You can write a headcanon or fanfic about the reader trying to teach them about technology, like how to use a phone, how social media works, the internet, etc., what the current trends are in the modern world, but the reader loses patience and says, "ARE YOU FROM THE PREHISTORY OR WHAT?" (Trio Lin Kuei MK1)
🐉𝐌𝐊𝟏 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐨 𝐋𝐢𝐧 𝐊𝐮𝐞𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
⚠️ fluffy, little goofy, it's kinda funny 😂
Hello, anon!
That request sounds really interesting 😎, so I will take care of that and there you go, you have it. I hope you will like it 💖.
I love Trio Lin Kuei z MK1 very much. OMG, Kuai Liang as a Scorpion? The. Best. Idea. Ever! 😍
I don't understand why some people didn't like that part of game. I really like how looks a new (okay, maybe not so new, because that was three years ago) part of Mortal Kombat.
💙 𝐁𝐢-𝐇𝐚𝐧/𝐒𝐮𝐛-𝐙𝐞𝐫𝐨
🔹You had one simple goal. Teach Bi-Han how to use a smartphone. It should have been easy. Spoiler: It was not.
"This is your phone."
🔹Bi-Han looked at the device with complete suspicion.
"It is too small to be an effective weapon."
"It's not a weapon."
"...Why would I carry it, then?"
🔹You explained calls, messages and people don't usually send ravens or personal messengers anymore. He accepted that, barely.
🔹Then you made the mistake of opening social media.
"This is Instagram."
"...Why are strangers showing each other what they ate?"
"It's... normal."
"...Civilization has fallen."
🔹TikTok was even worse. A video of someone dancing appeared. Bi-Han watched in silence. Another appeared. Then a cat wearing sunglasses, a man pretending to be a potato. And he slowly looked at you.
"...These people survived childhood?"
🔹You spent twenty minutes explaining memes, but he remained unconvinced.
"So the joke is... a picture of a frozen cat with text?"
"Yes."
"...I could conquer Earthrealm with less effort."
🔹Then he accidentally liked a six-month-old photo. You gasped and Bi-Han frowned.
"I have defeated monsters and gods. Why is this a problem?"
"Because now they'll know you were stalking their profile!"
"...Excellent. Fear is useful."
🔹After two exhausting hours, you were trying to explain internet trends.
"People are making videos where they rate fictional men."
"...Why?"
"For fun."
"...Are they not occupied with warfare?"
🔹Finally, you snapped.
"ARE YOU FROM PREHISTORY OR WHAT?!"
🔹Bi-Han crossed his arms.
"...No. But I am beginning to believe your era is deeply disappointing."
❤ 𝐊𝐮𝐚𝐢 𝐋𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐠/𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧
🔸Kuai Liang genuinely wanted to learn. He just asked a lot. A LOT.
"So this is a search engine?"
"Yes."
"It contains almost all human knowledge?"
"Pretty much."
"...How do people still fail exams?"
🔸You showed him YouTube. He loved educational videos, cooking channels, blacksmith videos and DIY projects. Then he discovered animal videos. And hour later, you found him smiling softly at a baby panda sneezing.
"...Kuai?"
"...This creature is very small."
"...You've been watching these for forty minutes."
"I regret nothing."
🔸Social media confused him.
"So people simply... announce what they are doing?"
"Yes."
"...To everyone?"
"Yes."
"...Voluntarily?"
"...Yes."
🔸He stared into the distance.
"The Lin Kuei spent centuries learning secrecy."
Then came emojis.
"What does this one mean? 😊"
"Happy."
"And this? 😭"
"Crying."
"And this? 💀"
"Dead."
"So this person writes: 'I am dead' after reading a joke."
"It means they laughed really hard."
"...Modern communication is inefficient."
🔸You tried explaining viral trends.
"People pour ice water on themselves."
"Why?"
"For charity."
"...That is admirable."
"People also eat extremely spicy chips for views."
"...That is considerably less admirable."
🔸After answering your hundredth question, you finally exploded.
"ARE YOU FROM PREHISTORY OR WHAT?!"
🔸Kuai Liang blinked.
"...No."
"...Then WHY DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND ANYTHING?!"
🔸He smiled sheepishly.
"Because I was raised by assassins, not by Wi-Fi."
🔸And you couldn't even stay mad after that.
🩶 𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐕𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐚/𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞
▫️Smoke was actually doing pretty well. At first he learned texting, he learned how to search things and he learned online shopping.
▫️That was the problem. You left him alone for ten minutes. When you came back...
"Why are there eight packages arriving tomorrow?"
"...I was curious."
"You spent money?!"
"...The advertisements said I might enjoy them."
▫️Then he discovered memes. He laughed, a lot. You had never heard him laugh this hard. He kept showing you blurry images with absurd captions.
"Look!"
"Tomas... that's just a raccoon stealing bread."
"Exactly!"
▫️You tried explaining internet arguments.
"People fight over fictional characters?"
"Yes."
"For days?"
"Yes."
"...Without dueling?"
"...Yes."
"...Humans have too much free time."
▫️Then you introduced him to trends. He wanted to participate and you immediately regretted it.
"Tomas, don't do that dance."
"...Why not?"
"Because you'll hurt yourself."
"I survived the Lin Kuei."
▫️Two seconds later, he tripped over the coffee table.
"...I have been defeated."
▫️The final straw came when he asked and you stared at him:
"So... if someone says 'LOL,' are they summoning a spirit?"
"No."
"What about 'LMAO?'"
"No."
"'Rizz?'"
"No."
"'Skibidi?'"
▫️You dropped your head onto the table and he looked genuinely worried.
"...Are you alright?"
▫️You slowly looked up.
"ARE YOU FROM THE PREHISTORY OR WHAT?!"
▫️Smoke looked offended.
"...Excuse me. I learned what Wi-Fi is in a single afternoon."
Day five of my Special Event Week, and this time we're focusing on one of my favorite games, Mortal Kombat. I've seen gameplay footage of all the installments, watched live-action films, animated series, and animated movies. Honestly, "Scorpion's Revenge" is my favorite 💖.
And the 2023 Mortal Kombat? I think it's a really great installment, and Kuai Liang as Scorpion? OMG 🥰😍.
Characters: Johnny Cage, Kenshi Takahashi, Liu Kang, Raiden, Kung Lao, Kuai Liang/Scorpion, Tomas Vrbada/Smoke, Bi-han/Sub-Zero.
⚠️ pure fluff, Bi-han is Bi-han, but he's not so bad
🐉𝐉𝐨𝐡𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐂𝐚𝐠𝐞
▪️Dating Johnny means your life is never boring.
▪️He's funny, charismatic, and loves making you laugh.
▪️He'll constantly flirt with you.
▪️Compliment your outfit.
▪️Take hundreds of photos together.
▪️Post cute couple pictures while pretending he isn't absolutely obsessed with showing you off.
▪️Despite his celebrity image, Johnny is surprisingly attentive.
▪️He remembers little details about you.
▪️Your favorite coffee and comfort movie.
▪️The flowers you once mentioned liking.
▪️When you're feeling down, he'll cancel interviews and movie premieres just to stay home with you.
▪️He jokes a lot, but when it comes to your happiness, he's completely serious.
"Hey, gorgeous. You know you're my favorite co-star, right?"
🐉𝐊𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢 𝐓𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐢
▪️Kenshi is calm, mature, and incredibly loyal.
▪️He isn't very expressive, but his actions reveal everything.
▪️He always notices when you're tired.
▪️He listens carefully whenever you speak.
▪️He values trust above all else.
▪️Being with Kenshi means feeling understood.
