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Cassidy wasn't supposed to be going this far. He was supposed to infiltrate and get information for Blackwatch. That was always the mission. Yet, he stood there, his hands around the waist of a Yakuza heir. This wasn't about information, this wasn't about the Shimada clan or Blackwatch. He had abandoned the mission long ago.
“You sure 'bout this?” Cassidy voiced his concerns, questioning if they should really be here and together right now. The answer came quickly when Hanzo shut him up with a rough, greedy kiss. The two men were hidden in a mostly empty office in Shimada castle, the doors locked and the room only lit by a lamp on a desk and the peek of the moon from a window. Hanzo had dragged them here with almost zero words. Cassidy had climbed through Hanzo's bedroom window, Hanzo pulling the man inside and they were basically on top of each other immediately. Cassidy had been in Japan for months, building up his record of information and blackmail on Hanzo - but it all meant nothing now. He didn't care. He would throw it all away to stay in this moment. He needed this man more than he could even comprehend.
Cassidy was pinned up against the back wall of the office, his hands rested on Hanzo's waist, gentle but still possessive. Hanzo's arms were pinned beside Cassidy's head, holding the taller man in the position up against the wall. Hanzo's lips were sunk deep into Cassidy's, a violent hunger Cassidy had never even felt himself. Cassidy didn't speak anymore, he didn't question the circumstances. He was convinced he was in heaven.
Cassidy's hands slowly began to grip into Hanzo, his gloved hands digging into Hanzo's shirt. Hanzo's hands dropped down from the wall near Cassidy's head, and copied Cassidy's position, placing his hands around Cassidy's waist. Hanzo leaned in deeper, trying his best to get as close to the cowboy as possible. Cassidy reciprocated each action with the same amount of aggression. Both men gripped onto each other for dear life, as if this was their last moment on Earth. And it might as well have been. Cassidy didn't want this to end. The men had made out before, but never taken it this far due to job restrictions and the possibility of being caught. But now - it seemed Hanzo didn't care for that anymore, he clearly was giving into his lust, something Cassidy was grateful for - and scared of.
Hanzo's hands began moving, exploring. He was trying his best to roam around the armor that was a part of his Blackwatch uniform. If it was up to Cassidy, he'd rip it all off here and now. Hanzo's hands ventured down to Cassidy's thighs, and slowly moved towards his groin. Cassidy was too caught up to notice where the other man’s hands were, and by the time he did, Hanzo's right hand had reached Cassidy's crotch, almost gripping onto it. The gesture sent waves of heat through Cassidy. He wanted to keep going, but then he realized - he hadn't told Hanzo something.
Hanzo's hand rested down there. For now, it was fine. As long as he didn't go further. They could stay like this. Cassidy was happy staying like this. As badly as he wanted to take the next step, as bad as he wanted Hanzo to be his, he couldn't do that - not now. By now, Cassidy's head was tilted back against the wall and Hanzo had dug his face into Cassidy's neck, kissing everywhere he could. Cassidy felt pure bliss, this was all he could ever want…and it was about to end. Hanzo's hand traveled up from Cassidy's crotch up to his stomach, then found his pants waistband. Hanzo put his hand down the other man's pants, his hand cupping the outside of Cassidy's underwear - and that's when Hanzo stopped. Hanzo lifted his head up from Cassidy's neck with a shocked expression across his face.
Cassidy pulled back from the position they were in, putting his hands on Hanzo's chest to get him to back up and remove his hand. Cassidy's eyes locked into Hanzo's, the heat and hunger in Cassidy's eyes faded quickly, and Cassidy's turned into pure fear and desperation. Hanzo raised an eyebrow, retracting his hands from the man under him.
“I'm sorry,” The words slipped out instantly, breaking the dead silence between the two. Cassidy wanted to just leave. To disappear. He didn't want to face Hanzo again. He had ruined what they had. A genuine connection, one that Cassidy never thought he'd find. The only man who understood him, the only one who looked past his actions and saw him for real. He should've told Hanzo this before, or maybe he should've never fallen in love with him - maybe he should've just stuck to the mission. He always did this - he always fucked up. He fucked up with Deadlock, with Overwatch, now with his only chance at love.
