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summerwritesfics · 9 months ago

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🧙🏼‍♂️Seduction Places Me In Line, Revealed To A Submissive Side

Pairing: Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang Length: 10043 Words Rating: Explicit 🔞 Warnings: Wizard AU, Wizard!Kuai Liang, Knight!Hanzo Hasashi, BDSM, Dom/sub, Dom Kuai Liang, Top Kuai Liang, Bottom Kuai Liang, Bottom Hanzo Hasashi, Top Hanzo Hasashi, Basically Top/Bottom switches up at points but Kuai’s still in charge (this is the last time I’m ever writing Top!Kuai btw), Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Anal Training, Spanking, First Time Bottoming, First Time Blow Jobs, Dildos, Ice Dildos, Inappropriate use of cryomancy, Riding, Multiple Orgasms, Degradation, Praise Kink

We Are Entranced, Spellbound Masterlist

Notes: I wrote this earlier in the year and just never got around to editing until now. It feels like forever since I posted smut (even tho it wasn’t really lmao). I will be honest, I got extremely burnt out on writing smut when I did Kinktober back in 2022, and I’ve not really been able to bounce back since. But, I’m still trying to get back into it, I guess need to re-build my confidence lmao. Like the tags say, this is the last time I’m going to be writing Top!Kuai (and by extension Bottom!Hanzo) 😬 I know I’ve only written it like… 3 times including this but I’ve been doing a lot of soul searching since I wrote this, and realised the dynamic really doesn’t spark joy for me so I’m taking Marie Kondo’s advice. But, figured I’d still offer this one final fic before I completely bow tf out of that particular race. Honestly I’m mainly posting this because I do wanna write more in this particular AU and this… Kinda sets everything up for it. 😂 Just know that in future instalments Kuai is gonna fall into a power bottom dom role, rather than doing any more topping. :) Title is from She Dominates by Blitzkid.

Hanzo stared at the old stone house in front of him. The feeling of dread looming over him was almost enough to make him turn around and leave. But he knew he needed to do this. He needed to both tell the occupant the truth, admitting to his own sins, and hope that the wronged party would have it in him to forgive and aid him in his quest for justice.

He came to the doors, lifting the surprisingly heavy bronze knockers. He slammed it down, listening to the way it echoed slightly. There was silence for a few seconds, but then he heard a strange scraping. The door didn’t budge, but a flap up the top opened, although he couldn’t see any eyes peering out at him.

“If you are one of Lord Shinnok’s guards,” a voice on the other side of the door warned in a low tone, “I would suggest turning and fleeing, before I turn you into ice cubes.”

“I’m not of Lord Shinnok’s guard,” Hanzo assured, although he couldn’t help but look down at his feet in shame. “At least not any more.”

When he looked back up, he finally found a pair of eyes in the peephole, glaring at him. Clearly, he’d recognised Hanzo’s voice. And given the venom in his eyes, he wasn’t exactly happy about the visitor on his doorstep.

“Hanzo Hasashi,” the voice growled, eyes narrowing at him. “You have some nerve showing up here.”

“I realise I have no right to be in your presence, Kuai Liang,” he started, bowing slightly to show submission and respect. “But I have something important to discuss with you.”

Hanzo watched as the flap slammed shut, and he almost thought Kuai was outright rejecting even so much as a conversation. That was dismissed when he heard what sounded like bolts being undone. And then the door opened, revealing the man in question.

He’d aged somewhat since the last time Hanzo had seen him, the beard was definitely new. Actually Hanzo had forgotten just how short Kuai Liang actually was, he only just about came up to Hanzo’s chin. And yet, even with that, just the look on his face told Hanzo if he wasn’t careful, Kuai would still make good on his ice cube threat.

“Speak,” Kuai spat, leaning against the doorframe, and looking at Hanzo like he wanted this to be done as quickly as possible.

“I understand that you are angry, and you have every right to be.” He tried to keep eye contact, hoping that would make him seem sincere in his words. “I killed your brother under the belief he was the one responsible for the deaths of my wife and son. I would not wish to see me either, if I was you.”

Kuai was silent, but his mouth was tight, like he’d picked up on something and didn’t particularly like it. “What exactly do you mean by ‘under the belief’?”

Hanzo couldn’t help but flinch, as he explained “I have recently discovered that the true assailant of my family was Quan Chi, not Bi-Han.”

“So he was innocent?” Kuai questioned, pushing himself off the doorframe. If Hanzo was honest, he was fully expecting Kuai to punch him in the face. “I was right all along. Bi-Han was innocent.”

“I thought you deserved to know the truth,” Hanzo shamefully admitted, and he was surprised by how Kuai didn’t attack him. It was clear he wanted to.

“Is that all?” Kuai asked, grabbing the door clearly with the intent of slamming it in Hanzo’s face.

“No. I-” He took a deep breath, knowing what was about to come from his mouth next would not be taken well. “I need your help.”

Kuai's immediate reaction was to laugh. It was a deep sarcastic bellow that indicated he didn’t believe what he’d just heard. He stopped suddenly, staring at Hanzo with an expression he could only describe as manic.

“Oh? You’re serious, aren’t you?” Kuai stepped forward, getting in Hanzo’s face as best he could. Hanzo had to give it to him, he was extremely intimidating when he wanted to be. “In what world would I ever help you?”

“In one where Quan Chi was also the orchestrator of Bi-Han’s death.” He knew that it was risky to point that out, but it was the only way he could think to maybe persuade Kuai Liang. “He manipulated me into believing Bi-Han was responsible, his plan all along was for your brother’s demise. If it had not been me, it would have been another.”

“And what, pray tell, do you exactly need my assistance for?” Kuai finally pulled away from him. He clearly was still unhappy, but seemed to concede at the very least Quan Chi was the cause of both their misery.

“As you know Quan Chi is a powerful wizard. I could not hope to defeat him on my own.”

“So you need an equally powerful wizard to help take him down, is that it?” Kuai Liang asked, looking at his nails as if he was bored.

“Please.” Hanzo attempted to get down on one knee to try and show his submission. “You are the only person I can turn to.”

“Hm. I’m sure I am,” Kuai commented, tone uncaring but not cold. Hanzo looked up, but he had a sinking feeling Kuai was going to make this difficult. “I’ll be honest, I’m not particularly inclined to help you, but the fact you are apparently desperate enough to both come begging at my doorstep and act so god damn pathetic about it is extremely amusing.” Kuai placed his hands on his hips, bending down slightly. “So I’ll throw you a bone, of sorts. You may stay and continue your attempts to convince me.” He stood back up straight, looking down at Hanzo with contempt. “At best, you might actually manage to persuade me to assist, at worst, you’ll make a fool of yourself and I will get some entertainment out of it.”

“Thank you,” Hanzo whispered although he wasn’t entirely sure this was something to be grateful for. At the very least, he had a chance at pleading his case to Kuai. If he’s actually going to listen, and not doing this just to humiliate me.

He stood back up, and Kuai moved aside slightly to let Hanzo inside. Now all Hanzo had to do was figure out a way to actually get Kuai to agree.