▪️He enjoys peaceful evenings, tea together and quiet conversations.
▪️Walking side by side without needing to fill the silence.
▪️He's also fiercely protective, but not because he thinks you're weak. Because after he lost his sight, I feel he has to protect you. He loves you and wouldn't want you to ever suffer the way he did.
▪️His affection is gentle like holding your hand, touching your forehead softly and quietly reminding you that you're never alone.
▪️Ever since Kenshi lost his sight, he's really enjoyed touching your face or holding your hand. It's true that thanks to Sento, he can see. But the fact that he can still feel you means a lot to him.
🐉𝐋𝐢𝐮 𝐊𝐚𝐧𝐠
▪️Liu Kang carries enormous responsibilities.
▪️He protects the realms, guides others and puts countless lives before his own.
▪️Yet when he's with you, he allows himself to simply exist.
▪️He enjoys quiet moments like watching the stars and meditating together.
▪️Long conversations about hopes and dreams.
▪️He also loves training with you to fight. It often ends with you laughing and kissing.
▪️Liu Kang is patient and understanding.
▪️He never rushes you or judges you.
▪️He encourages you to become the best version of yourself.
▪️His love is steady, comforting and timeless.
▪️Even with the fate of worlds resting on his shoulders, he always makes time for the person he loves.
▪️Because he believes that protecting the future also means protecting the people who make life worth living.
🐉𝐑𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧
▪️Raiden is gentle by nature.
▪️Even after becoming one of Earthrealm's champions, he never loses his kindness.
▪️He falls in love with someone who appreciates simple happiness like sharing meals, training together and laughing over silly things.
▪️He's incredibly supportive.
▪️Your dreams become important to him.
▪️Your victories feel like his own.
▪️Raiden also tends to worry.
▪️He checks if you've eaten. If you're resting enough or if you're overworking yourself.
▪️He's the kind of partner who believes love should bring peace, not pain.
▪️And every day, he tries to make your life a little brighter.
▪️His greatest moment was when you saw him use his lightning powers thanks to the medallion Lord Liu Kang gave him. You were so proud of him and told him he was amazing. He'll never forget that feeling of pride.
🐉𝐊𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐋𝐚𝐨
▪️Kung Lao acts confident, sometimes a little too confident.
▪️He'll absolutely brag about himself.
▪️And then immediately try to impress you.
▪️He enjoys making you smile with playful teasing, friendly competitions and taking you to festivals and celebrations.
▪️But beneath the ego is someone deeply loyal.
▪️When he truly loves someone, he becomes incredibly devoted.
▪️He wants to make you proud.
▪️He works harder because of you.
▪️And while he may pretend to be fearless, your opinion matters to him more than he would ever admit.
▪️His favorite reward after a difficult day is simply hearing you tell him he's done well. And of course a sweet kiss while being in your arms.
🐉𝐊𝐮𝐚𝐢 𝐋𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐠/𝐒𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐩𝐢𝐨𝐧
▪️Kuai Liang is one of the most dependable partners imaginable.
▪️He's patient, kind and respectful.
▪️He believes relationships should be built on honesty and mutual support.
▪️He loves spending time together doing ordinary things like training, watching sunsets and walks through the Sakura tree gardens.
▪️His calm personality makes him easy to trust.
▪️But if someone threatens the person he loves, the Grandmaster disappears, but Scorpion appears.
▪️His protective instincts become overwhelming.
▪️He would walk through fire itself to keep you safe and he never lets you doubt how important you are to him.
🐉𝐓𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐬 𝐕𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐚/𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞
▪️Tomas is one of the sweetest people in Earthrealm.
▪️He's humble and compassionate.
▪️As a partner, he's incredibly affectionate and he genuinely enjoys making you happy.
▪️Small gifts, warm hugs and asking about your day.
▪️Remembering every little thing that matters to you.
▪️He loves quiet domestic moments like reading together, walking through gardens and cooking meals as a team.
▪️Tomas also understands loneliness.
▪️Because of that, he always makes sure you know how loved you are.
▪️He'll never let you face difficult times by yourself.
"Whatever happens... we'll face it together."
🐉𝐁𝐢-𝐇𝐚𝐧/𝐒𝐮𝐛-𝐙𝐞𝐫𝐨
▪️Bi-Han is difficult to understand.
▪️He keeps his emotions hidden behind discipline and pride.
▪️At first, he may seem cold, distant and untouchable.
▪️But falling in love changes him, slowly.
▪️He begins trusting you with thoughts he shares with no one else.
▪️His affection is subtle.
▪️Standing beside you, making sure you arrive home safely and quietly solving your problems before you even know they exist.
▪️Bi-Han rarely says romantic things.
▪️But one simple sentence from him carries enormous meaning.
"Stay with me."
▪️To everyone else, he remains the fearsome Grandmaster, but to you, he's simply a man learning how to love.
I've loved Hanzo since the first time I played Mortal Kombat over a decade ago at this point. I also recently saw Mortal Kombat 2 in theaters and loved it. :3 Mortal Kombat is mine and no one can take it from me.
Prompt: I know you're still in there
Paring: Hanzo/Scorpion X Reader
Warnings: No pronouns or descriptions used for the Reader
Masterlist
Rage, Revenge, Destruction.
These where the things that Scorpion represented. They were the parts of Hanzo that he knew would be better if he could absolve. He had revenged his clan against Bi-Han long ago. He had rebuilt what had once been broken. And now beside him, was you.
You with your gentle hands and kind smile. Never judging the blood on his hands or the ghosts behind his eyes. Never questioning the nightmares that haunt his nights — instead opening your arms and offering him comfort in those dreadful times.
In times where he was needed to fight, where the part of him that was still Scorprion. Still the killer and the thief of his mind. You did not flinch away or hide from him. No, you knew every facet of him. Knew that behind the white, cloudy, soulless eyes of Scorpion; that he was still Hanzo.
Thus you would never leave him. Instead you would reach out to him, call his name with softness he was not sure he deserved.
He did not deserve you.
But you would brush away such doubts. You deserved better. Deserved more. But always, you wanted him. Wanted a broken man when you could have a better man.
My Hanzo.
You always said my. A gentle claim. A claim on the man he was. The man he was underneath Scorpion. Yes. Even under the ash and flame, he was your Hanzo.
Hi, well, I have a request. If you're not comfortable with it, no problem. I thought of having the reader manipulate the relationship—well, the almost-relationship—between Harumi and Kuai Liang, based on Kuai Liang's final tower mode. When he meets Harumi, she helps him, they create the clan, etc. But in this case, the reader is angry with Harumi. She doesn't hate her, but she's angry that the love of her life, Kuai Liang, is interested in her. The reader has always been there for him, so why can't she be the one to do it? the reader wonders. She wants to make Harumi disappear from the face of the earth, but that would be low, and it wouldn't be easy. She has to gain Harumi's trust, which shouldn't be too complicated. So, she plans to separate them one way or another. In this case, she wants to become Harumi's friend, spend time with her, and manipulate every interaction between them. It wasn't that difficult to become Harumi's friend, and the Japanese girl tells her that she plans to ask Kuai Liang out on a date. The reader listens and advises her (trap) that Kuai Liang might like that. Hmmm, I'm thinking, I don't know, maybe Harumi could give him something he's allergic to. Hmmm, I don't know. Another idea is that Harumi wanted to give him a gift but gives him something else, something that offends Kuai Liang or makes him uncomfortable. Hmmm, figure it out! I like drama, but if you can't, don't worry, it's just an idea that popped into my head, hehe. To be exact, the reader should come out looking good and Harumi should look bad in Kuai Liang's eyes, and they should both end up on bad terms. It's the most peaceful thing I can think of. Honestly, I thought the reader could gain Harumi's trust and one day take advantage of the situation to get rid of Harumi and have a clear path with Kuai Liang, but I think that sounds a bit evil, well, very evil, as much as possible. Don't worry. (MK1)
you didn’t break them apart, you just stood in the right place, whispered the right things, and let their trust do the rest <3
= kuai liang x fem!reader
a/n : sorry i took so long to do this.. I've been in and out the hospital for the past four weeks but i managed to do a few of you guys request. i hope you like this hon!