“There is no reason to be sorry,” Hanzo stood there, his hands gradually resisting the urge to grab Cassidy's body again. The hunger from before still resided in Hanzo's gaze, and had failed to recognize the fear in Cassidy's. Cassidy stood there, ready to cry, ready to bolt - to just leave. But Hanzo stood there, and leaned in again to continue what Cassidy had stopped.
“I like surprises,” He spoke softly, with a smirk, before trying to lean back into Cassidy. Hanzo planted another kiss on Cassidy's neck, as an attempt to respark what Cassidy had pulled back from. Before he could continue, Cassidy pushed him back, a move Hanzo was confused by, he was clearly unsure as to why Cassidy kept separating the two. Did he not want this?
“So - you- you're…not mad? You're…okay? With this?” Cassidy gestured to himself, asking if Hanzo was okay - if he could accept Cassidy the way he was. He still wanted him even after knowing what he knew now? He had to just be taking pity on Cassidy or something, right?
“Mad?” That's when it hit Hanzo - when he realized Cassidy was genuinely frightened of Hanzo's possible reaction to the fact he was transgender. The light in Hanzo's eyes faded, the realization hitting him a bit too hard. This wasn't something small they were going to move past, even if Hanzo's actions made it clear he did not mind - Cassidy wasn't convinced it was okay.
“I would never be…mad, Cole,” Hanzo tried searching for the right words, he didn't want to make Cassidy feel worse. The man in front of him had just been outed in a very scary way. Hanzo didn't understand what Cassidy was feeling, but he knew Cassidy wasn't one to think highly of himself in vulnerable situations. He was clearly scared, and he needed someone right now. Someone who actually loved him. Hanzo had hurt a lot of people in his life, and he understood being trapped by a life you did not want. He understood that part of Cassidy to an extent.
“I…didn't want you to find out like this. I'm sorry, Hans, I am - Look, I can go. We don't gotta do this,” Cassidy began to pick himself up and head towards the door before Hanzo gripped onto the cape behind him, pulling him back. Cassidy stumbled back and faced Hanzo, the pure terror and embarrassment on Cassidy's face was…upsetting.
“You jump to many conclusions, cowboy. I feel no anger towards you because of this. I am…just surprised. That is all,” Hanzo chose his words carefully, trying his best to be understanding. He wanted Cassidy to be comfortable, for him to be happy - He did love him. This wasn't about sex, this wasn't about anything but how they felt towards each other, and both men had expressed their love multiple times. It seemed Cassidy still had a hard time believing it. Hanzo understood that more than anything. He carried himself with a level of confidence and sturdiness that he rarely dropped, and even with Cassidy he kept his walls up, only recently had the two lowered their defenses for each other. Now - now it was all on the table. Hanzo didn't want Cassidy to hurt - for once, he felt the need to protect the man before him, to care, to help him - to love him. The look of fear on Cassidy's face was like an arrow to the heart for Hanzo. He recognized the expression plenty well - he had seen it in Genji's eyes many times before. And he did not want to repeat that. He couldn't save Genji, but he could do his best to help Cassidy.
“Yeah, I know this ain't what you wanted,” Cassidy let out a deep sigh, as if he was about to cry. Something Hanzo would never picture this man doing. This was about much more than what his body looked like, Hanzo could tell. Cassidy was scared, terrified, of feeling unwanted. But he assumed that's what would happen, he already assumed Hanzo wouldn't want him. He hadn't even thought about whether Hanzo would be okay with any of this, he only thought of the rejection.
“No, no - This is not what I expected. What I wanted was you. And I still have you. Nothing about you has changed. I will have you if you'll let me,” Hanzo gave a look, a look he rarely gave - one of…emotion. His left hand rested on Cassidy's arm, offering comfort. Cassidy looked down at the man, ready to cry - ready to just break down.
“You still want me…like this?” Cassidy's voice trembled, as if he could barely get the words out. He asked once more for confirmation, for reassurance. He needed to know he wasn't dreaming.
“You say it as if it is something that is wrong with you,” Hanzo's hand went from Cassidy's arm to his face, resting it on the taller man's cheek.