Hanzo’s attempts to convince Kuai to help him were going poorly, to put it lightly.

Initially, he’d just been attempting to reason with him, being met with short sarcastic answers. Kuai wasn’t biting, it seemed. It would absolutely take more than words to convince him.

And so Hanzo had begun trying to help in little ways. The keyword being trying. First, he’d tried to reorganise Kuai’s potion shelf, only to accidentally knock an entire line of them over, causing them to cascade onto the floor and break. Then, he decided to try something he wouldn’t break as easily, so he went for Kuai’s bookshelf instead. Only to find a couple of the books were somehow alive, and Kuai had to swoop in and save him from being eaten.

And now he was trying to aid Kuai with brewing potions. So he’d gathered what ingredients he thought the recipe asked for. Well, he must have gone wrong somewhere, because next thing he knew, the caldron was exploding, leaving a rather impressive hole in Kuai’s floor.

“Hanzo, my dear,” Kuai began as he temporarily patched up the hole with some ice. He placed his hands on his hips once he was done, and turned to Hanzo. “I do understand that you are trying to be helpful, but I have to be honest, you are really starting to piss me off.”

“Then tell me what I can do for you Kuai Liang,” Hanzo replied, resisting the urge to grab onto Kuai’s shoulders as he did. “I needyour help, and I swear I am willing to do anything to get it.”

Kuai raised an eyebrow as he questioned “anything?”

“Anything,” Hanzo reiterated, although he wasn’t too hopeful given the way Kuai Liang silently regarded him with a blank expression.

“You do realise that is a very dangerous thing to offer, don’t you?” Kuai questioned, his eyes narrowing as if to challenge Hanzo’s resolve. It was a dangerous thing to offer, yes, but it was an offer Hanzo was willing to make.

“I do, and I still mean anything.” He took a step forward, hoping to prove his intention. “I would wait on you hand and foot, you could use me as a guinea pig for your potions. God you could even fuck me if you really wanted. I mean anything.”

Kuai’s eyebrows practically shot to the top of his head as he questioned “where did that last bit come from?”

“Um…” Hanzo actually wasn’t sure, it just felt like the sort of thing that’d come up when someone questioned if someone meant anything. “Isn’t that usually where these sorts of conversations go?”

“I think that’s just your mind being in the gutter, Hasashi.” Kuai crossed his arms over his chest, slowly approaching Hanzo. “If I didn’t know better, I’d almost think that wanting to fuck me was the real reason you came here.”

Hanzo choked on his own spit a little, feeling his face heating up at the insinuation. He probably didn’t help his position by loudly protesting “that’s not what I’m here for!”

Kuai just hummed, in a way that indicated he didn’t believe him in the slightest. His entire air was one of smugness and knowing he currently had the upper hand in whatever happened here. Hanzo had just accidentally given him complete control of the situation, and he was starting to think that might have been a horrible mistake.

“Very well, let’s make a deal,” Kuai began uncrossing his arms and walking over to Hanzo. “I will help you, on the condition that I get to fuck you, as you so helpfully suggested.” The look on Kuai Liang’s face told Hanzo he was absolutely calling Hanzo’s bluff. He didn’t believe Hanzo would truly go that far, but was willing to capitalise on it if he did go through with it. “Although I will warn you that my previous sexual partners have very much described me as insatiable, and if you agree I believe you have no idea what you are letting yourself in for.”

Kuai was trying to put him off, it was clear to see, but Hanzo refused to let himself be intimidated.

“I accept your conditions,” Hanzo said confidently, keeping his head held high. He watched as Kuai’s face briefly showed a second of surprise, before resettling onto a smug look, although this time, it was much darker.

“Well then.” Kuai grabbed Hanzo’s arm, and began to guide him towards the door to his quarters. “There is no time like the present, is there. Let’s get started.”

Hanzo felt sure in his resolve. After all, it’s just sex right? As long as nothing happened that would make him question his entire relationship with sexual intercourse, he’d be fine.

Right?

“Let me get one thing clear, Hanzo,” Kuai stated as he began to pour himself a glass of red wine. “I am in control tonight, you will obey my requests without question.” He topped off his wine, leaning back in his chair and glancing Hanzo up and down. “Do you understand?”

“Yes,” Hanzo agreed, trying to not squirm under how intense Kuai’s gaze was.

“I believe you mean, yes Sir,” Kuai corrected, a smirk crossing over his face that made him look so ridiculously handsome that it made Hanzo want to scream.

“Yes Sir.” Hanzo shuffled slightly, straightening himself out for some reason.

“Good.” Kuai took a long sip of his wine, and once he pulled the glass from his lips he began to swirl the liquid that still remained. “Now. Strip.”

Hanzo didn’t have to be asked twice. He pulled up his shirt, revealing his toned chest, and desperately hoping that the cool air would distract him from how hot his face was becoming. He unhooked his belt, throwing it aside before hooking his thumbs into the hem of his trousers and pulling them down. He kicked them away, now in nothing but his undergarments. He knew Kuai would want them gone too, so why Hanzo paused on the spot like he had no idea what to do next was a bit of a mystery to him.

“All of it,” Kuai ordered, voice almost impatient. He took another mouthful of wine, likely to keep himself from saying anything more.

Even so, Hanzo grabbed his underwear and closed his eyes as he yanked them down. He wasn’t sure why, maybe he just didn’t want to see what Kuai’s initial reaction to seeing his dick was. After a couple of seconds he opened them, just in time to watch Kuai licking his lips.

“I can work with this,” Kuai hummed in approval, before holding up a single finger and making a spinning motion with it. “Let me see you.”

Hanzo held his breath as he awkwardly did a full turn. When his back was to Kuai, he heard a low whistle from the other man. He knew Kuai was pushing his luck to try and get Hanzo to admit he hadn’t thought this all the way through. Hanzo was stubborn, he’d agreed to this, letting Kuai do whatever he wanted.

And at this point, he was curious just what Kuai had in mind.

Once he was facing Kuai again, the other man was lent to one side, using his hand to prop his head up. He’d put his wine down on a table next to him for now, the hand that had been holding it at his own crotch, rubbing and pushing down against it.

“So, do tell me,” Kuai started with a groan, “have you ever been fucked before?”

“Yes, Sir, I have had sex before.”

Kuai released his crotch and held up a single finger again, this time waggling it back and forth.

“No, that’s not what I asked, love,” Kuai said in a tone that was somehow a mix between sing-song and threatening. “I asked have you ever been fucked before?”

Hanzo swallowed, now understanding Kuai’s real meaning. He wasn’t questioning if Hanzo had ever had sex before. He was questioning if Hanzo had ever bottomed before. Of which, there was only one answer…

“No, Sir, I have not.” He looked away as he said that, not because he was particularly embarrassed by it, but because he realised that Kuai might have been right. He had no idea what he was letting himself in for. He was so woefully unprepared to be in this position.

“Well then.” Kuai pushed himself to sit up straight, leaning forward and grinning wide. “I guess I’ll have to train you to be able to take cock then, won't I?”