you didn’t mean for it to feel like this. that’s what you keep telling yourself, like repetition might sand the guilt down into something smoother, easier to hold. because it wasn’t supposed to be you standing on the outside, watching him look at her like she was something warm, something safe. it was supposed to be you. it had always been you. you were there before the clan had a name, before the purpose settled into his bones, before harumi’s laughter started filling the quiet spaces you used to occupy. so when you see the way kuai liang’s eyes soften around her, it doesn’t feel like jealousy at first. it feels like something being taken. something that had already belonged to you. you don’t hate her. that would be simpler. hate is clean, sharp. this is heavier, tangled with something almost like admiration. she’s kind. she’s gentle in ways you never quite learned how to be. and maybe that’s exactly the problem. because kindness like hers makes it easy for people to choose her. makes it easy for him to choose her. so you decide, very quietly, that you won’t let that happen. not without a fight. not when you’ve already given so much of yourself to stand beside him.
it turns out, becoming her friend is almost embarrassingly easy. harumi welcomes you like she’s been waiting for you, like you’re not stepping into her life with an agenda tucked neatly behind your smile. she talks to you about everything, about the clan, about her hopes, about him. especially about him. you learn the way her voice softens when she says his name, how she tucks strands of hair behind her ear when she’s nervous, how she looks at you like you’re someone she can trust. and you play your part perfectly. you listen. you nod. you laugh when she does. you become someone safe in her eyes, someone who would never twist her words or guide her wrong. and when she finally tells you, cheeks warm and eyes bright, that she’s thinking about asking kuai liang out, you feel something sharp twist in your chest. but you don’t let it show. instead, you tilt your head, thoughtful, like you’re carefully considering her happiness. “he might like something bold,” you tell her, voice soft, encouraging. “something unexpected. he’s not the type to fall for something ordinary.” she lights up at that, like you’ve just handed her the answer she’s been searching for. and you almost laugh at how easy it is. how quickly trust turns into something you can mold.
you start small. you always do. subtle shifts, barely noticeable, the kind that feel like accidents if anyone ever looks too closely. harumi mentions wanting to bring him something as a gift, something meaningful, something that shows she understands him. you hum thoughtfully, pretending to think it through, while already knowing exactly where you’re going to lead her. “he respects strength,” you say slowly. “discipline. maybe something tied to that. something… symbolic.” you suggest an item you know will land wrong, something tied to a past he doesn’t like to revisit, something that feels more like a challenge than a gesture. harumi doesn’t know that. she just nods, trusting you, her excitement outweighing any doubt. and you help her prepare it, help her choose the exact wording, the exact moment. you’re there when she rehearses what she’ll say, when she worries it’s not enough, when she asks you if you think he’ll like it. every time, you reassure her. every time, you push her just a little further in the wrong direction. and when the day comes, you make sure you’re nearby, close enough to see the way it unfolds. kuai liang doesn’t react the way she expects. of course he doesn’t. confusion flickers across his face first, then something tighter, something uncomfortable. he doesn’t lash out, not in the way others might, but the distance is immediate. visible. and harumi, sweet, trusting harumi, doesn’t understand why.
it doesn’t end there. you’re not reckless enough to think one misstep will be enough to pull them apart completely. so you keep going, weaving yourself deeper into the space between them. when harumi comes to you, upset and unsure, you tilt the narrative just enough. “maybe he felt pressured,” you suggest gently. “you know how he is. maybe he doesn’t like being… cornered.” it’s not a lie, not entirely. just angled in a way that makes her second-guess herself. and when kuai liang, distant now, tries to make sense of what happened, you’re there too. calm, reasonable, reliable. you don’t speak badly of her outright. you don’t have to. you just let your words imply things. “she seemed really determined,” you say, like you’re trying to defend her. “maybe she misunderstood something.” it plants doubt. not anger, not yet, but something quieter. something that lingers. and you keep nudging, carefully, patiently, until their conversations feel strained, until misunderstandings stack on top of each other like fragile glass ready to crack. harumi starts trying too hard, overcorrecting in ways that only make things worse. kuai liang pulls back further, unsure, uncomfortable, unable to reconcile the version of her he thought he knew with the one standing in front of him now. and through it all, you remain steady. supportive. the one who listens without judgment.
by the time it finally breaks, it’s almost quiet. no dramatic confrontation, no shouting, just a conversation that ends with too much space between them and not enough trust left to bridge it. harumi looks hurt, confused, like something precious slipped through her fingers without her understanding how. kuai liang looks… tired. conflicted. like he’s trying to make peace with a disappointment he didn’t expect. and you stand there, just slightly to the side, untouched by the fallout. when harumi looks at you, searching for reassurance, you give her the same gentle expression you always have. when kuai liang glances your way, there’s something different in his gaze now. something steadier. something that leans, just a little, in your direction. and that twist in your chest from before? it eases. not completely. maybe it never will. because even now, even with everything falling exactly the way you wanted, there’s a part of you that knows what you did. knows how easily you stepped into her trust and turned it into something else. but you push that thought down, bury it beneath the quiet satisfaction settling in. you didn’t destroy her. you didn’t become something monstrous. you just… shifted things. guided them. and in the end, you’re the one still standing beside him. the one he turns to, even if he doesn’t fully realize why. and maybe that’s enough. maybe it has to be.
Yay I saw you do Hanzo now! I know MK1 is what’s “in” but I can’t forgot some of the men in MK11 😭 anyway can you please write SFW and NSFW headcanons for being in a relationship with Hanzo?
Love Again
A/n── Oh, Hanzo. Tbh, he was one of my first ever sexual awakenings if I'm being completely honest, This is honestly long overdue for him. Finally got around to doing this one, thank you for requesting thins. I am so sorry to keep you waiting, I hope this makes it qorth the wait<3
Tags── Mk11, NSFW, MDNI, Request, GN reader, Mk x reader, Hanzo Hasashi x reader, Headkanons
C/w── Mention of sex, oral sex, bodily fluids, nipple play, mention of bondage
SFW
Gaining the Scorpion's attention, no less his admiration, is a major feat.
Hanzo is a very distant man, only allowing a few fortunate few into his circle.
It wasn't easy getting close to him. Forever scarred by the death of his wife and child, it's been difficult for Hasashi to let anyone in.
But Hanzo isn't obliged to find quick forms of companionship to temporarily soothe his loneliness.
You meet through Johnny or Cassie. They hook you both up because, in their own words, "You both need to get laid."
He lets you in only under the pretence of it being a brief fling; he tells you that from the start. "You may be in love with me, but I urge you to be wary. This will not last between us forever."
Harumi was Hanzo's everything; she can't be so easily replaced. His love and loyalty will always fall back on her despite her death. But he has to admit, he has become very fond of you.
Scorpion is an older man; he doesn't crave much. The desire and thrill for adventure have all but been flushed from his body. He loves the mundane, such as drinking tea with you in the fire gardens.
Hanzo also likes writing poems; he'll read them aloud to you as he lets you lay your weary head on his lap and rest.