“You are not…lesser to me because of this. You are still the man I love, and I want to show you that,” Hanzo leaned in to Cassidy, offering himself up for a kiss. Cassidy took it, his eyes shut tight as he wrapped his arms around the other man as they kissed. This wasn't hunger nor greed, but emotion and comfort. It was vulnerable. It was raw.
“Now, will you let me show you?” Hanzo let go of Cassidy, searching the man's eyes for an answer.
“Please,” Cassidy breathed out, grabbing Hanzo's hands in his, begging Hanzo to love him.
“That is not a yes, Cole. You know I will not continue if you do not-” Hanzo voiced his terms of consent, his voice and posture becoming more sturdy and clear than emotional, demanding Cassidy give a verbal yes before proceeding.
“Yes! Yes, Hanzo!” Cassidy let out a small chuckle, breaking the raw emotion in the room. Hanzo smiled at Cassidy's answer, grabbing his hand and dragging him out of the office back to Hanzo's bedroom.
“I thought we were in there so we didn't get caught?” Cassidy asked as Hanzo shut the door, examining Hanzo's simplistic bedroom that he had seen plenty of times before.
“You want to do this without a bed?” Hanzo raised an eyebrow whilst shooting a remark towards the cowboy.
“Fair enough,” Cassidy agreed, placing his hat and gloves on a nearby dresser before walking towards Hanzo and kissing him the second he could. The kiss started soft and kind, but quickly turned aggressive, both men being reminded of the hunger this all started with. Hanzo immediately got to work undressing himself, his shirt and vest being thrown and forgotten on the floor. Cassidy wanted to just stand there and admire the statue in front of him, but before he could, Hanzo grabbed Cassidy's hands and guided them to his waist.
“You're allowed to touch, you know,” Hanzo reminded Cassidy, as he kissed him once more. Cassidy smiled as he continued to share the kiss, pulling back only to begin to take off his outfit. Blackwatch uniforms had a lot of pieces to them, something Cassidy never thought about until now. Hanzo watched him struggle, and bless the man as he tried to help remove the armor and cape. The upper body pieces eventually laid strewn on the floor, nothing but a distant memory as Hanzo gripped Cassidy's waist and dragged him to the king size bed in the middle of the room. Cassidy began to undo his belt, but was stopped by Hanzo.
“Let me,” Hanzo offered, the gesture only raising Cassidy's body temperature. Hanzo's hands went slowly, not trying to make a mess or rush the process, contrasting Cassidy's movements when taking off his shirt and armor. Hanzo slowly undid the belt, tossing it aside and looking up into Cassidy's eyes, as if to ask permission to remove the pants.
“If you don't, I will,” Cassidy joked, Hanzo gave a simple smile before slowly lowering Cassidy's pants, his chaps with it. They had previously removed the plating and armor around his knees and calves, making this a lot easier. Cassidy slid off his boots so he could do the same with his pants. Hanzo admired the sight for a minute before grabbing the man and throwing him on the bed. Cassidy laid there, sprawled out in his underwear as Hanzo climbed atop of him, leaving kisses along the man's stomach. Hanzo's head trailed up to Cassidy's, kissing him directly on the lips as he laid his fingers in Cassidy's rugged, messy hair. He laid atop Cassidy, as if the cowboy was nothing but a part of the bed. Hanzo stayed there for a minute, just kissing the man below him and playing with his hair. They were apart of each other at this point, simply enjoying each other’s company. Neither man wanted this to end. Hanzo's eyes looked into Cole's with pure emotion and vulnerability.
“Will you let me show you my love, Cole?” Hanzo asked simply, with no intensity or hunger - just out of curiosity. He wanted to know if Cassidy was okay with it. He wanted to know if Cassidy wanted to do this.
“As long as I can reciprocate it afterwards,” Cassidy wanted to say yes, it was obvious, but part of him still felt undeserving of the man before him.