Hanzo couldn’t believe how much of an effect that one sentence had on him. He felt a shudder down his spine and a fire in his gut, his cock almost twitching in interest at the thought. He’d never believed he would enjoy being submissive in the bedroom, but now he was starting to wonder if he’d been wrong. And Kuai clearly knew the effect he was having, and was revelling in it.

“Come here,” Kuai ordered, sitting back again and gently patting his lap.

Hanzo began to approach, and when he was close enough, Kuai grabbed his hands. He allowed Kuai to move him and position him as he wished, and soon enough he found himself lying across Kuai’s lap, ass up in the air and his slowly hardening cock pressing against Kuai’s thigh. Kuai’s hand was on his ass, fingers pressing in as he groped at the muscle and Hanzo had to suppress a moan.

And then, suddenly, Kuai swatted his hand against Hanzo’s ass.

Hanzo yelped and jolted, doing his best to twist and glare at Kuai in the hopes for an explanation.

“You tried to lie to me, so you need to be disciplined.” Kuai’s answer didn’t help, so Kuai rolled his eyes slightly before adding “you tried to escape my question about if you’d ever been fucked before.”

He brought his hand down again, making Hanzo groan. “I- I didn’t-”

“You did.” The hand came down again, and once more, Hanzo felt that heat begin to build inside him. “Please stop lying to me.”

“S-Sorry Sir,” Hanzo breathed out as he felt another slap connect with his ass. He could feel his cock growing hard between his stomach and Kuai’s thigh. He couldn’t believe this was actually turning him on. “I- I just misunderstood the question.”

Kuai hummed in vague interest, slapping a couple more times, before stating “I will show you some mercy for now.” His hand began to rub Hanzo’s ass in circles, kneading the flesh as if to soothe it. “Just try not to lie again. I don’t appreciate it.”

“Yes Sir,” Hanzo sighed in relief, although he couldn’t believe that internally his mind was screaming for more. He actually debated doing something that could provoke Kuai into starting the spanking again.

Until he felt a finger trace down his crack, and then rubbing around the rim of his hole.

Hanzo gasped at the sensation, just the single digit probing at him, almost threatening to breach him but not actually doing so.

“So tight, you really are untouched, aren’t you?” Kuai commented, his other hand coming to part Hanzo’s cheeks slightly. “Lucky me, getting to be the first one to take you.”

Hanzo almost whined in protest when Kuai took away his finger. He tried to look over his shoulder, to find Kuai grabbing what looked like a vial of oil. He used his thumb to pop open the lid, before slowly pouring the liquid between Hanzo’s cheeks. As Hanzo felt it trickle down and over his hole, Kuai’s finger was there, rubbing around the rim again, smearing the oil all over.

“Relax,” Kuai told him, as he began to press his finger inside. Hanzo gasped, and admittedly did the complete opposite of what he was ordered, clenching up. Kuai sighed, pausing his action and bringing his other hand to press down on Hanzo’s shoulder blades. “I need you to relax, it’ll be less uncomfortable for you if you do. Trust me.”

The words trust me sounded like they came from many personal experiences. Hanzo had no doubt about that. Taking a deep breath, he tried to let himself relax, doing his best to at the very least stop clenching. This seemed to be what Kuai was looking for, as Hanzo felt that finger start to push inside him again. As strange as the sensation was, he tried to stay as neutral as possible, even as he felt it go deeper. Soon he felt Kuai’s knuckles brush against his ass, telling him the finger was as deep as it could go.

Honestly, Hanzo wasn’t sure what he felt right now. It was weird, definitely not like what he expected, but not terrible. Then the thought occurred that this was just one finger, and his hole was clinging to it so tightly. How the fuck is a cock ever supposed to fit in there?

He felt Kuai pull the finger back slightly, before pressing back inside. Again, Hanzo couldn’t quite figure out what he thought. He was just going to have to keep going and see what happened. Kuai began to pump the finger in and out, deliberately trying to coat Hanzo’s inner walls with as much oil as he could. The point of his actions didn’t seem to be pleasure but preparation.

And then Hanzo felt a second finger pressing against the rim.

As he felt the tip pop inside, he couldn’t escape the loud moan at the way it began to stretch his hole. As it joined the first finger, he began to feel them both worm their way inside him, his walls struggling to accommodate him. He could feel himself trembling, his cock rock hard against Kuai Liang’s thigh.

“Oh my,” Kuai purred, twisting his fingers as he drove them deeper. “This wrecked from just two fingers? You’re going to be a complete mess by the time I’m done with you, aren’t you?”

“I-” Hanzo couldn’t get out an answer, as he felt Kuai’s fingers brush against something inside him, and all that came from his mouth was a pathetic whine.

Kuai noticed this reaction, and his fingers were immediately searching for that spot again. It was so obvious when he found it, because every time his fingers pressed against it, Hanzo made more of those desperate noises. The fingers gently prodded at it, practically massaging that spot and turning Hanzo into a shuddering mess.

“Good to know,” Kuai said under his breath, something Hanzo didn’t understand and guessed he wasn’t supposed to hear.

He couldn’t help the noise of protest when Kuai Liang pulled his fingers out completely.

“Shh, that was just to slick you up and start stretching you out,” Kuai informed him, once more manhandling Hanzo to get up and off his lap. “I have a better idea to stretch you properly and make sure you’re ready for me.”

Kuai stood up, guiding Hanzo to around where he’d previously been standing when he stripped down. Hanzo watched as Kuai flicked his hand out, summoning magic and focusing it towards the floor. Ice began to take form on the floor. It took him an embarrassingly long time to realise what Kuai had created.

A cock. Made of ice. Standing proud on the floor.

“I… Don’t understand,” Hanzo muttered, staring at it before looking back at Kuai.

“Think of it as training wheels, if you want.” Kuai grabbed Hanzo’s chin and forced him to look back at the cock. “You are going to ride it, and every so often, I am going to increase the size, until I’m certain you can take the real thing.” That made sense Hanzo guessed, although it sounded a bit embarrassing. Kuai’s hand caressed his cheek. “It’ll feel better than going straight from a couple of fingers to a dick.”

He felt Kuai slap his ass again, before pulling him forward. Next thing Hanzo knew he felt himself being pushed down onto his knees. Kuai was down with him, placing Hanzo’s hands on his shoulders, while his own hands found Hanzo’s hips and he began to position him. Hanzo felt the cold ice press against his hole, and his fingers dug into Kuai’s skin. And then he was being pushed down, and the ice cock began to work its way inside him, stretching him more than Kuai’s fingers ever could.

“That’s it, just stay relaxed,” Kuai whispered words of encouragement, continuing to press Hanzo down.

It was cold, and caused a shiver to go up his spine as it began to press deeper than Kuai’s fingers had. He threw his head back slightly as he slipped down low enough for the majority of it to be settled within him. He looked towards Kuai, seeking guidance or assurance, something to know what the hell he was supposed to do now.

“Now use your knees to lift yourself up slightly,” he instructed, helping lift him up with the grip on his hips. Hanzo did as he was told, biting his lip as he felt the ice cock slowly leave him. Kuai stopped him when just the tip was still inside, before beginning to push him back down. “You’ll want to keep lifting yourself up and down like that.”