Hanzo deny, he likes to show off for you. When he is training with his men, he may show off a bit more, knowing you're watching. Doing advanced feats, hoping to impress you with his strength and speed.
Dates with Hanzo in
You fill his home, and his life in general, with a light he hasn't felt in a while. He won't tell you this thought.
He notices how the men of his Shirai Ryu ogle and admire you. He doesn't feel jealou,s however, in fact, he feels a sense of pride and gratitude knowing that you allow him to have such an intimate relationship with you.
As your relationship goes and you get closer, Hanzo seems to become more and more protective of you. When you're not with him, he often calls you and sends you gifts such as flowers and clothes
Every day, you might be far away from him, but you're very near in his thoughts.
It seems you have grown on the Grandmaster. Perhaps he'll continue this dance with you for a little longer.
NSFW
Sex
Hanzo's relationship with sex is very strained.
When he was Scorpion. The idea of it alluded him. How could he possibly think of such a thing when his wife is dead?
Nowadays, Hanzo has been trying to find a place where he honors his departed wife while trying to move on.
You should feel honoured to know you are his first time in a long time.
The first time you do it, he will carry you to his bed. He'll drape you over the sheets and help you take your clothes off.
There you are, your sweet and supple body lying there, all for him to take.
He'll lose himself staring at you. How long has it been since he's seen something like this? A body so tender, a body yearning for his touch, hungering for his rod.
A shiver runs down his spine as he stares down your body. It's only when you say something, asking if he's alright, that he snaps out of it.
He'll take off his robe, revealing his body to you. The Grandmaster's strong body is so hot and ready for this moment. His erection stands high, stiff and pulsing with desperation.
He'll crawl on top of you; he'll take his finger and just touch your skin. He'll run his hands up and down your body. And that's enough for him, cream oozes from his tip. It really has been a long time, hasn't it?
He leans his head in close; he opens his mouth and starts to lick and nibble at your nipples. He just wants to know what flesh feels like against, what it tastes like.
He only starts fucking you when you start begging him. You're moaning and whining, which finally rouses him out of his reverie. He doesn't say anything, just nods.
He takes your legs and spreads them open. Taking his tool and guides inside of you, but not before taking the tip and rubbing all around the opening. It's been so long that he has forgotten the pleasure of teasing.
Finally, he slides it inside of you; it slips in like a glove. Hanzo closes his eyes as he takes it all in. You feel hot and soft, you moan, and it feels like it makes him harder. He waits a few moments for your body to adjust to his form.
He immediately begins thrusting in and out of you; his strokes are perfect. He's hitting the right spots already. It's like riding a bike for Hanzo as he strokes
This is a wonderful feeling, body grinding against body, flesh digging against flesh. It's heaven, the former spectre from hell is giving you heaven.
You have to hang onto the sheets as Hanzo rocks the bed.
He explodes inside of you, filling every inch of you with his hot cum. Your combined juices merge, and the excess spills out.
The aftercare was amazing. Hanzo will hold you close, he'll whisper in your ear, "Was I good? I didn't hurt you, did I?". He'll tell how beautiful you are. As you drift off to sleep, you swear you hear him whisper that he loves you as he falls asleep.
Sexual Hobbies
Hanzo isn't a very sexual person. His time with the Shirai Ryu taught him to control his urges. When you couple it with the loss of his wife, Hanzo is kind of a prude.
That's where you come in. You encourage Hanzo to explore his sexuality more. So, he tries with you.
Hanzo is a very traditional man; he likes missionary, and prefers only missionary.
He is a little terrified by how sexual you are at first. You do things to his body that he's never even thought of doing with his wife.
Such as blowjobs, he was confused when you got on your knees and took off his pants. He has to cover his mouth as you went crazy with dick in your mouth. "You're insane." He says with a dry laugh.
When you're finsihed he stares at you in fearful fluster. You stare up at him with his cum dripping from your smiling mouth.
His new favourite thing to do with you is shower. The feeling of the hot waterfalling down on him as his hands travel across your body is amazing.
Though he often refuses to shower with you, because neither of you winds up very clean. Instead, they chose to make love the entire time.
He likes to have you pinned against the wall as he takes you.
He enjoys sitting in his sauna with you; you seem to like it too. With the way his skin glistens, the beads of sweat drip down his muscular body. Since it's only the two of you in there, you both sit naked.
Hanzo will spread his legs, allowing a good view of his manhood before the steam obscures your vision.
He likes to pretend to be oblivious to how flustered his sexy body gets you.
Sometimes you'll have sex in the sauna, he'll have you on all fours as he takes you from behind. The hot steam overtakes everything, making it so that you can't see anything. You only feel his thick cock as it pumps into you.
At one point, Hanzo will take a rope and have you tie him to the bed as you ride him. At another point, he'll take the rope and tie you to the bed and fuck you. He likes the feeling of power and control, he likes dominating you, he likes you dominating him.
He likes sleeping naked. He likes it when you sleep naked with him. Nothing can match the feeling of cuddling naked, either; the feeling of both of your hot flesh clinging to each other fills him with a sense of ecstasy.
Sometimes he'll go to sleep while lying on top of you, his dicks still hard and pulsing inside of you after sex. It isn't often, but he likes it when you let him do it.
At one point, your lovemaking grew so intense that you both broke the bed. Hanzo was horrified, but you were too high on the pleasure to care.
Generally, sex with Hanzo was too good for you to worry about many things
Thanks to you, Hanzo has gotten more comfortable with his body.
He doesn't know how long this relationship will last, but he wants to experiment.
Warnings. Dead Dove, stalking and voyeurism, finger sucking (Bi-Han), lactation kink (Kuai Liang), somnophilia and stealing (Tomas), 18+.
@guisselvaldezbernal I decided to tag you since you've asked for pt.2 😊
Link for pt.1
Bi-Han.
The sun wasn't merciful this summer. It scorched Bi-Han like hellfire, yet he kept standing on the balcony, observing the maids who were pottering in the garden. His gaze, while wandering across each woman, kept landing on you. A small cap tied simply over your hair, a linen shift, once white, now softened by years of washing and wearing, its neckline stretched and stained with yellows and reds that had turned brownish from constant attempts to wash them out, a simple pair of stays, lightly boned and laced at the front, their fabric darkened by use. Those peasant, vulgar garments of yours were imprinted on his eyes and onto his very masculine core, which reacted to your every motion: the way you stretched your hand to pluck a ripe plum or cherry, giving a sight of a wet patch under the arms of your shift. Bi-Han's throat spasmed with each swallow he took, trying to keep the fraying strings of his control together. His attentive eyes watched how the overripe fruits burst in your palms, their juice running down your hand from fingers to delicate elbow, staining your clothes with occasional spatters. Sweat, mixed with a droplet of nectar, slipped between your breasts, and Bi-Han's vision blurred. He wanted to be there, to lick all this mess from your fingers, sucking each knuckle clean, to tickle your wrist with the tip of his tongue and then press his nose between your mounds, collecting the stray drop to inhale the torturous perfume of a woman as ripe as the fruits she was collecting.
Kuai Liang.