“We'll see…” Hanzo gave a smirk, lowering himself to kiss Cassidy once more. Hanzo moved himself to Cassidy's chest, tracing the top surgery scars underneath with his fingers. Cassidy laid there, his eyes on the man above him. This man wasn't using him, wasn't lying - he just wanted to love him. Both men were victims to lives others chose for them, both had done unspeakable actions they would sell their souls to forget, and yet none of it mattered now. Hanzo placed a gentle kiss on Cassidy's bare chest, before finding his nipple and giving it a kiss as well - Cassidy responded with a shiver, letting Hanzo know he was doing this right. Hanzo trailed down to Cassidy's crotch, placing his hand over the underwear that still rested on Cassidy, a barrier for Hanzo. Hanzo's hand rested upon the fabric, stroking it gently, looking down at what he was touching.
“It's…soaked,” Hanzo observed, his tone being one of confusion and a bit of worry. Cassidy let out a chuckle, sitting up a bit to look at Hanzo directly. The look on his face was priceless - it made Cassidy realize he had never even asked if Hanzo knew what he was doing with someone who didn't have a penis. Hanzo didn't realize how much pre Cassidy would have compared to someone with a dick.
“That's a good thing, darlin',” Cassidy smiled at the man, “I'm turned on, hon,” Cassidy explained to Hanzo, causing the man's expression to change to something more understanding, and then apologetic.
“Oh! I apologize, I do not...know…” Hanzo began to explain his lack of experience, but Cassidy sat up fully and cut him off with a soft kiss. Cassidy had expected this to a degree, and he was more than happy to help Hanzo figure it out. Hanzo had already brought Cassidy peace of mind, it was time for him to return the favor.
“It's okay. I see you want to. I can guide you,” Cassidy slowly took off his underwear, tossing it onto the floor and instead of laying down, he sat up on the bed with Hanzo sitting across from him. Hanzo inched forward, hesitantly reaching his hands to Cassidy's legs. Cassidy's legs were bent up, and he slowly let Hanzo open them. Hanzo sat still for a minute, staring at Cassidy's naked body with a look that Cassidy could not identify. It was kind of amusing how quickly Hanzo turned confused and worried - he was so confident before. But at the idea of not knowing how to help Cassidy, at the thought of hurting him - he got nervous.
“Keep goin',” Cassidy reassured, signaling Hanzo was good to continue. Hanzo moved closer, spreading Cassidy's legs fully. Hanzo admired the beauty for a bit, before lowering himself into Cassidy's crotch. Hanzo stared, clueless. Cassidy was amused, it was kind of adorable how cautious Hanzo was the second he didn't understand something. Cassidy took his own hand and opened his outer lips, encouraging Hanzo to go down on him. Hanzo raised an eyebrow, as if to ask what exactly he should be doing. Cassidy reached his arm over, grabbing Hanzo's and guiding it to Cassidy's clit.
“Right…there,” Cassidy placed Hanzo's index finger on the bud, Cassidy's head flailing back the second any amount of pressure hit it. Cassidy verbalized his instructions as he guided Hanzo's hand, he made sure Hanzo knew the exact spot. Hanzo then realized what he was supposed to do. He began to use his fingers to gently rub it, making direct eye contact with Cassidy as he did so, to confirm it was right. Cassidy removed his own hands when he realized Hanzo got the hang of it.
“Fuck…” Cassidy breathed out, his eyes closing as he felt the pleasure run through his veins.
“Am I allowed to…” Hanzo began to ask if he was allowed to use his mouth, Cassidy nodded violently, practically pleading for the man to do exactly that.
“Please, please do,” Cassidy begged, his hands gripping the bed sheets as Hanzo removed his hand and instead opted for his tongue, licking Cassidy's sensitive bud, then quickly Hanzo changed pace, placing lips around it and sucking. Cassidy was impressed he didn't have to tell Hanzo to do that. It wasn't the man's first time having sex, but Cassidy was unsure how much Hanzo knew how to do properly with a vagina. Clearly he was using his previous experiences with cisgender men as reference.
Hanzo's nose poked through Cassidy's pubic hair, his head moving as he continued to please the man beneath him. The sensation was intense, every part of Cassidy was on fire. There was hesitation and worry in Hanzo's movements, something that honestly turned Cassidy on more.