Kuai let go of Hanzo’s hips, clearly intending for Hanzo to try and do the work for himself now. He tried, lifting himself up ever so slightly, but slowly letting himself fall back down. It felt bizarre, having something moving inside of him, but it was absolutely getting to the point that he couldn’t deny how good it felt.

“Good,” Kuai growled in approval, before slowly peeling Hanzo’s hands off his shoulders. Hanzo whined, but found the other man pressing them back, until Hanzo was propping himself up using his arms. “Use your arms to balance yourself, but keep them behind your back.” Kuai grabbed Hanzo’s chin and teasingly ghosted his lips over Hanzo’s, as if to promise a kiss that never came. “I want to be able to see you.”

And then Kuai peeled himself away, walking back over to his chair where he sat down, picking back up his wine to be a casual voyeur to Hanzo fucking himself. Hanzo did as he had been instructed, lifting himself on his knees and leaning his weight on his arms, sliding up the cock until he reached the tip and then allowing himself to essentially fall back onto it.

He was slow at first, unsure of his actions and if he was doing the right thing, but the more he repeated the motion, the more he found himself getting into a rhythm. His ass began to relax, making it easier for the ice to go in and out. Kuai watched him intently, still sipping his wine with one hand, and the other once more palming his own crotch.

Then, as Hanzo lifted himself up, Kuai flicked his wrist. Hanzo heard a crack underneath him, and on his descent he realised the ice had gotten slightly thicker. He remembered what Kuai had said about using it to stretch him, and as his ass swallowed the ice, he took a second to try and get used to the new size.

He resisted the urge to stall for too long, aware of Kuai’s still intent gaze. Once again, he began the same actions, slowing down to try and allow himself to adjust. This time, he found getting into the rhythm a lot easier, and he was once again fucking himself down on it at a steady pace.

It continued like this for a while, Kuai would flick his wrist, increasing the size, Hanzo would slow down to get used to it, and once he did, Kuai would increase the size again, and the whole cycle would repeat. Hanzo had no idea how long it’d been. It felt to him like he’d been here for hours, just fucking himself for Kuai Liang’s amusement, but it was realistically more like minutes. All Hanzo knew was that fire in his stomach built every time the ice was buried deep inside him and his cock was now fully hard and bouncing with every movement he made.

Kuai’s eyes never left him, he watched for every reaction, every moan, every facial expression and even every time Hanzo’s cock twitched in interest. He was still fully clothed, but Hanzo could see the outline of his cock in his pants, practically begging to be set free.

Hanzo suddenly realised Kuai hadn’t increased the size of the cock in a while. Yet his interest stayed the same, like he was waiting for something to happen. It was while he was pondering this, that he let himself fall down, and as he did, the ice brushed against that same spot Kuai’s finger’s had previously been abusing. Hanzo wasn’t sure what came over him, all he knew was that the action had him practically screaming, screwing his eyes slightly shut and a realisation that his crotch had become particularly wet.

As he slid his eyes open, he looked down at himself, and with the white now painting his thighs and the floor, he realised he’d just come.

“Wonderful,” Kuai commented, and when Hanzo looked back up the other man was clapping slightly. It was then Hanzo realised that this was exactly what Kuai had been waiting for. The wine glass was empty on the table, and Kuai reached for the vial of oil once more, before pushing himself up onto his feet. “I think you deserve a reward for putting on such a good show for me.”

Hanzo wasn’t sure what the reward would be, but something about the idea made him eager for it. As Kuai reached him, he stared up in what he could only describe as need. Kuai smirked once again, reaching down to gently brush some of Hanzo’s hair from his face.

Then Hanzo was once more being rearranged. He was pulled off the ice, and then was pushed back down against the floor. He heard the previous ice being broken, before a hand was taking his wrists and pinning them above his head. Something cold encased them, and when he looked up, there was a thick layer of ice keeping them restrained. When he looked back down, Kuai was running a hand down his torso, looking over him in a way Hanzo could only describe as hungry.

“Open your legs nice and wide for me,” Kuai sweetly requested, and Hanzo tried to do as he was asked.

He was certain this was it, and Kuai was going to use him. Except Kuai was still fully dressed, and seemed to have no intent on stripping himself off just yet. Then Kuai dipped his face low, bracing his hands on Hanzo’s thighs and forcing them apart just ever so slightly wider. Hanzo had no idea what he was doing.

And then Kuai licked a stripe up Hanzo’s cock.

Hanzo gasped at the action, but it was nothing compared to the throaty moan when Kuai took his cock into his mouth and practically swallowed it whole. Hanzo didn’t have time to question it, as Kuai’s head began to bob up and down, lips and tongue trailing along his cock in a way that almost had Hanzo’s hips bucking. He’d never had a blowjob where he wasn’t the one in charge and setting the pace. Watching as his cock slid in and out of Kuai’s mouth, Kuai’s hands on his hips kept him still and unable to meet the other man's movements.

One of Kuai’s hands released its grip, lowering between his legs. He felt the fingers prod at his hole, before slowly beginning to enter him. Hanzo clenched his fists, trying to silence the sinful noises that Kuai was forcing out from the back of his throat. The fingers immediately sought out that one spot again, and when they pressed down against it, Hanzo trembled at the way it made him feel.

He didn’t dare move, aside from arching his back as Kuai’s fingers rolled in circles, practically massaging the spot, while Kuai’s tongue swirled around the head of his cock. The double stimulation was maddening, especially just how skilled Kuai was with both his hand and mouth. He could feel himself begin to reach a peak, and he knew he was close to another orgasm.

“Kuai- Sir- I’m going to-“ He was cut off by Kuai Liang giving a particularly hard suck, knowing what Hanzo was about to say and doubling his efforts to make it happen. Hanzo barely had time to contemplate that before he was loudly groaning, and coming inside Kuai’s mouth.

Kuai kept suckling at him, almost like he was trying to milk Hanzo dry, before finally pulling his fingers free and letting go of Hanzo’s cock with a wet pop. Hanzo watched as Kuai sat up straight, opening his mouth and sticking his tongue out, letting him see his cum pooling on it. Then Kuai closed it, audibly swallowing, before the pink muscle popped out from between his lips again to show the white substance was now gone.

Fuck. That was one of the hottest things Hanzo had ever seen in his life.

Still he couldn’t think that all this was a bit of a tease. He needed Kuai to fuck him before he completely lost it.

“Please,” he croaked, his voice sounding hoarse. “Please, I need you to-” He cut himself off. He couldn’t say it, the words died on his tongue.

“Need me to what?” Kuai questioned, tilting his head slightly. Hanzo just groaned in response, causing Kuai to chuckle. “I can’t do anything without knowing what you need, Hanzo.”

Hanzo screwed his eyes shut, swallowing his pride as he whispered “I- I need you to fuck me.”