It was always quiet and serene in the spacious nursery. Even the air here was different… not a sharp mountain breeze but a tender mixture of baby powder, neatness, and something uniquely maternal. Kuai Liang stood there, an uninvited sentinel hiding behind the white curtains with intricate lace patterns that moved with the wind. He watched you, and the fire, which usually bent to his will, was threatening to erupt and consume him. Kuai Liang found you lying on a sofa, propped on your elbow. Your dress, a floral gown, was open at your chest, and the child was nursing at your full, heavy breast. You were watching them with a soft smile; the baby's tiny hand was held between your solicitous yet steady fingers. The midday sunrays cast colorful beams that illuminated your face, making you squint your eyes, and dispersed into dozens of rainbows in the little curls at the back of your neck. It was the absolution and the highest order he was seeking. His chest tightened, his stomach muscles coiled in a sinful sweetness. Kuai Liang wasn't sure if he was allowed to breathe the same air as you so as not to disturb this sacred ritual. He watched the baby shifting and making sounds; he peered as you let go of their hand only to brush their hair and coo soothingly. The child was full, and Kuai Liang caught a glimpse of your breast, now softer and with a brightly flushed nipple, before you hid it behind the dress. The miracle disappeared.
Tomas Vrbada.
Tomas was looking for you, and when he opened the door to your room after a couple of sharp knocks, he froze where he stood. The dusk was creeping in, and in the fading light he saw you in bed, sleeping soundly. He closed the door, his face hot and red. Tomas looked around, no better than a petty thief, and dissolved into unseen curls of smoke. He slipped into your room, invisible but aroused. His eyes drank in the sight of you curled on your side, legs hugging a crumpled blanket, a trickle of saliva running down your cheek. The pajama pants you were wearing grew tight over your rear, hugging every curve of your brazenly spread legs. Oh, Tomas longed to be that blanket just to be pressed against the agonizing heat between your legs. His nose, trained to stalk prey in the forest, felt your warm, sleepy sweat and the tender grease of your hair. The plan formed immediately inside his head. All he needed to execute it was to wait – and he waited until the reward ended up in his hands. Tomas stole your pajamas while you were showering. With the thrill of a zealot, he wrapped your shirt around his own pillow. His heavy head lowered onto it. Tomas could swear it had become much softer with your clothes on it. Then he pressed your pants to his face, inhaling the earthy musk of your femininity. As he prepared for his own sleep, he pressed them to his chest and buried his nose in the newly decorated pillow. You were in his home – just an imitation for now, and Tomas bore no guilt for it. Being intimate with you was the only thing that mattered, even if the intimacy was stolen.
Summary: It’s been a week since you last saw him, and your mind has been torturing you with ideas that maybe you went too far and now he doesn’t want you anymore. But now that he is back, he is going to show you exactly what’s been on his mind since he last saw you.
Warnings: Smut. Fem!Reader. Teleporting? Insecure reader. Virginity loss (not discussed but implied). Fingering. P in V sex. Unprotected. He makes LOVE!
Wc: 5.6k.
A/N: First time writing sex, so maybe it's a little cringe. Also, I refuse to say cock or pussy, sorry! Center it is.
Masterlist
It’s been a week since you last saw him.
After the bath he was… obligated to take at your family’s estate, you were supposed to have breakfast and spend the morning together, but he was summoned for an emergency mission that his subordinates couldn't handle on their own. He didn’t even have the time to tell you personally, so he had to send the message through one of your maids.
That was a week ago, which means, you haven’t seen him since you made him cum in his pants.
You haven’t even heard of him, which not only made you worry sick about his safety, it was also a great opportunity for your mind to overthink the whole situation.
Did you go too far? Did you disrespect him? Was he disgusted by your behavior and wanted to call off the whole wedding? Okay maybe that’s too much, but it has crossed your mind! And how could it not? Since the moment he first showed interest in you he always found a way to tell you that he was okay, sending one of his ninjas, or through a letter, even small pieces of paper with short messages, he always wanted you to know that he was safe (and thinking of you). And now? Complete silence.
So in your head there were just two possibilities: 1. He was dead (god’s please don’t) or 2. He now hated you, which was worse.
The only thing that has helped you turn off your brain a little has been training, which you’ve been doing a lot. Even the ninjas that trained and worked under your family’s name have been a little surprised by your constant presence on the training courtyard. And that’s exactly where you were right now, training your hand to hand combat against a boy that was around your age, surrounded by the others as a small audience.
You were good, but he was not going easy on you. You were grateful though, in a real battle your enemies would never go easy on you just because you’re a woman. Not in this world.
You had the upper hand, sending your opponent to the ground constantly, but he kept getting up, not showing signs of getting tired. He was persistent, you had to give him that.
You kicked him behind the leg, making him fall to his knees, making the other ninjas cheer, you were about to kick him on his back until the cheering faded around you, and some whistles startled you mid kick, making you look to the side and away from your opponent. And there, in an opening of the audience gathered around you, was him, looking straight at you with pride evident on his face.
Your opponent took your moment of distraction as the opportunity to grab you by the leg and sent you to the floor on your back. Going with you, he crushed your arms to the mat with his legs and put his forearm against your neck, winning the fight.
“Not fair.” You gasped.
“Completely fair, you shouldn’t get distracted mid fight, not even for that pretty face.” He replied with a laugh, standing up and helping you on your feet too.
The people present turned towards the newcomer when your fight was considered finished, and they all bowed, not only on greeting, but also on sign of respect, after all, he was greatly admired by your clan. Despite the anxiety that his sudden presence ignited within you, you felt so much pride by the gesture of your people towards the man you love.
“You came back.” You said with big eyes, still a little out of breath.
“Of course I came back.” He smiled at you. “Would you come with me, please?” He extended an arm towards the path that leaded away from the training courtyard.
“I’m a-actually in the middle of training.” You mumbled, a little overwhelmed by your anxiety and the, still present, audience around you. His smile faded a little, making you even more uncomfortable, you had never turned him down before.
“Go take a walk with your boyfriend.” A man behind you joked as he shoved you softly towards him. Kuai Liang sent a stern look in his direction, not liking the way he pushed you, and the man retreated with his hands up in surrender. You kept walking until you were beside him, and he put a hand on your lower back to guide you away from all the people. Behind you the training resumed once you were gone.
“Should I call for some maids to accompany us?” You asked once you were reaching the gardens. They were always empty, and you’ve never cared about being alone with him before, you loved being alone with him, but now you were dreading that he thought of you as an unsuitable and inappropriate woman.
“No, I want it to be just the two of us.” He said simply.
That’s it, he wants you alone to tell you that he wants to cancel the wedding, he's going to tell you that he hates you, and that he’s going to find a much more decent woman to be his wife, because you’re awful.
You kept silent as you walked, when you reached the center of the gardens, he looked at you, he found your silence… unusual. You were always so chatty with him, especially after he came back from a mission, asking for details and about what he saw, or telling him about how your days went without him. But now you are trapped in your head, and he could notice the unease on your face.
“Is…everything okay?” His tone was delicate, not wanting to upset you even more.
“Yes!” You replied way too quickly. “Yeah, why wouldn't everything be okay? What could be wrong?”
“Okay,” He stopped walking, “Tell me what’s on your mind.” He told you, concern evident on his face now.
“It’s really nothing,” You couldn’t look him in the face. “It’s just that…I’m all sweaty because of training a-and this is not my best outfit and-.”
He came closer to you and cut you mid ramble with his hands on your face, making you look into his eyes, his touch was so soft against your skin. “Stop, you look… so beautiful all the time.” He smiled as softly as his touch, you felt your anxiety slowly fading, until his smile transformed into a subtle smirk. “Besides… You didn’t seem to care about your clothes last time we saw each other.”
You didn’t have time to catch his playful tone before you were taking a step away from him with evident panic in your features. His concern came back instantly.
“I’m sorry, that was disrespectful-” He started apologizing, but was interrupted by your own word vomit.