“That's…so good, Hans. You're doing…great,” Cassidy's words stumbled over each other as he tried his best to speak through his heavy breaths of pleasure. Hanzo kept going, doing whatever got Cassidy amped up. Cassidy eventually took his hand and gripped Hanzo's short hair with it, almost digging into the man's scalp. Hanzo took that as a sign to go further, removing his mouth from Cassidy and sitting up to look at the man's face, Cassidy letting go of the man's hair in the process.
“What else do I…do?” Hanzo asked, trying not to laugh at his own inexperience and confusion. Cassidy gave a simple smirk, sitting up further and closing his legs, then grabbing Hanzo's right hand.
“You got any lube or somethin'?” Cassidy asked, glancing around the room for anything Hanzo could coat his fingers in. Hanzo gave a slight nod, crawling to his bedside table and opening a drawer to pick up a small squeeze bottle of lube. He handed it to Cassidy, Cassidy opening it and grabbing Hanzo's right hand, squeezing it into his palm and instructing him to rub it on his fingers. Hanzo did as told, he knew how to do this step - he had been with cisgender men before. Cassidy discarded the bottle of lube on the bedside table afterwards. Cassidy grabbed Hanzo's now wet hand and began moving his fingers.
“Middle and ring finger out at the same time,” Cassidy pushed Hanzo's other fingers down so those two stuck out. Hanzo seemed confused, but followed the instructions. Cassidy, still sitting up, opened his legs once more with Hanzo sitting directly in front of him. Cassidy used one hand to spread himself and the other he used to guide Hanzo's fingers to his hole, making sure Hanzo knew where it was.
“Put them in,” Cassidy nodded towards Hanzo, letting go of the older man's hand and letting him do it on his own. Cassidy leaned back, patiently waiting.
“Both? At once?” Hanzo's voice trembled a bit, he was terrified at the thought of two fingers inside at once. Cassidy didn't know how to explain to the man that he wasn't spreading someone's anus, and this was fine.
“Yes, hon,” Cassidy chuckled, approving Hanzo to go further. Hanzo seemed unsure, but he slowly inserted both fingers into the opening he had been shown. Cassidy's legs were spread fully, welcoming Hanzo in. Cassidy let out a deep groan as he felt Hanzo insert his fingers. Hanzo sat there for a second, motionless, wondering what he should do next. He noticed Cassidy's eyes were shut, and his head leaned back. He was simply enjoying the feeling. Hanzo didn't want to ruin this for him, this man deserved this. Hanzo figured this would be similar to what he did with cisgender men, so he simply moved his fingers back and forth, pulling in and out of Cassidy. Hanzo went slow, letting Cassidy build up the feeling and pressure.
“Oh, lord…” Cassidy let out a deep breath, expressing the pure ecstacy he was feeling. Hanzo wanted to ask if he should continue the movement, but Cassidy interrupted.
“Go deeper - then curl your fingers over and over,” It was as if Cassidy read Hanzo's mind when he gave him instructions. Despite being glad for them, the look on Hanzo's face showed nothing but concern.
“Deeper? Will that not hurt you?” He asked out loud, his fingers still inside. Cassidy didn't say anything, he just let a soft smile form.
“It…might, but with how you're doing it, I will be okay…trust me, if it hurts, I'll let you know,” Cassidy gave clearance to Hanzo, assuring him this was all okay to do. It was sweet, how scared Hanzo was over the possibility of hurting Cassidy. He was clueless, and he didn't want the cluelessness to become painful. He wanted to do everything in his power to make this enjoyable.
Hanzo took the instructions clearly, inserting his fingers even deeper, then curling them when he reached as deep as he could, which was about to his knuckles. Hanzo rested on his knees with his right hand inside Cassidy, his left placed upon Cassidy's abdomen, pressing gently as he fingered the man below him. Cassidy's hands found Hanzo's hair once more, gripping onto it for dear life.
“Use the other hand, for the- on my- ” Cassidy couldn't finish his words, but Hanzo got the message. Hanzo took his left hand and moved it to Cassidy's clit, rubbing in a slow circle as he curled his fingers inside Cassidy's core. Hanzo was as low as he could get, removing his left hand from Cassidy's clit and once again opting for his mouth. As he fingered, he used his tongue to lick the pearl before him. The man underneath him was shivering, ethereal moans exiting his mouth. Hanzo was proud he was doing it right. It felt amazing to hear Cassidy sound like this, coming apart like this. All fears both men had were nonexistent at this moment in time.