“Hmm, so desperate for it, aren’t you?” Kuai teased, pure delight all over his face at just how needy he’d made Hanzo. He ran his hands up Hanzo’s thighs, making him squirm with want. “Well, since you asked so nicely…”

Kuai reached for his clothes, slowly pulling it away from his body, piece by piece. But gods, he was being so slow about it. Like he was deliberately taking his time just to wind Hanzo up some more. Eventually he was free of his shirt, and then his hands were hooking into his trousers and pulling them down. As they came down his thighs, they were down enough for his cock to spring free. Hanzo couldn’t help the sharp intake of breath at the sight of it, hard, precum beading at the tip. The thought that it was going to soon be inside him was more exhilarating than he could have ever imagined.

Once free of his clothes, Kuai slotted himself between Hanzo’s legs, hands taking hold of his thighs again and pushing them even further apart. Hanzo felt Kuai’s cock between his legs, rubbing up and down against his hole. Threatening to penetrate but not actually doing so. Teasing him. Fuck. What is it with Kuai Liang and teasing me?

“Please,” he whined pathetically, twisting in his bonds, desperately trying to get Kuai inside him.

Kuai just once more laughed at him, one hand moving to grab Hanzo’s hips, once more keeping him still. With the other hand, he grabbed his own cock, gently stroking it a couple of times. He then used the grip to angle it just right, right against Hanzo’s hole, and begin to push inside.

“Yes,” Hanzo groaned, as he felt Kuai’s cock finally breach him. He still felt a stretch, evidentially Kuai had still wanted his own cock to do some of the work in that respect, but it didn’t hurt. In fact, how full he felt was wonderful.

“Ah, perfect,” Kuai growled as he bottomed out, hands digging into the flesh of Hanzo’s hips. “So perfect. You were made for me, weren’t you?”

Hanzo didn’t get a chance to reply, as Kuai swiftly pulled back before driving straight back into him. Kuai thrust a couple more times, changing his aim slightly with every movement. Hanzo groaned lightly, but then Kuai’s cock drove into that same damned spot that had previously driven him to orgasm, and he was practically mewling. Kuai had found what he wanted, and Hanzo knew the man was going to abuse it without mercy.

Kuai gave a hard thrust as if to make sure, Hanzo practically jolted at the wave of pleasure that came over him. And after that, it was like the floodgates opened. Kuai began to roll his hips, forcing his cock in and out of Hanzo’s hole with purpose. He didn’t even slowly build up his speed, just went straight into overdrive, fucking Hanzo hard and fast. With every thrust forward, Hanzo’s entire body was shoved, his cock, somehow growing hard again and aching for attention.

“Feels good, right?” Kuai managed to growl out between his own laboured breaths, moaning himself with every thrust he made. “You feel so fucking good around me, Hanzo.” Hanzo could feel Kuai’s fingernails digging into his hips. “Can’t believe no one else fucked this hole before me, it’s so god damn perfect.”

Hanzo couldn’t even think about speaking, all he could do was cry out like a whore as Kuai used him. He focused on the sensation of his hole giving way for Kuai’s cock, the way his toes curled from the pure pleasure he was feeling. How the fuck could he ever have sex with any other person, knowing this was how good it could feel with Kuai Liang?

He choked on spit, realising he was going to cum yet again.

“G-going to-“

“Are you going to come again?” Kuai asked, somehow thrusting even faster at the idea. “Go on then, come for me.”

God, why was it like that was a command that his body felt it had to instantly obey? Hanzo’s back arched completely off the floor, eyes screwed shut and tears in the corners of his eyes as he felt his own cum shoot all over his chest. Kuai Liang paused, burying himself as deep as he could, groaning at the way Hanzo clenched around him. He reached a hand forward, drawing a finger through the cum pooled on Hanzo’s chest, just playing with it, smearing it further across Hanzo’s skin.

“You are coming a lot, aren’t you?” Kuai taunted, taking a small amount of Hanzo’s cum on one of his fingers, and bringing it to his lips to lap it off. “I’d almost think you’re really enjoying yourself.” All Hanzo could do was make a small moan of agreement. “Do you like me using you, Hanzo? Do you like taking my cock like a good little whore?”

“Yes,” Hanzo whispered, causing Kuai to bark out a laugh.

“Welcome to my world,” Kuai chuckled, and started to rock his hips again. “I’m usually the one in your position, though how the fuck could I resist a hole this good?” Kuai dragged his nails lightly down Hanzo’s sides, and once more took a bruising grip on his hips. “Should I cum inside you? Fill you right up?”

“Yes!” Hanzo was shocked at his own eagerness, even as he continued to beg “please cum in me!”

“As you wish~”

Kuai picked up the pace, chasing his own pleasure now. It didn’t take too long for his movements to become erratic, and the next thing Hanzo knew he felt Kuai pressing in as deep as he could go, and then he felt his walls being painted with Kuai’s seed. Kuai thrust a couple more times, emptying himself completely within Hanzo, before finally retreating.

Hanzo lay there, panting and desperately trying to get air back into his lungs. And it was as he was lying there, believing he was truly spent, that he realised his cock was growing hard again. Or… Had it ever gone soft in the first place? He usually had a high drive, and could usually last a couple of rounds, but never like this.

Next thing he knew, Kuai was kneeling beside him, breaking the restraints and sitting him up. Hanzo felt a glass being pressed to his lips, and he greedily began to gulp down the water he was offered.

“We aren’t done, by the way,” Kuai casually informed him, and Hanzo almost choked on the water from how blunt it was. “I just thought you’d appreciate a water break.”

Hanzo pushed the glass away, swallowing what was in his mouth before asking “you still want to go?”

It dawned on him how hypocritical that question sounded when his own cock was lying at full mast between his legs.

“I warned you I was insatiable.” Kuai took a swig of the water himself, before offering it to Hanzo again. “And I have only cum once, in comparison to how many times you have.”

Hanzo huffed, but accepted the water again. He hadn’t realised how thirsty he’d been.

“Of course, we can stop, if you really want to,” Kuai drawled sarcastically, like he already knew the answer.

“No,” Hanzo complained immediately, giving Kuai the answer he expected. “No, I want to continue.”

Kuai gave a triumphant smile at that, drinking what little remained of the water and sliding the glass away off the floor.

“Well then, let’s get back to it.” Kuai held out his hand, and in front of them another cock made from ice materialised. He lent in close to Hanzo’s ear and whispered “I think you know what to do by now.”

“Yes Sir,” Hanzo replied, crawling over to the ice. He shifted so he was knelt above it, trying to line it up with his hole. He felt the cold catch against his rim, and then he was pressing himself down on it.

As he settled, Kuai walked around in front of him, leisurely stroking his cock as he did. He reached a hand forward, tangling his fingers through Hanzo’s hair, and it took everything in Hanzo not to nuzzle into the touch.

“So, tell me Hanzo,” Kuai started, gently patting his cock against Hanzo’s face. “Have you ever sucked a man off before?”

“No Sir,” he replied, trying to ignore how embarrassed he felt by that. After Kuai’s outstanding efforts earlier, he knew he had no hope of matching that.

“I guess I’ll have to teach you that too.” Kuai moved his thumb down to Hanzo’s lips, pressing down on them. “Open wide, try to keep your teeth out of the way.”

Hanzo opened as wide as he could, extremely conscious of his teeth as Kuai began to slide inside him. He wasn’t entirely sure what he was expecting dick to taste like, but it was a little underwhelming, if he was honest. It just sort of tasted like skin.