“Last week I-I-I acted so out of place and I am so, so sorry! I shouldn't have done that, I didn’t act like someone in my position and it won’t happen again. I’ll behave like a proper bride until our marriage but please don’t leave me.” He was so shocked by what you were saying that no words came to his mind until you looked up again and he saw tears forming in your eyes.
“Hey, stop,” He came closer again and put his hands on your shoulders trying to comfort you. “What are you talking about? I’m not going to leave you…” He saw some servants walking toward the garden and made a hasty decision. He swiftly hugged your frame and teleported away from potential prying eyes, this conversation was just for the two of you.
He had teleported you only once before. One time that you were taking a walk by the town nearby, he felt like you two were being followed and made the decision for your safety. So he hoped that you would not be too startled by the action.
You felt the sudden dizzying sensation for a couple of seconds and when your eyes adapted to the change of light you found yourself in a dark space. You looked around and recognized the room as the cellar where the furniture your family used for special events was stored, the only source of light coming from some windows near the ceiling. You didn’t concern yourself wondering how he knew about this place, as your uneasiness was increasing by the evident conversation you were about to have.
He didn’t like seeing you like this one bit. You were always so…fierce, and unapologetic, never backing away from conflict, always with your head held high. And now you were shaking, and rambling away about him leaving you? No, he wasn’t having that.
“I need you to please breathe and tell me what is going on.” He asked you as he let you lean against a tall table, he took a couple of steps away to give you space.
You were never nervous to speak your mind, but you were so scared about what Kuai Liang thought of you that the words were stuck in your throat. You could only look around, searching for something to redirect the attention away from you.
“Love.” The pet name made you look in his direction, his kind eyes grounded you a little. “Please, tell me what's on your mind, or I won’t be able to help you.”
It took you a couple of seconds to level your breathing, but his patient self helped you to put your thoughts in order finally.
“I’m…scared.” You said at last. “About not having respected your boundaries last week. And I'm scared about what you may think of me because of that.” He looked at you, as if he was searching for something on your face.
“Do you regret it?” He asked, his voice low, making it sound more serious than what you were accustomed to. You started getting nervous again, he sensed that and walked toward you again, careful to not startle you. “Please, answer, do you regret it?”
“I’ll regret it if it’s what makes me lose you.” You whispered. He felt his chest tighten by your words.
“Well, I don’t regret it.” He said firmly. “And I don’t think I could ever regret it. And I could never think about leaving you, so please don’t ever believe such a thing again. And for that? About you showing me that you want me?”
“You said you wanted to wait.” You said looking at your shoes. He shook his head and came a couple of steps closer to you.
“Yes, I said that,” and his hands found your face again, softly caressing your cheekbones with his thumbs. “but then I went to the floor with you, didn’t I?” He felt your face warming by his words. “Because I wanted you just as much as you wanted me.”
“You did?”
“Of course I did, it’s the only thing that’s been on my mind since I left your room last week.” Your eyes opened in shock at his straightforwardness.
“O-oh.” Was the only word that you could mutter. He felt a strange feeling of satisfaction at your flustered state. Kind of powerful after the million times that you’ve made him blush and stutter since the moment you two met. So he continued speaking his mind to get a reaction out of you. “You have no idea how hard it was to concentrate on the mission with these… thoughts plaguing my mind.”
His hands continued caressing you, one going down to your neck, his fingers softly touching under your jaw, making you lightly shiver. You wanted to touch him back so badly, your fingers aching to reach for the back of his neck, where you knew he enjoyed feeling your nails softly scratching. But you were still nervous about overstepping.
“What thoughts?” You asked softly, looking at him through your lashes, unintentionally tempting him. He got even closer, his forehead almost touching yours.
“Thoughts about…how if you would have asked me to take you that day, I would have.” His voice was low, almost whispering. “Right there on the floor, I would have ignored all about waiting. Because I wanted you, I wanted you then, and I want you now and I will always want you. You think you could scare me with your feelings?” He chuckled to himself. “If you knew how I've imagined you this whole week you would be the one running away from me. But unlike someone, I’m not scared of how I feel toward my wife.”
He saw your mouth open in shock, and your face was warmer than ever under the palm that was still on your cheek. “I’m not your wife yet.” Was your only response, the shock caused by his words making your brain stop working.
“Yet.” And he pulled your face towards his to finally kiss you, softly. The negative thoughts finally fading away from your mind. You responded to the kiss immediately, letting him guide the intensity. Your hand reached him at last, pulling him toward you by his waist, the warmth of your body against his made him groan, you smiled into the kiss. He pulled away slightly, his nose still touching yours. “I missed you. I wanted to tell you before, but…well.”
“I missed you too.” You smile by his soft voice. “Can you kiss me again?”
“‘Course.” He mumbled at the same time that he got closer again. This time his arms went around your waist, pulling you even closer. You moaned, and for the first time ever, he was the first to put his tongue inside your mouth, deepening the kiss. He bent lower and grabbed you by the back of your thighs to push you up and sit you on the table behind you, you instantly hugged his hips with your legs.
You separate a little to ask. “Is this okay with you?” He only hums and nods before going back in to kiss you, this time even harder. His hips were so close to you that he could feel how warm you were getting, he was going to lose his mind. One of his hands went to your hair, and softly pulled it to make you uncover your neck, and there went his lips next. The moan that left you made him shiver, and unconsciously grinded his hips against yours.
“Kuai.” You breathed out.
“Yes?” He asked, still kissing your neck, going down to your collarbones.
“Kiss me again.” You whined, he responded with a low laugh.
“I am kissing you, love.”
“Kiss me on the mouth.” You said, your attitude completely back, grabbing him by the jaw to push his face up. The kiss was deep, and hungry, you couldn’t get enough of each other.
You used the same hand that was still on his jaw to push his face to look at the roof of the cellar, it was your turn to kiss his neck.
“Kuai?” You asked softly between kisses. He responded with a groan. “You said you would’ve had me if I asked, right?” You asked against his neck, brushing the skin with your tongue. “Last week…”
“Yeah…” He groaned by the sensation, a little disconnected from the conversation.
“What if I…asked now?” You kept kissing down his neck, reaching the clothing that covered his collarbones, you pulled lightly at it with the tips of your fingers, exposing some more skin for your lips to reach.
“Y-yeah…”
“Yeah?” You asked teasingly.
“Yea-What- No! What?” He shook his head and tried to pull away from you, but your legs around his hips anchored him to you. He made eye contact with you, his furrowed brows didn’t last long, your pouting lips making him kiss you swiftly. “I’m sorry, love, but I’m not taking you against a table covered in dirt.”
“Not even if I ask nicely?” You tilted your head in an innocent manner, batting your lashes for full effect.
“Not even if you whine so, so prettily.” His voice was rough after all the kissing and groaning.
“Well,” You jumped off the table and took his hand. He was confused as you started walking to the back of the room. Once you reached the piece of furniture you knew was stored in this cellar, you changed positions with him, and pushed him. He was so focused on you that he was caught off guard and fell to the couch behind him. “Luckily for us, there’s more than dirty tables down here.”
He looked up at you, his breathing getting heavier. You looked down at him, nervous about what your next move should be. You knew that you wanted to be close to him, but you were still unsure about how far you could go. He saw the nervousness on your face, and decided his next move.
He slowly reached you with his hands. He started at your thighs, caressing them softly. His eyes followed the movements. His hands started moving up, the higher he went, the braver his touch became, caressing and grabbing. When he reached your waist, he pulled you closer, when you stood between his legs, he moved closer and kissed your stomach above the layers of clothes you wore. Your own hands reached behind his neck, and you stroked his nape, like you knew he liked. His hands went to the edge of your haori, and pulled at it, until your outer layer was on the floor behind you. He looked into your face again, and his fingers now reached the buttons of your top. He looked up at you from his sitting position.