“God, fuck…Hanzo, god, I love you-” Cassidy exclaimed, lowering his legs down a bit so they laid almost flat on the bed whilst still fully spread, letting Hanzo bend down further as he continued to finger Cassidy and eat him out. The position was a bit awkward, Hanzo's arm being under him so he could reach inside Cassidy, but he didn't seem to care. He was fully invested in getting Cassidy to feel good, and it was very much working.
“I love you too, cowboy,” Hanzo replied as he came up for air. Cassidy looked at the man who was inside of him, his eyes tearing up and full of emotion and pleasure. Hanzo looked back at him with a smile, before diving back down and continuing his mission.
Cassidy was close, his entire body shivering and tense. His hands were basically about to rip Hanzo's hair off his scalp, but it didn't seem to bother the older man. He kept going.
“God, fuck - Don't stop, hon - do not - ” Cassidy pleaded, begged for Hanzo to keep going, he was so close to the edge. Hanzo didn't stop, if anything, he went faster, continuing his motion with his fingers whilst sucking and licking the other man's clit continuously. He quickened the pace with his fingers, going in and out faster whilst also curling them just right to hit Cassidy's g-spot. The sensation from both areas was flowing through Cassidy as if it was electricity setting him on fire, all the pleasure in his veins was enough to make him lose it right then and there. Cassidy's thighs trembled as Hanzo kept going, his fingers increasing speed even more, going in and out as fast as Hanzo could do it. Hanzo kept sucking Cassidy's clit, almost synchronizing it with the pace of his fingers. It wasn't long before Cassidy lost it, his back arching and his head flailing back as his eyes shut and teared up. His warmth clenched tightly around Hanzo's fingers, before releasing all at once. Hanzo's fingers quickly became soaked as the cream dripped out, getting the bedsheets wet as well. A guttural moan came from deep within, letting Hanzo know he had completed his mission.
Hanzo kept his fingers inserted, slowing down the pace as Cassidy came crashing down from his high. Hanzo eventually removed his fingers once Cassidy returned to himself, opening his eyes to stare at the man still eating him out. Hanzo's fingers had been removed, but his mouth stayed buried in Cassidy's crotch - licking his clit slowly and gently. It wasn't for just Cassidy at this point, rather for Hanzo himself as well. He was enjoying it. Hanzo moved his head down a bit to lap up Cassidy's juice as if he was a dehydrated dog. Hanzo returned his head to Cassidy's bud before he lifted his own head up slowly, his eyes meeting Cassidy's.
“My pearl,” Hanzo breathed out, before diving back down to continue licking. Cassidy groaned aggressively, his face wet from the tears and sweat.
“Your mouth…goddamn…” Cassidy spoke up, causing Hanzo to raise his head up again and look at Cassidy directly. Hanzo sat up onto his knees, and raised his right hand up and examined the cream on his fingers. He made a simple gesture towards Cassidy before sticking the fingers in his own mouth and sucking on them, letting them out of his mouth slowly. Cassidy was going to explode.
“Did you enjoy yourself, cowboy?” Hanzo asked seductively, his lustful confidence from before had made a return now that he had been successful. Hanzo's expression was infatuating, Cassidy couldn't stop staring into the man's eyes. The stare was broken when Hanzo began to move.
“You ain't done, are ya?” Cassidy asked, a bit confused as he noticed Hanzo stand up from the bed, making his way to the other side of the bedroom, ready to begin cleaning himself off. Cassidy sat up properly to stare at the shirtless man.
“You finished, did you not?” Hanzo questioned as he grabbed a hand towel from a drawer and began wiping his fingers.
“You still got your damn pants on! I can go another round, c'mon!” Cassidy pleaded, still on the bed.
“Another round? Already?” Hanzo turned his head to the other man and raised an eyebrow. Cassidy laughed, simply gesturing for Hanzo to come back over to the bed. Hanzo took the invitation, walking back to the bed, Cassidy immediately putting his hands on Hanzo's belt and beginning to undo it.
