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The new Overwatch is very different from the old organisation, you think, watching as Winston and Lena usher everyone onto the beach. It’ll be fun, they said. It’ll be nice to see what kind of bathing suits everyone wears, Hana said. It’ll be nice to have the rest of the young agents bothering someone other than you, you said.

And Hanzo really doesn’t want to wear a swimsuit of any kind, he said. Too bad, literally everyone said, and convinced McCree and Genji to force the archer into something. 

Now you just expect him to turn up in a pair of cutoff shorts or swim trunks or something, but apparently your dragon isn’t that lucky. He skulks over to you with his head down between his shoulders, trying to hide his bare legs behind you as the rest of the team charges ahead onto the pristine sands. 

You laugh and snap the elastic band of his speedos and grope his ass, “My my, your brother has taste.”

Hanzo snarls at you in a disgruntled fashion, “This does not cover anything!” He snatches your wrap and knots it around his waist. 

Unwilling to be deterred, you grin and lock your arm around his neck to drag him off to a building – changing rooms from the look of it. He sputters when you push him into a cubicle and rip the fabric away from him, revealing his impressive bulge and well built thighs. The cut of the speedo is flattering to his muscled physique, allowing his adonis belt to draw attention to his growing erection.

He blushes at your inspection but does not cover himself, just as you trained him, and instead falls into a parade rest. Bowing his head, Hanzo clears his throat nervously, “Do I not look ridiculous?”

A grope at his ass, a squeeze of his now half hard cock, and you grin lecherously at him, “Not at all.”

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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.”

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You’re kinder than me :p I’d probably do what the reader does in this fic *insert devil horns*

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Chastity is something of a punishment for the both of you, you think as you ride Hanzo’s magnificent cock with a satisfied smile on your face. He doesn’t get to touch his cock, but neither do you, and that’s the best part of him aside from his hands and his mouth and his tongue and- well. You miss his cock, simple as that. Of course you let him out every night just to tease him for your sadistic amusement, but he doesn’t get the pleasure of your pussy except on the weekend.

“Fuck, I’ve missed this cock,” you moan and dig your nails into his chest as you rock your hips back and forth. “So perfect,” at your lustful groan he whimpers and tugs you down to his chest so he can kiss you with desperation dripping from his lips, “Made just for me.”

“Will you-” Hanzo licks his lips and clears his hoarse throat, “Will you let me cum tonight?”

The hope and desire in his eyes is intoxicating, the scrambling hands and hungry mouth on your body driving your pleasure to its tipping point. With a fulfilled cry, you orgasm and rut yourself against his cock to prolong your long awaited pinnacle, reveling in his tortured pleas as you slowly come to a halt.

“No! No no don’t stop-” 

You slick your hair back and lift yourself off of him despite his iron grip, raising your hand to clamp down on his throat until he lets go. “Poor baby,” you coo without remorse as you watch him inch back from that blissful edge. He’s red in the face with frustration, his jaw stiff from clenching his teeth so tightly and the tendons in his neck are so pronounced as he watches you stroke his cock tenderly. 

“Please?” he begs breathlessly in Japanese, tears starting to well up in his eyes as he spots you dragging over a bowl of iced water with your free hand. 

“Nah uh,” you shake your head and tap his nose mockingly. “Look at you being all flustered.” Hanzo also starts to shake his head, although so does his body in a full-bodied tremble. “I’m sorry, but you’re allowed to cum for another week, at least,” your innocent grin is punctuated by his quiet sobs as you gently ice down his cock so you can fit it back into its cage.

“But-but it’s been a month!” A month since his last proper orgasm. A month of slowly driving himself insane with desire and want and you.

“Too bad. But since you’re so eager, let’s make that two weeks. How about it?”

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Submissive Hanzo Headcanons

SFW

• Having Hanzo as a sub is almost like having a wolf on a leash.
• Aloof but affectionate, so protective that he becomes jealous if you’re distracted when he comes to cuddle/seeks your attention.
• Tends to sit at your feet when you’re at your desk, sofa, etc.
• This man happily massages your feet for you when you come home, kissing up your calves as he does so.
• Can perceive your moods easily and serves you beverages or snacks to appease you or make you happy.
• Like tea if you’re stressed; sweets if you’re sad; alcohol if you want to celebrate or your favourite food when you feel homesick.
• Likes to have you cuddle into him if the both of you are lounging on the bed/sofa.
• Shows off his archery or swordsmanship whenever he nails a new move or technique.
• You know this man would flex his muscles and stretch his arms if he knew you were watching. A little like preening under your attention.

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• Secretly likes puppy play (hence the wolf on a leash) and having a tail butt plug in him as he putters around the house.
• Would spend his entire life eating you out if he could. Loves tracing yours and his names on your clit.
• Shibari is a must, and he loves it when you use the ropes around his body to manhandle him into position.
• His weakness is trying to keep still as you play with the head of his cock. This is perhaps the best way to get some funishment in because this boy cannot stop his hips from jerking when you play with his piss slit.
• Hanzo is generally pretty quiet in bed save for panting and groans and quiet moans, but if you want to make him scream, squeeze his balls and nibble lightly on the head of his cock after he’s cum. I guarantee you he’ll choke and cry out and scream his pretty little heart out.
• Starts to beg very prettily only after you deny him countless times.
• If you run your hands through his hair and hug his head to your chest after sex, he’ll be putty in your hands.