“Can I take this off?” He asked softly, his voice deep. You bit your lip and nodded. “Please, use your words, I need you to be sure.”
“You can take it off.” His movements as he unbuttoned your top were slow, making you wonder if the reason was so you wouldn't get scared, or to savour the moment.
Once the piece of cloth was on the ground too, and your upper body was exposed to his eyes, he pulled you again, this time making you sit on top of his thighs. His hands went up on your back, until one was at the back of your neck, and he pulled you into a kiss, instantly meeting his tongue with your own.
Your arms went around his shoulders, wanting to be as close to him as possible. His hands went from your back to your waist, and you felt how he doubted about going up your body.
“Can I touch y-” He started asking but you interrupted him.
“You can do whatever you want to me.” He just laughed, and his forehead went down, resting on your sternum.
“You know I will ask you anyway.”
“I know, but the information is now there in the open.” You laughed back. “Yes, Kuai, you can touch me.” You said softly this time.
His hands went up slowly, and he separated a little from you, so he could look at your body and your reactions at his touch. Once his palms reached your breasts, he grabbed with a stronger touch. You moaned and tried to push your body even closer to his hands. He kissed you again, savoring your moans as he kept touching you. He separated and saw the pleasure written on your face, he couldn’t contain himself and went down your neck again with his lips, this time he didn’t stop until he reached where his hands were. The feeling of his tongue against you made you grind against him, and when you felt him hard under you you grinded even harder.
His hands went to your hips and helped you move, his mouth still licking your skin.
“I like you like this.” He said, looking into your eyes again.
“Like what?” Your voice came out breathy.
“Confident. I don’t want to ever see you doubting yourself again… or me.” Your only response was to kiss him. After some more kissing he pushed away slightly, and looked you directly in the eyes. “Do you really want to do this?”
“Yes.” You answered instantly, with enthusiastic nods of your head. “Yes I do.” He groaned against your shoulder, his hands squeezed your waist before speaking again.
“Can you stand up a little for me, please?” You stood between his open thighs again. His fingers reached the string fastening your pants. “Can I take this off?”
“Yes.” You felt like you were vibrating as he started undoing the knot, and once it was untied, down were your pants, you kicked them to the side, and stood straight in front of him. The only piece of cloth still on your body were some cute panties with a little bow at the front. Not all of your clothes were traditional.
“Are you always wearing cute things like this under your clothes?” He swallowed, his eyes not leaving the sight in front of him.
“…Maybe.” You smiled mischievously at him.
“Gods.” He groaned and pulled you towards him to kiss just above the cute bow. “I almost don’t want to take them off.” He whispered to himself, but you heard him anyway.
“How would you fuck me then?” Your voice was so innocent that it almost went over him what you said. He looked up at you with wide eyes, and in seconds he pushed the last piece of clothing down and grabbed you by the thighs, lifting you and lying you down on the couch.
“You… are not good for my sanity.” You only giggled as he supported your head against the armrest of the sofa. “You’re comfortable like this?” You nodded and grabbed him by the neck so he could kiss you again. You two kissed for what felt like hours. Your legs went around his hips to pull him closer, and when you felt him through his clothes against you, your lips separated from his to say between moans.
“You’re wearing too many clothes.”
He didn’t respond, he just went up on his knees, between your thighs, and he unbuckled slowly the harness around his shoulders, never breaking eye contact. Once the leather accessory was off, he unfastened his top, revealing his muscular chest. You started salivating, gods, the man was making you act like a dog! Your hands went to grab at the belt on his trousers.
“Not yet. Hands to yourself.” He said with a commanding voice as soon as you touched the leather. You obeyed instantly, something really close to a moan left your mouth as you lifted your hands to rest beside your head on the armrest. He smiled knowingly.
“Kuai…please touch me.” You whined. His hands went to your waist again, his touch soft.
“You can tell me to stop whenever you want. I will stop, okay?”
“Okay.” You said, smiling softly at him. “But now touch me, please.”
“So demanding…” He said to himself, as one of his hands started descending your body, the other stayed caressing your waist.
His eyes followed the movement down, and when he finally reached your center, he groaned like it hurt.
“You’re…so beautiful.” He said, as his thumb touched up and down, getting a feeling of you. “And so wet.” You whined and covered your face in embarrassment. “No, love, come on. You can’t be shy now.” The hand that remained on your waist went up and removed your hands from your face. “Let me see you.” Once you looked at him again, he supported himself on the armrest and went down to kiss you, his thumb still touching you. You moaned and he lifted himself with the arm on the armrest, he was so big above you, the subtle light coming from the small windows illuminating him from behind, he looked like a saint in your eyes.
“You’re so beautiful, Kuai.” You whispered, he laughed softly.
“Not nearly as much as you.” He kissed you again. “Can I touch you inside?” You nodded against his lips. His fingers left you, and he brought them to his mouth. He pushed his index finger inside his mouth and covered it in spit. The image was so hot to you that you could only look with your mouth and eyes wide open. He reached down again and circled your opening with his now wet finger. “Are you ready?” He asked, making eye contact.
“Yes.” Your voice was soft.
His finger went inside slowly as he didn’t want to hurt you. He kept looking at your face for any sign of discomfort as he kept going in, and when he didn’t find any, his eyes went down to see his finger disappearing inside you. He couldn’t help the moan at the sight. “You’re so warm inside.” You moaned back at his words. His thumb went up to your clit as his finger kept moving in and out of you. You moaned again, loudly, and he kissed you to shut you up. He felt you clench around his finger and moved his head towards your ear. “You’re so tight, how am I going to get inside you?” Your legs shut against his hand at his low words.
“I can take it.” You said moaning.
“You can?” He felt you nodding beside his head. “Can you take another finger?”
“Yes.” You whined at the idea. His finger left you and he brought his hand to his mouth once more, and put the finger that was just inside you into his mouth along his middle finger, his eyes shut in pleasure at the taste.
“You’re perfect.” His hand reached down again, and he pushed both fingers inside you this time, he reached to kiss you before you could let out a loud sound. His fingers moved faster than before, but still cautiously, his thumb still drawing circles against you. He could feel you shaking against his body with pleasure, and he couldn’t get enough. “I want to make you feel good.”
“You’re making me feel…so good, Kuai.” You told him between moans, your eyes glassy.
“I want to make you cum.” You shuddered at his words, he groaned and pushed one more finger inside you, this one aided by your own wetness. You started following the rhythm of his wrist with your hips. “Yes, that’s it. Brave girl. You’re doing so good.” His words pushed you closer to the edge.
“It feels so good.” You couldn’t stop moaning, the movements of his thumb were making you see stars. “Please, go a little faster.” He followed your request instantly. His fingers were reaching places you haven’t even dreamed of. “Gods! Kuai!” Your vision went white, and you felt warmness going through your whole body.
He slowed the movements of his hand as he felt you clench and shiver. He couldn’t help but moan at the vision in front of him.
You were breathing hard, your legs couldn’t stop shaking and you were looking up at him like you couldn’t believe that he was there with you. He felt so much adoration for you that it couldn’t translate into words. He could only come down and crash his lips into yours, trying to show you how he felt through it. Your hands went to his face to caress his cheeks and he deepened the kiss. You moaned as you felt his fingers leaving your insides, his wet fingers resting on your waist again.
“I want more.”
“That wasn’t enough for you? Greedy thing.”