“I don't got a cooldown, Hans. I can go all night,” Cassidy smiled as he threw the belt to the floor, Hanzo following suit and dropping his pants, revealing his boxers. Cassidy physically shivered at the sight, letting out a small gasp in admiration. Cassidy's fingers traced the waistband, his eyes focused on the tent that had been pitched from Hanzo's hardened length. Cassidy pulled the man's boxers down, revealing Cassidy’s prize. Cassidy was about to begin drooling like a starving animal, but he kept his composure as best he could.
“You got two options,” Cassidy spoke up, still staring down at the beauty before him.
“I do?” Hanzo questioned, raising an eyebrow seductively as he watched the man below him resist his animal instinct.
“Either you put this inside me or I put it in my mouth,” Cassidy’s eyes snapped to Hanzo’s, the man above physically unable to put together a thought after hearing Cassidy’s proposal. Hanzo then sat on the bed next to Cassidy, slowly caressing Cassidy’s bare chest with his hands. Hanzo leaned in closer, kissing Cassidy’s neck before moving his mouth to his ear and whispering,
“I want to be inside you,” The words sent shock waves through Cassidy, his body melting at Hanzo’s touch. He’d be concerned about soaking the sheets beneath him if he hadn’t ruined them already.
Cassidy leaned his head into Hanzo’s shoulder, both sitting there for a minute or two, just slowly moving their hands around each other’s bodies until Hanzo pushed Cassidy back down onto the bed for round two. Hanzo sat up on his knees, staring down at the man below.
Despite already having done it once, Cassidy’s instinct was to lift his legs and get it over with - the feeling of being pushed down onto the bed was a bit too familiar. Cassidy had to remind himself this wasn’t a random hookup, wasn’t a one night stand. Hanzo was there because he loved Cassidy, and he had already shown that - and he wanted to show it again. He wasn’t in control because he was…controlling per se, but because he wanted Cassidy to feel good. He wanted to show this man the world.
Cassidy laid there once again, Hanzo moving his hands to Cassidy’s legs, lifting them up and placing them on Hanzo’s shoulders, once again opening and showing the beauty of Cassidy’s body. Hanzo let Cassidy relax, Hanzo readying his hand and inserting it slowly back into Cassidy’s hole that was still soaked from the first round. Hanzo tried his best to remember the steps Cassidy had told him previously. The moan that came out of Cassidy was of another world, he was clearly still a bit sensitive from before.
“You got confident quick,” Cassidy let out a small remark as he tried to keep himself together, acting as if Hanzo’s fingers inside him weren’t driving him insane.
“I don’t want to hesitate with your pleasure, my love,” Hanzo gave a witty, yet sweet response. He continued to dig into Cassidy, curling his fingers to make room for his length. He eventually pulled his fingers out, and looked directly at Cassidy.
“Are you ready?” Hanzo asked calmly but seriously.
“Yes, please,” Cassidy agreed with a violent head nod, begging the man to not let him stay empty any longer.
Hanzo lined up with Cassidy and inserted himself slowly, both men groaning in sync as they felt each other connect. Cassidy’s hand desperately gripped onto the sheets as Hanzo began with a slow rhythm, only picking up pace when Cassidy requested. It was a steady pace Hanzo chose, but it was enough to drive Cassidy straight to the edge. He hadn’t fully recovered from before, and it was getting obvious to both men that neither would last long at this point. Hanzo tried to slow down, trying not to ruin the moment, but Cassidy begged him to go faster, he wanted to feel Hanzo release inside him. Hanzo obliged, picking the pace up once more, the room echoing the sound of skin-on-skin contact. Cassidy groaned heavily, Hanzo barely making a sound. He was clearly trying to hold back from making any type of sound, and Cassidy assumed he would do such a thing. He wasn’t a loud man.
“Don’t be quiet. I wanna hear your…beautiful sounds…” Cassidy muttered his words through his breaths, begging Hanzo to let all his pleasure out. Hanzo listened and slowly began to let out a few small groans and grunts, all of which just drew Cassidy more and more insane.