“Good,” Kuai commented, resting a hand on top of Hanzo’s head. “Now, start to move your head back and forth.”

Hanzo tried to do so, clamping his lips around the length and slowly pulling back. His eyes flicked up to Kuai, trying to read his expression as he began forward again. He misjudged how much of Kuai he could take, as the tip of the other man's cock hit the back of his throat and he immediately gagged. Kuai had taken his entire length with such little effort, he hadn’t expected it to be so hard.

“Easy.” Kuai used his hand to pull Hanzo back to a more comfortable length. “I know I made deepthroating look simple earlier, but you have to have sucked a lot of dicks to get to that level.” He winked slightly and Hanzo couldn’t help but widen his eyes at how readily Kuai could admit his sexual history. “Just take what you can, no need to rush.”

Kuai used his grip on Hanzo’s head to help show him how to move. As Hanzo’s body swayed back and forth, he felt the ice cock begin to slide in and out of him slightly. Not enough to really get him off, but enough to make him desperately want to fuck himself on it again. But right now, he wanted to focus on Kuai Liang, and doing enough of a good job to please him.

“That’s it, you’re a natural,” Kuai groaned, lightly thrusting his hips to meet Hanzo’s face as he drew forward. “Try to use your tongue a bit.”

Hanzo wasn’t entirely sure how, but he pressed his tongue upwards against Kuai’s cock and let it trail along the length. The throaty moan and way Kuai’s fingers tangled in his hair indicated this was the correct action.

“God, yes, so good.” Despite Kuai’s insistence, Hanzo wasn’t entirely sure he was really doing good enough.

He attempted to push forward more, wanting so badly to be able to take Kuai to the hilt, but then it hit his throat and once again he found himself gagging. Kuai sighed, pulling Hanzo off him completely. Hanzo looked up at him pitifully, his own saliva dripping down his chin, as Kuai’s cock hung tantalisingly in front of his face.

“I understand you are trying to please me, but you need to listen to what I’m telling you.” Kuai lightly rubbed his cock at Hanzo’s lips, and Hanzo couldn’t help but mouth at the tip. “You won’t take it all in, not on your first time. Your gag reflex will always kick in. Just take in what you can, it’s what you do with your lips and tongue that matter far more than how deep you go. Do you understand?”

“Yes Sir,” Hanzo replied, pressing a kiss on the head of Kuai’s dick.

“Good.” He held the base of his cock, patting it against Hanzo’s lips a couple of times. “Open up.”

As soon as his mouth was open, Kuai was pressing back in, and Hanzo took his advice, forgoing his attempts to take Kuai whole and focusing instead on his movements. He made sure to purse his lips, using his tongue to lap at and trail along the flesh. He sucked hard on the tip, before making his way back up the length, revelling in the taste of precum building on his tongue.

“There we go,” Kuai moaned. “That’s it, just a little more.”

Hanzo doubled his efforts, sucking on the cock like his life depended on it. He was moaning himself now, the ice cock nestled inside him still rocking with his movements. His own cock was neglected right now, but god he felt it sway between his legs.

Kuai suddenly held Hanzo’s head still, and seconds later Hanzo could taste salt, as something thick began to fill his mouth. Kuai thrust a few more times, before pulling out, and leaving Hanzo with his cum.

Kuai cupped Hanzo’s cheek, and whispered “swallow.”

Hanzo rolled the cum around his tongue for a minute, before attempting to swallow it. Unused to the consistency, he felt himself choke slightly the first time he tried. The second attempt it went down easier, but he still found himself coughing slightly once it was gone.

“Sorry, I should have warned you it’s strange your first time.” Kuai got down onto his knees, all the while stroking Hanzo’s face, and rubbing the saliva still dripping down from his mouth into his skin. “Still, that was excellent, well done.” The proud smile Kuai gave made something inside Hanzo sing with joy. “I think you deserve another reward for that.”

Hanzo was expecting another blowjob, only to be surprised when Kuai twisted his own body, turning his back completely to Hanzo. He was admittedly confused, although Kuai pressed himself backwards, so his back was flush against Hanzo’s chest. He grabbed Hanzo’s hands, bringing them up and wrapping them around his chest, making sure the hands were directly over his pecs.

And then, Hanzo felt Kuai grab his cock, and press it against his hole.

“So here's what’s going to happen,” Kuai started, pausing for Hanzo to moan as his cock was surrounded. Kuai was already lubed up, and Hanzo wondered just when he’d done it. Was this part of Kuai’s plan all along, or does he just like to be prepared? “You are going to fuck me, while also fucking yourself on my makeshift dildo. Understand?”

“Yes sir,” Hanzo breathed out, burying his face into Kuai’s shoulder as he bottomed out. Kuai felt so fucking good around him, he had to savour it for a moment. His fingers dug into the flesh of Kuai’s pecs, grabbing hold of them and marvelling at how soft they felt.

He began pulling back, finding that as his cock slid out of Kuai Liang, the ice sank deeper inside himself. And as he pressed forward into Kuai, the ice slipped out of him. He groaned, if he thought Kuai fingering him and sucking his cock was the heights that double pleasure could bring him, he realised now that he was sorely mistaken.

He could feel his entire body shake as he desperately tried to start a rhythm, but it was so hard when he couldn’t tell which he wanted more. To be seated deep within Kuai Liang or to have the ice cock all the way inside himself. It was like he was chasing two different pleasures and both of them were deliriously good.

Kuai wrapped a hand back, taking hold of Hanzo’s face and pulling it up. It was then that Kuai claimed his lips with his own, Hanzo moaning straight into Kuai’s mouth as he eagerly opened up to let their tongue’s mingle. Kuai accepted the move, swiping his tongue around Hanzo’s mouth and desperately tasting him. Hanzo gave a particularly hard thrust that had Kuai gasp.

Kuai pulled back slightly, still twisted to look at Hanzo the best he could. “Come on Hanzo, you can fuck me harder. I’m not that delicate.”

Hanzo wasn’t sure how the hell he could fuck Kuai harder than he already was doing, but the realisation that it’d mean he was fucking himself harder immediately encouraged him to at least try. His pace had been steady, not exactly slow but not as fast as it could be. He tried to speed up, trying to make his thrusts forward harder. He knew that Kuai probably had that same bundle of nerves that had made Hanzo see stars, but he had no idea how to find that spot in this situation.

“God, yes, that’s it,” Kuai growled, hungrily kissing Hanzo again, “so fucking good for me.” He lightly bit Hanzo’s lip. “First a perfect ass, and also a perfect cock. I’ve hit the jackpot with you, haven’t I?”

“Fuck,” Hanzo groaned under his breath, and by the Elder Gods he was going to cum again. He could feel his movements starting to stutter, not sure if he was trying to get himself to climax faster or if he was attempting to slow down so that this heavenly experience would last longer.

“Are you going to cum again?” Kuai asked, licking at Hanzo’s lips. Hanzo just nodded his head in agreement, squeezing Kuai’s pecs like they were a stress ball. “Good.” Kuai began to rock himself back and force, meeting Hanzo’s own movements. “I want you to cum inside me, pretty boy.”