“Kuaiii, please.” You reached his belt and dragged him against you once more, slotting his hips against yours. The feeling through his pants made him groan.
“Yeah,” He stood up again on his knees between your open thighs. “Okay, remember you can stop me if you don’t want to keep going.
“I want to keep going.” You mumbled as he started undoing his belts, his pretty hands the only thing you could concentrate on right now, even more precious to you after how they made you feel moments ago.
Once his belt was off, his pants followed, ending on the floor. Your vision was focused between his thighs now, you were in shock, and slightly scared now. Your silence was making him nervous. “Is…is this okay?”
“That,” you pointed with your finger. “Is going inside of me.” He chuckled while blushing softly. He just nodded, still looking at you. “Can I touch it?”
“S-sure.” He was mesmerized by your eyes, they were still so innocent every time you looked at him. Even as you sat straight and reached him with one hand.
You felt him, warm against your palm. Your fingers circled him softly, not really knowing how to touch him. “Show me how.” Your soft voice demanded. He reached your hand with his own, and squeezed with little force. He groaned and his head tipped back at your touch.
“Like that is good.” He said, his voice deep. You made one movement with your wrist, and he moaned a little louder.
You reached his waist with your other hand, and pulled him against you again, this time with the both of you finally naked, it felt better than ever. His hand left yours to keep himself up by the armrest, so he could look at your body from above. He saw how you rested him against your tummy.
“Look how deep you’re gonna be.” The wonder in your voice made him shut his eyes, you touched his tip with your thumb and he felt like dying.
“You are… so dirty.” He said as he sat straight again, grabbing himself and started aligning with your opening.
“But you like me like that, right?” Your question came out as a moan by the sensation of him caressing up and down with his tip.
“Of course,” he reached your face and kissed you softly, “I love you.” Your eyes were so bright at his words. It was not the first time you heard those words from him, but it never got old.
“I love you too.” Your words became a moan as he started pushing in, even slower than with his fingers. He moaned against your mouth. Your hand reached behind his neck to hold onto something, his size a little uncomfortable at first. He felt you stiffened and stopped his movements. “No!” You whined, “Keep going.”
“You sure?” He asked breathily.
“Just…go slow.”
“‘Course.” He kissed you again and sat up, on his knees he could see every part of you. His hands grabbed your waist and started going in again, even slower. You felt so good, but he was more concerned with your reactions, so he kept his eyes drawn on your face.
After a couple of minutes of gentle rocking, he finally reached all the way inside, and he kept himself still. His hands started wandering, caressing your waist, going up and down, his thumbs softly going over your tummy, reaching down to your clit. He started drawing the same circles that had you shaking before. Once you started moaning again, the gentle rocking of his hips resumed.
“K-kiss me.” You tried reaching towards him but your arms were not working. He went down against you and kissed you deeply, feeling your moans against his mouth. His hand touching your clit remained there, but the other went up, and he rested his forearm beside your head. The feel of your bodies so close together increased the pleasure to the both of you. Kuai separated from your lips and started kissing down your neck, being interrupted by his constant groaning, but you didn’t care, every single thing that he was doing to you felt so good that you couldn’t think about anything else.
His lips kept going down, until they reached your breasts again, his tongue instantly licking over a nipple. You whined loudly, and clenched around him. The feeling made him rock against you harshly, making the both of you moan in unison. “Like that!” You told him, and he obliged, rocking faster against you, his lips and fingers not stopping either.
You started to feel warm all over, Your legs went around his waist, keeping him against you. “Kuai…I’m close.”
“Yeah?” He felt you nodding and looked up at you from your chest. “Then let go for me, love.”
You went stiff with a loud moan, and he separated from you to look at your face as you came. The prettiest sight he’s ever seen. He kept rocking and drawing circles until you went limp beneath him. When he felt himself closer, he separated from you and grabbed himself. His strokes fast over you, until he came with a deep groan. His eyes closing at the sensation. You couldn't decide if you wanted to look at his face, the movement of his hands or the mess he made on your stomach.
Once he came back to himself, he instantly reached one of his clothes and started cleaning you. “I think children before marriage might be too much.” You laughed at his words.
“Yeah, probably.” You kept giggling until he laid down beside you on the tiny space of the couch. You both were trying to get your breathing at a normal speed again. All the emotions came back at you and you couldn't stop smiling.
“What?” He asked, your smile infecting him, smiling back at you.
“I’m really happy.” You said, resting your face on his shoulder, looking up into his eyes. He reached behind you with his arm, bringing you even closer.
“Yeah,” He kissed your temple. “Me too.” A short laugh left his lips, you looked quizzically at him. “You got what you wanted in the end…Gods, you’re so spoiled. What am I going to do with you when we are married?”
You only laughed, a mischievous look returning to your face.
I would like to see hcs for how Nightwolf and Hanzo would pine after or be in a poly relationship with a gn!Reader, cause I think their beef is interesting and funny
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hanzo hasashi x reader x nightwolf | sfw
CW! gn reader, mk 1992-2020 hanzo hasashi, hurt comfort, mentions of death, headcannons, mostly fluff, polyamory
✎ᝰ. Thank you for the request! This is so funny I didn't even know these two had beef (or maybe they did i just haven't seen mk9 in awhile) this came out more sultry so hope that's okay. I can't help but write like everything is some ethereal concept
Most definitely they were brought together because of you. Started off with you and Nightwolf, as Hanzo was still stuck in his grief.
It took both you and Nightwolf to get him out of that grief. Hanzo and Nightwolf may ended up spilling blood. Hanzo was given the chance to win
With being shown that there was something better than this he was introduced with both you and Nightwolf's loving hands and words.
The fights never did stop. Hanzo was still broken by the fate of his mother and son. His entire clan wiped out. But Nightwolf still offered a different path. You offered the same.
Despite everything Hanzo had done you both still offered kindness. So he learned to welcome it.
And in doing so he ended up falling for the both of you. He was revenant that soon earned back life. He had a second chance, and Harumi would want him to move on. To be happy.
And happy he was. Hanzo would pine after the two of you. You welcomed it with open arms, and Nightwolf was very proud of his progress.
There would always be hiccups along the way; especially between Hanzo and Nightwolf but it would be resolved quickly.
Nightwolf would indeed be supported as well, especially for his tribe and home. You and Hanzo always trying to help save and take back whatever Kano stole
Both shared their culture with you and each other. Sharing yours, each other's and with pride celebrating them lovingly. You were unlikely pair but you were perfect for each other
A relationship built off the essence of learning that there is a better way than vengeance. Something better than revenge and that to rest is the better option.
Peace was something you all chose. Hanzo and Nightwolf made sure for this world to be peaceful for you, and for each other
Hanzo began to treat you both as he did Harumi. Nightwolf definitely was taken aback, but he welcomed his role. Still telling Hanzo where he failed and could improve. Even now there was still rage in Hanzo.
Hanzo took it in stride. He wanted to be better and he would be. For the both of you he would. Nightwolf and you couldn't be any prouder.
They both would gift you items. As Hanzo grew less angry he and Nightwolf would never make it a competition. Nor showing off, and merely trying to make you happy.
They both would always softly smile when you'd do the same. Although they would both become warm in the face when they gave each other gifts.
You'd always giggle, and push them so they could fully show emotions. To showcase the love they felt for each other. After this emotional connection for the two of them was unexpected
This was life for you both. Pushing to experience new feelings and to feel comfortable in them. Nightwolf always seemed so stern, just as Hanzo, but something deeper than that. Able to let loose which was something both you and Hanzo taught him
The bliss of a life together without a care. Never letting a thing bother or tear the three of you apart.
