Author's Note: Alright, I have no excuse for this coming out late other than me being lazy. But regardless, this chapter contains more smut, so beware I guess. Otherwise, I hope you all enjoy!
Genji sat in his room, struggling to compensate for what he had recently experienced. Had his brother really said that? Hanzo? The person who had attempted to murder him? He didn't understand. His brother actually sounded somber.
The cyborg sighed. It was much too late to be thinking of this now. The whole conversation had happened over four hours ago, and the moon rapidly rising up into the starry sky was enough for Genji to know it was past midnight.
He knew he should at least attempt to sleep, but could not find the will to plug himself in. Ever since he became cyborg, he needed to let his new body rest and recharge every night by turning himself off, disabling him from moving at all. It scared Genji when he could not feel his own limbs anymore, not being able to move or even change positions in his sleep. He felt weak and vulnerable, things he had never felt before back in his previous life. But that was his life no longer. This was who he was now, but he still struggled to accept it.
The cyborg paced around his room for a few minutes to pass the time, only to find how bored he could still get, his younger, childish side getting the better of him. He finally couldn't stand it anymore and decided to go for a walk instead of wasting time inside his dorm. He walked slowly, feeling there was no real reason to rush himself. He wandered through the Swiss base, trying to enjoy the dark shimmering ocean through the windows and not think about his brother.
Genji went in a loop around the whole base before becoming so tired and drained that he knew he should head back to his room. He was only a few hallways away from his dorm when he heard some distorted groans coming from his brother's. Was he hurt? The cyborg was suddenly wide awake and itching to know what was wrong. Not wanting to be spotted, he rushed outside of the facility and into the crisp, cold air, looking for Hanzo's bedroom window. He soon found it and peered in through a crack in his shades, hoping for answers. What he saw made him want to be sick.
Hanzo cried out in pure lust as Jesse tenderly stroked his dick, making his back arch.
"You like that, darlin'?" McCree teased, beginning to gently bite the archer's neck, leaving faint teeth marks. His lover could find no words of response as the cowboy started to squeeze, his stroking pace gaining speed. Hanzo had to brace himself against the wall as Jesse went for it, making him arch so hard, he almost fell over.
The gunslinger swiped his thumb underneath Hanzo's tapered tip making him suck in a breath, Jesse enjoying every moment of his pleasure. He could feel his archer's seven inch grow harder and harder with every passing moment of lust, making him smirk when Hanzo started pleading.
"Oh f-fuck, Jesse I-I-" His archer was cut off by another loving squeeze, this one harder and faster than before, making him moan. The gunslinger wanted to see just how long his lover could go for before he couldn't stand anymore.
McCree suddenly pinned him to the wall in one swift movement, stopping his stroking for just a second to admire his helpless, flustered archer. He had never seen him so desperate before, wanting everything the cowboy could give him, and Jesse obediently obliging.
He leaned towards his lover's ear. "I want to feel your name burning on my skin for days, darlin'," McCree purred seductively, his lips lightly brushing his archer's ear. He let one of his hands continue stroking and squeezing his dragon's cock, while the other rose up to his chest, teasingly drawing circles around his nipple. The gunslinger lightly bit down on his archer's ear lobe as his hands worked their magic, his lover cursing in Japanese with every stroke. He could feel Hanzo nearing the breaking point, but was gratified that he had lasted this long. The cowboy wanted to see just how long his archer could hold his own.
At this point, Hanzo had the biggest bulge McCree had ever seen on anyone else who had the pleasure of meeting him in bed. He could see how hard his lover was trying to resist him, and he was doing pretty well, if you asked Jesse. But he could also see the pleading look in his lover's eyes as if he knew he would not last much longer, which only made the cowboy work faster and harder than before.
"J-Jesse…" Hanzo warned, knowing how close he was to losing it. McCree only smirked as he rubbed the end of his tip and bit down on one of his vulnerable, hard nipples. His archer yelped as Jesse's other free hand slipped two of his fingers into him, and began feeling around inside.
Everything Jesse was doing made Hanzo's breath hitch and back arch. It was too much. He couldn't stop the coming orgasim that hit him like a speeding train. McCree only chuckled softly as he instantly removed his hands and lips from his lover and allowed his archer to lean against him until his orgasim eventually subsided.
Hanzo was shaking like a leaf and still leaking static when Jesse came up and caressed his cheek. "You hold up pretty well, sugarplum," the gunslinger said, smiling warmly as he braced his shivering, helpless archer.
Hanzo said nothing as he let his lover wash and redress himself after the lustful exchange. The way Jesse had seduced him unlike anyone else before made him hopeful that maybe- Just maybe they could live out their lives as normal lovers without any weird bullshit from before. He put the sanguine wish aside and climbed into bed with McCree nuzzling up beside him. He felt tired, but pleasant, and was the happiest he had been since his brother's failed assassination. And just as he thought nothing else could go wrong, everything did.
Hanzo's door was flung open by non other than Genji, the force almost unhinging it from the wall. McCree's jaw dropped as the cyborg smoothly walked into the room, showing no trace of anger or resentment, but Jesse could tell something was definitely upsetting him.
He watched as the ninja turned to him, feeling the intense gaze that washed over him. "McCree, I advice you get out immediately before something ill-fated befalls you," Genji said calmly. Jesse glaced at Hanzo and the look his archer gave him told him that it would not be good for either of them if he stayed. He gave one last uncertain smile to his lover before leaving his archer's room, closing the door silently behind him.