The pet name caught him so completely off guard, all his efforts to try and not cum completely dissolved, and he immediately shot his load deep inside Kuai Liang. His partner laughed, kissing him again but continuing to move, like he didn’t want a drop of Hanzo’s cum anywhere except his ass.

“You liked being called a pretty boy that much?” He taunted, and Hanzo felt his face going hot again. He’d never been called such a thing before. Handsome, yes. Beautiful, yes. Pretty? No. Pretty boy, not even a combination of words he’d ever think to use for himself. “So many ways I could exploit that.”

“Please.” Hanzo wasn’t sure what he was pleading for. If he wanted Kuai to not use such a weakness against him, or if he wanted him to never call him anything else.

He felt Kuai untangle his arms, and pull himself off Hanzo’s cock. He was removed from the ice, it unceremoniously being broken, and he felt himself once more being pushed to the floor. This time however, Kuai Liang straddled his waist. He reached a hand behind, stroking Hanzo’s cock a couple of times, clearly trying to coax him to hardness again.

To his surprise, it took very little to get his cock interested.

God what is this man doing to me?

Once satisfied, Kuai repositioned himself until he was hovering above Hanzo’s cock, and soon he was lowering himself, while making sure to stuff Hanzo back inside him again. Hanzo groaned, hands balling into fists as he threw his them over his face. Kuai really wasn’t lying when he said he was insatiable. Hanzo wasn’t sure how much cum he had left in him, at this rate he was going to be completely dry for the rest of his life.

Kuai’s ass settled against Hanzo’s pelvis, resting his hands against Hanzo’s chest for stabilisation. He didn’t stay still for long, and soon he was rolling his hips, lifting himself and practically riding Hanzo’s cock into oblivion.

Hanzo’s hands darted forward to grab Kuai’s arms, at least to have something to hold onto. Kuai didn’t seem to mind, and it was clear he was trying to focus on himself this time, Hanzo practically just a glorified sex toy for him to use. Even so, Hanzo felt the way Kuai clenched around him, and wondered if this was the same thing Kuai had felt when he was the one topping.

“Gods, you are so big,” Kuai groaned in wonder as he forced Hanzo’s cock as far as it would go. “Best cock I’ve had in years.”

Well. That was definitely a nice stroke to Hanzo’s ego.

Even so, rather than smugly revelling in such a compliment, he found himself absolutely mesmerised by Kuai instead. Way his body moved, how his muscles flexed from the actions, how effortless this all was. He didn’t even look half as worn out as Hanzo felt, barely breaking out in a sweat. It was like he could go on all night and not get tired. His face was contorted into pure pleasure, his mouth open and tongue hanging out, eyes alternating between wide open and screwed shut.

Fuck, Hanzo was beginning to wonder if he’d died and gone to heaven at this point.

Kuai let out a loud moan, throwing his head back as he came, shooting all over Hanzo’s chest. The way his ass clenched around Hanzo was enough to send him over the edge as well, and soon he found himself cumming inside the other man once again. Kuai rolled his hips a couple more times, a satisfied sigh escaping his lips.

This time, Hanzo didn’t think there was any way for him to get hard again. Satisfied as he was, there was just no way. His dick was practically dead, and no amount of resuscitation was going to bring it back.

As Kuai finally got off him, Hanzo practically went limp on the floor, closing his eyes. He felt a pair of lips press against his cheek, and when he opened his eyes Kuai was nuzzling against his face.

“Think you can last just a little longer?” Kuai asked, and Hanzo resisted the urge to laugh in his face. Insatiable was an understatement. “I just want to cum one last time. You don’t have to do anything except be a warm hole for me to fuck.”

God, Kuai was trying to kill him, because he swore to the Gods that if it could, his dick would have gotten rock hard from that last sentence alone.

“Okay. One more time.” He agreed with a smile. Even if he was done, there was a weird satisfaction in knowing Kuai could still find use for him.

“Thank you.” Kuai kissed the tip of Hanzo’s nose, before gently flipping him onto his stomach.

Hanzo lay still in wait, feeling Kuai press himself against Hanzo’s back. He could feel Kuai’s cock probing once more at his hole, before slowly sinking into him. Hanzo moaned, his ass sore, but somehow it still felt so good. Kuai was practically covering him like a blanket, pinning him to the floor. Not that Hanzo could move if he wanted to.

He felt Kuai begin to thrust, practically pounding into Hanzo with such force it knocked the breath out of his lungs. Kuai’s lips were at Hanzo’s neck, mouthing at it and sucking kisses into his skin, marking him. And Hanzo wanted it. He wanted everyone to know who he belonged to, wanted everyone to know that Kuai Liang owned him.

Kuai’s dick was pistoning in and out of him, the other man moaning and groaning into his neck. His arms wrapped around Hanzo’s front, holding him close. There was a possessive note to the action, like Kuai thought someone could take Hanzo away from him. He wanted to assure him that wouldn’t happen, that if Kuai asked him to be his, he would be in an instant. That he and only he would ever have Hanzo in this way.

Hanzo would not submit to anyone else, only Kuai got that pleasure.

Kuai gave a particularly hard thrust, biting into Hanzo’s neck as he did, and Hanzo once more felt the satisfying sensation of being filled with cum. Kuai jerked his hips, before finally unhinging his jaw. Hanzo felt Kuai completely withdraw from him, and he was equal parts devastated it was over and relieved he could rest.

After all, maybe he could convince Kuai to let this happen again some time.

Kuai rounded to kneel in front of him, running a hand through Hanzo’s hair and smiling down at him.

“That was wonderful,” Kuai told him, before reaching to help Hanzo sit up, and eventually stand. “Come, let’s clean you up.”

Hanzo didn’t say anything, just let Kuai lead him off to what he assumed was a bathroom, internally plotting how he’d bring up the possibility of doing this all over again at a later date.

Hanzo was lying back in the bed, staring at the ceiling with his hands on his chest. Now that he was cleaned up and the adrenaline had completely worn off, he was trying to compute what he’d just learnt about himself. If Kuai still refused to help him, he guessed he’d at least discovered what a pleasurable experience being in submission could be. Even if deep inside, he wasn’t sure it’d be that good with anyone other than Kuai Liang.

He looked up towards where Kuai was leaning against a desk, a cigarette in his hand and exhaling the smoke from his nose. Hanzo cleared his throat, feeling like he needed to say something.

“That was… intense,” Hanzo commented, unsure what other word he could use to describe it. He watched as Kuai smirked to himself.

“I did try to warn you.” Kuai shrugged, taking one final drag of his cigarette before putting it out on an ashtray.

“Do you do that a lot?” Hanzo questioned, because the only way he could conceive of Kuai being that skilled in sex was that he’d had a lot of it. Skilled enough to make Hanzo reconsider his entire relationship with sexual intercourse.

“Not… like that.” Kuai grimaced as he pushed himself away from the desk and began to walk over to Hanzo. “Although I suppose the benefit of almost exclusively being the receiver is you learn a thing or two about what feels good and what doesn’t.”

