It was cold, but not as cold as his own. No, he could feel the warmth beneath his skin, the faint beating of his heart and the weak pumping of his veins. His skin gave under the pressure of Hanzo’s claws, soft and tender to the touch. ‘Remarkable’, he thought.
Commission for the amazing @samatura and her beautiful fic which you can find here! Please read it if you haven’t already <3


















