets a feeling of contentment he hasn’t had in a long time. Sometimes, he’ll even sneak into bed with you and cry out some of his frustrations. A good cry always makes him feel better. ❤
Genji is also more susceptible to falling into the “pet” head space. There are days where he just wants to let loose and rely only on instinct so he’ll be much more cat-like. Hanzo is too prideful to act in such a way. The most he’ll do is purr and mew and rub against you to get your attention.
Wouldn’t it be nice to see which Shimada brother is more flexible? Genji is almost certain it’s him, contorting himself into position for you to tie up long before you even set up your rope. Hanzo looks on in envy, his bulkier muscles preventing him from putting his arms in that position and his thighs too thick for his heels to touch his ass.
But it’s okay. When they’re both hanging next to each other, their cock and balls and ass and nipples exposed, they’re quickly distracted by your hands fondling everything that belongs to you.
Hanzo enjoys doggy style waaaaay too much. He likes to posture and present himself to you with his knees spread wide open. He might reach back to pull his cheeks apart to wink his hole at you, or he’ll run a hand along his inner thigh to try and tempt you. When you finally fuck him, he loves the feeling of you on his back and how he can hold you and himself up.
There are a couple of dildos that Hanzo really loves in your collection, with his favourites being your more monstrous/alien dildos. Like the werewolf one that has a knot that you enjoy forcing into him – he can only take it if he’s had a few rounds of fucking and loosening up, but he cums so hard when you fuck him with it. There’s a dragon one with piercings and ridges and a thickness that Hanzo has to hiss and relax to take; it’s a bit of an indulgence for him, since you can’t fuck him too fast with it and he takes a while to cum with it. And then there’s one which is shaped like a tentacle that he only gets when he’s really good. This one digs at his prostate just right no matter whether it goes in or out and he cums so quickly with it.
When you pull his hair while you’re fucking him, he’ll get so noisy. He starts to moan and groan and whisper in Japanese, though sometimes it’s praises and begging, sometimes it’s just senseless mumbling. Kiss his neck and Hanzo will melt, just crumpling down and arch his back so you can hit his prostate.
He hates it when you start to edge him, he’ll get grumpy and pouty and start fucking back on you if you stop. You can pin him down by the neck and pull his hands behind his back so he’ll stop moving, but he’ll continue to grumble until you wrap his collar around his neck and put a gag in his mouth. He’ll slip into subspace so quick then and become the most pliable toy you’ve ever fucked.
For a treat, you can lock him into a set of stocks – either traditional ones that just lock his neck and wrists, or ones that have him suspended above with ground with just his ass hanging out for you to fuck. Hanzo gets really into role play if you do this, spitting and hissing that the Shimada will come after you if you touch him. Of course, if you fuck him he’ll just start moaning and whimpering like a whore. When you point it out to him, Hanzo will try his best to shut up but he can’t help but voice everything out once he cums once, twice, maybe even three times. Unlike when you fuck using his cock, your dildo never flags and when you do get tired of fucking him personally, there’s always a machine that can take over for you.
When he’s like this, you can get him to suck and lick just about anything, even another dildo, since he’s so out of it. He does get feral after a while so watch out for his teeth.
Hanzo is not a friendly hybrid at all. He doesn’t trust humans much and would much rather be on his own, but he has caused too much trouble on the streets and was taken in by an adoption agency.
His behavior actually got so bad they had to put him in a muzzle when meeting potential adopters.
But that didn’t stop you. Nuh uh. No sir. You looked into those dark, broken eyes of his and you knew there was love in there somewhere. You took one look at that unruly feline and said you want him.
Of course, it wasn’t easy taming him. He’d bite you, scratch you, make a mess of your house. You had to keep your home on lockdown because he kept trying to run away.
Your patience is eventually rewarded. He starts to gradually calm down and the scowl on his face softens up.
When he finally lets you touch him? Oh lord. He tenses with apprehension, but when your warmth settles against his body and you give a gentle stroke, he melts. He starts pressing against you, expecting you to pet him more.
You can start leaving the house unlocked and he will make no attempts to leave. He likes living with you. He doesn’t expect to find any kindness like yours anywhere else.
He will eventually get very protective of you, not wanting to share you with anyone.
He doesn’t remember his mother. Not much. But when he snuggles with you at night, pressed up against you and wrapped up in a blanket, he says it gives him a nostalgic feeling. It brings him back to that peace he had when he was an infant, being loved and cherished by his faceless mother.
hnnnngh i’m weak (and so very lazy)
The sun has fallen out of the vicinity of the house’s windows, turns Hanzo’s sunspot into a cool, undesirable space to lay in any longer.
His tail flicks lazily as he watches the door. It’s unlocked, he knows. It’s foolish because what if someone comes in? What if the shaggy dog with the scarf-thing next door comes by?
A tinge of heavy heat sparks in his chest and he flexes his hands, claws scrapping hard against the surface at the thought. Let him try. He will learn what it means to mess wi–
Hanzo’s ears perk up and he gets up and makes his way to the door just as it opens.
“Hanzo, I’m h–oh, hey there!”
Hanzo wastes no time in taking your belongings from you, placing them all in their rightful place while you close the door. Though he tries not to show it, he immediately delights in the way you raise your hand and only manages a short moment of self-restraint before slowly pushing his head against it. There’s just something about the way you run your hands through his hair and fur, the warmth touches sending an almost mind-numbing tingle up and down his spine. He can scarcely keep his eyes open even as you start to laugh; as long as you continue lavishing him with your touch, he couldn’t care less even if the world fell upon him and sometimes wondered why he had denied himself this simple pleasure for so long.
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