Cole/Hanzo – mer!Cole; pet!Cole; slutty!Cole – Cole is being Cole no matter what form he takes :) also prehensile dick hhh
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Hanzo drums his nails lightly against the polished surface of his desk to get the other man’s attention back to himself. He’s not entirely sure what his pet is doing behind him right now but from the slack expression and glassy eyes of the man he can hazard an educated guess that once again Cole is horny and makes it everybody else’s problem.
“Is something the issue?” Hanzo asks silkily, regardless of his pet’s antics. Cole is just an animal, he can’t help it. It is his luck, however, that he looks so impressive… otherwise Hanzo would have probably banished him from his office a long time ago.
“I… no, Shimada-sama. Of course not. My apologies.” The man’s face has gotten rather pale after Hanzo called him out on it. However, once he rightens himself again from a deep bow, his eyes once again involuntarily flick behind Hanzo. A fine sheen of sweat is glistening on his flushed face.
Hanzo can’t tell if he is turned on by what he is seeing or whether it is the cold sweat of mortification after realizing that once again he did not pay proper attention to his boss.
He begins to stutter another panicked apology but Hanzo lifts his hand and he immediately falls silent, bowing profusely once again and taking small steps back as he does so. Maybe he is afraid of the weapon he knows Hanzo has hidden somewhere on his person. He should be, in all honesty… but Hanzo is in a good mood today so instead he turns his chair some to look behind him.
The back of his office is one huge fish bowl with exactly one inhabitant: Cole, his prized Mer. He has never seen one as large and muscular as him; his rust red tail is strong enough to break the bullet proof glass if he had enough brain cells to rub together to try and escape.
Lucky for him, he is more concerned with displaying his… other physical abilities. Hanzo suspects that he might want to… breed with him. He certainly does display mating behavior whenever possible.
Right now, he is leaning with one forearm against the glass, the other hand curled around his impressive cock to jerk off shamelessly for the both of them. He probably thinks it’s the kind of entertainment Hanzo expects from him. Or maybe he simply is that horny and incorrigible. Hanzo hasn’t quite understood yet how his brain works… if it does indeed work at all.
He glances down at Cole’s cock. It has wrapped itself just as much around his hand as he has wrapped his hand around it. It looks like he’s grappling with himself but whatever he’s doing he must enjoy it; the tentacle-like cock is pulsating, a nice dark pink to the rust red backdrop of the tail scales all around it.
Hanzo moves his gaze back up to his face, not surprised that Cole is staring directly at him. If he had his way, Hanzo would step into the water with him to let him do whatever nasty business he can think up in that head of his. Of course Hanzo doesn’t. He has style and standards.
A horny Mer, no matter how magnificent a specimen, does not factor into them. Still, there is something… hypnotic about watching Cole perform with such unregulated abandon. He enjoys having an audience. As far as Hanzo is aware, he explicitly only plays with himself when there are people to watch him.
What a naughty pet, indeed. Hanzo shakes his head and turns back toward the man cowering in fear. In the time Hanzo has taken to study his Mer, he has somewhat regained his composure and while he is now staring at the ground, probably in fear that his gaze might stray from his lord again, he seems more… grounded at the very least.
His fascination is nothing to be surprised about, Hanzo supposes. A man in his position would never before have seen a Mer, much less one who so brazenly showed off everything he had to offer.
Hanzo waves his hand dismissively.
“Go. We will continue our conversation at a different time.”
“My Lord,” the man all but whispers in breathless reverence, bowing deeply once more before leaving the room backwards. Once the door is closed, Hanzo stands and steps in front of the glass, hands folded behind his back as he quietly watches his pet jerking off.
If Cole is sad that half his audience has vanished, he does not show it. His eyes are a bit unfocused but mostly fixed on Hanzo. He’s been like this since Hanzo got him; very interested in everything his master is doing and trying to have his eyes on him all the time…
Hanzo clicks his tongue, looking him up and down. It’s difficult to be mad at him when he is just such a beautiful specimen… He’s cost an arm and a leg but it has been worth it. He can’t stop watching him; the size of him is simply awe inspiring.
He’s also hairy which Hanzo has never seen before in a Mer. He has no idea with what kind of things this guy has been crossed with but he has to admit that he likes the result. He has a thing for big, furry chests. In humans, that is. He will not fuck around with a Mer, no matter how sluttily he offers up that big, prehensile cock of his.
Hanzo finds himself staring at it, wrapped around the Mer’s thick wrist, pulsing in a lewd wave from the very base up to the tip as if something is passing through it. The tip of it is not tapered; it is flared like some kind of mouth, dilating whenever the pulsation ends there.
It looks like it could suckle. Hanzo wonders if it would latch onto the insides of his intestines if he were to get fucked by this thing. Would it feel as… interesting as he thinks it would?
As he watches, Cole lets go of himself, unwinding his hand from his own cock’s grip to instead press himself against the glass, dick caught awkwardly between his belly and the wall. Hanzo stares at it for a moment longer, watching how it twitches harder as if angry about the treatment; then he looks up, mildly shocked about the intense stare on Cole’s face.
There is no way he could interpret him wrong or brush it off… this Mer wants to fuck him, and Hanzo is not so sure that he won’t just take him up on it at one point. Especially not when Cole starts to come for him, his face twisting in pleasure, head tilting back as his wild hair floats around him, dick pumping out thick streams of semen that dissipate in the water around him and make it cloudy for a while.
Of course Hanzo would get himself a pet that is an absolute slut. He scoffs, lest he be too flustered, and turns away from him, loosening his tie a little around his neck. He needs some fresh air.