The two enjoyed each others sounds for a bit longer until Cassidy broke it with words,
“I think…oh…darlin’,” Cassidy wanted to speak, to warn Hanzo about what would happen - but the feeling in his veins was beyond what he could comprehend and he could not utter a proper word.
“You’re hittin’...the spot…I’m gonna….” Cassidy tried to say something once again, Hanzo seemingly ignoring him to continue thrusting. And out of nowhere, Cassidy tightened around Hanzo and then squirted all over him and the bed. The spray lasted only a few seconds, but was enough to confuse Hanzo and cause him to stop thrusting. He stayed there, throbbing inside of Cassidy’s soaked, soft walls.
“That…” Hanzo was about to ask what the hell just happened, before Cassidy begged him to keep going.
“It’s a good thing, hon - just…god, keep going - I need…you…to…” Hanzo didn’t hesitate, he continued to thrust, ignoring the fluids now covering him. In all honesty, it was probably turning him on more.
It wasn’t long before Hanzo lost it, unloading directly into Cassidy’s core, letting out a very intense grunt and something in Japanese as he did so. Hanzo slowly removed himself after he unloaded fully, examining how he was covered in Cassidy’s - and his own - fluids. Cassidy sat up instantly and ducked down, wrapping his mouth around Hanzo’s length and licking it all clean, swallowing every drop as if it was his prize for letting Hanzo inside of him in the first place. Cassidy removed his mouth off of Hanzo with a pop, looking up at Hanzo before collapsing onto his back. Hanzo followed suit, laying his body onto Cassidy.
“So…” Hanzo nervously began to speak up and ask what had happened. Cassidy held the naked man in his arms, cuddling as they settled down from their highs.
“Did I…do something wrong? Like…break -” Hanzo spoke up, trying to word the thoughts in his head properly. Cassidy let out a chuckle as he slowly rubbed his fingers through Hanzo’s hair.
“Han, no. Opposite. You hit my spot real, real good,” Cassidy leaned his head forward to plant a kiss on Hanzo’s forehead, the feeling of before still lingering in his bones.
“I have never been with someone…like you. I wanted to make you feel the good you deserve,” Hanzo’s confidence was once again gone and it was now the scared, nervous man from before. Cassidy loved the stone cold, handsome ruthless leader Hanzo was - but he would sell his soul to see Hanzo be vulnerable like this more often. He was caring and sweet. He wanted nothing more than to help, it made Cassidy feel utter anger for the fact this poor man had been forced into a life of killing and hatred.
“You did…incredible. Never had someone as…good as you…most people just rush and don’t try enough. Only care for their release,” Cassidy complimented the man, whilst sharing the disappointments of previous hookups, letting Hanzo know he did far from good and had no reason to be so nervous. Cassidy had spent a lot of his life doing random hookups, especially during the Deadlock days - mainly as a way to run away from the pain of his life, but also so he could feel wanted in a sense…even if no one fully treated him as something worthwhile.
“Really? As if you are just… a hole to them?” Hanzo asked, looking up at the man holding him, Hanzo’s tone concerned and upset.
“Pretty much. Was scared you’d do that for a second, honestly,” Cassidy admitted, a bit embarrassed.
“Cole…no. I could never…The thought is…horrific. You are everything to me. An angel, a statue ...I would do anything I can to show you that,” Hanzo’s voice cracked, as if he was going to cry. He looked up into Cassidy’s eyes, reaching up to plant a deep kiss into Cassidy’s lips.
“I love you, Cole Cassidy,” Hanzo repeated as he laid his head into Cassidy’s chest, kissing each spot he could find.
“I don’t deserve ya, Hans. I love ya too,” Cassidy smiled, trying to hide the emotion in his voice. The two men laid there as one, admiring each other’s unraveled, messy and raw naked bodies. Cassidy let Hanzo continue to kiss him before he eventually began to doze off. Hanzo noticed the man was asleep when he began to snore rather loudly. Hanzo laughed, realizing the two had not even begun to clean up their mess. Hanzo knew if anyone in his family walked into this room they would go batshit insane…Hanzo decided to ignore the fear and curl up into Cassidy’s arms as he pulled a blanket over both of them. Cleaning up was a morning problem.