“I see.” Kuai had definitely made comments throughout that suggested he preferred to bottom. But regardless, he was definitely excellent at playing the dominant. “Well… You’re very good at it.”

“Thank you,” Kuai chipperly replied, and Hanzo almost laughed at how proud of himself he sounded.

“So. Does this mean you’ll help me now?” Hanzo didn’t really want to spoil the good mood, but he needed to know the answer. He was relieved when Kuai Liang gave him a sloppy smile.

“Well, that was what we agreed.” He sat down at the foot of the bed, looking at Hanzo with what he’d almost describe as a fond expression. “I will help you get your revenge, Hanzo Hasashi.”

Kuai Liang was a man of his word, thankfully.

“But, I think you probably need a bit more rest before we start talking about that.” And then that previously fond smile turned back into that signature smirk. “I did rather run a number on you.”

“Maybe I should run one on you, just so we’re even,” Hanzo commented without even thinking what he was saying.

Kuai laughed in response, “given what just happened, do you really think you can handle me, Hasashi?”

Hanzo felt his face go hot, as Kuai hopped off the bed. Kuai did seem like he'd be a handful in general in the bedroom, regardless of what role or position he was in. Hanzo felt like he was up to the challenge, even if Kuai clearly didn’t think so.

“That said…” Kuai said with a drawn out drawl, slowly walking away towards the bedroom door. “I certainly wouldn’t say no to riding your cock again, pretty boy.”

Hanzo spluttered at the use of that pet name again, and even without turning around to see him, Kuai began to cackle at the reaction. He didn’t say anything more, just gleefully continued to leave the room, practically skipping with the knowledge he’d gotten under Hanzo’s skin that much.

As Hanzo threw himself back down against the bed, he ran his hands down his face and despite himself, smiled.

This was going to be a very interesting alliance.

#mortal kombat #subscorp #sub zero #kuai liang #scorpion #hanzo hasashi #🧙🏼‍♂️we are entranced spellbound

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laismoura-art · 2 years ago

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NOOOOO! DON'T LET HIM MEET INV*SIONS!H*NZO😭😭 He shall NEVER know!

And no! Nope, nope, nope! That ugly ass suit looks nothing like that beautiful nerd-rizzing-royal-attire that is his Snowblind suit!😤

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You made me sad! I'm fixing this:

Kenshi, once he meets Scorpion!Kuai: whaaa? You look nothing like yourself! Where's your Cryomancy? And your scar? Your beard? Your donkey? AND WHERE. IS. HANZO???

Kuai and Bi-Han: WHO'S HANZO???

Kenshi, once more going insane: YOUR HUSBAND! MY SECOND DAD! WHERE IS HE??

Kuai:

Bi-Han:

Bi-Han: *realising Kuai might have a husband and a son he never mentioned before somewhere*

Bi-Han: *GASP* D E A D B E A T !

Kuai: WHAT? NO--

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Adding a bit of theory to this:

My favourite theory to where in this world is Hanzo Hasashi, is @dinainwater one that say he is this world's ruler of Netherrealm! (And as a Snowblind gal, I am fully committed to this one!)

Now imagine Bi-Han and Kuai do end up going to Netherrealm to meet Kuai's mysterious husband SB!Kenshi talked so much about...

And once they get there Hanzo is all high and mighty with his edgy cape

And Kuai is just: Oh... oh!

Kuai, whispering: Bi-Han, I never wanted to marry someone so badly in my life!

Bi-Han, whispering back: Damn, the king is your husband?

Bi-Han: I expected him to be taller tho...

Kuai "too low on self-esteem" Liang: Shit! He's the king! Isn't he too out of my league??

Meanwhile, Hanzo "fall fast fall hard" Hasashi: The yellow one is cute tho--

Bonus:

SB!Kenshi: HI FIRE DAD!

MK1!Hanzo: ???

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It's probably mine...

So... Snowblind!Kenshi time traveled or whatever.

I wonder what he Thought of the mk1 timeline

Sb!Kenshi: so what about Kuai Liang? Where is he? And Hanzo?

Mk1!Kenshi: Who?

Sb!Kenshi: uh... Sub zero and Scorpion?

Mk1!Kenshi: oh! You mean the lin kuei guys! The brothers with ice and fire powers!

Sb!Kenshi:

Mk1!Kenshi: You good?

Sb!Kenshi: no. No im not.

If you know, you know

#i can see myself shipping Scorpion!Kuai and Netherrealm King!Hanzo #and that's ALL y'all will have from me #mortal kombat legends #kenshi takahashi #kuai liang #bi han #hanzo hasashi #subscorp #scorpion #sub zero #mk1 nonsense #jeremy adams #it's settled folks I'm Jeremy

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smokyvrbada · 3 years ago

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☆Mortal Kombat: Lin Kuei Revival Headcanons

Summary: Long headcanons about some Lin Kuei after being revived from revenant/wraith/cyberization

Warnings: 18+ (minors dni), ANGST, canon-divergent, lighthearted stuff towards the end, not sure if this is ooc?

Characters: Smoke (Tomáš Vrbada), Noob Saibot (Bi-Han), and Cyrax

☆ Smoke (Tomáš Vrbada)

Tomáš would be pretty shaken up for the first couple months after his revival. The enenra is gone for good, but he does retain all his powers/abilities. He looks much like he did before in MK9, just a little older.

He's very afraid of forgetting who he is; as a revenant, Quan Chi's sorcery successfully brainwashed him, and the enenra was able to take over his body without Tomáš having any mental control over it. Starts keeping a journal full of his thoughts and day-to-day occurrences to help himself cope.

Tends to avoid going to places with burning smells and/or fires. They unpleasantly remind Tomáš of the Netherrealm, and triggers painful flashbacks of his (first) death by the hands of the cult. He also does have a very subtle fear of fires.

When he reunites with Kuai Liang, Tomáš breaks down, apologizing repeatedly about not being able to save him from cyberization. The cryomancer immediately comforts his friend, reassuring him that it was not his fault. They just silently process everything for awhile. Relief and happiness slowly begin to wash over Tomáš, as the reality sinks in that he is home, safe and free to be his true self at last.

Usually puts his hair up since he started instructing some of the younger Lin Kuei, but sometimes he'll wear it down; he specializes in stealth training specifically. Tomáš also spends a lot of time sorting and reading old Lin Kuei manuscripts in the records hall.

Smoke would adjust the quickest to life in the new Lin Kuei. He often forgets that Kuai Liang is Grandmaster; sometimes, Tomáš will purposely act like a teenager to get the cryomancer to loosen up (90% of the time it works). Still a very soft-spoken person, and he can be down to earth like he was in his youth.

☆ Noob Saibot (Bi-Han)

Revived Bi-Han is very detached from everything and everyone for the first several months; he has light scarring around his face and one long mark on his chest/back from the sickle. Also has salt and pepper hair, and a beard.

His cryomancy is almost entirely gone, it's mainly just his shadow powers left. However, he can 'freeze' his shadows into formations resembling snow crystals, drop the temperature of his shadows, and still has strong resistance to the cold. Saibot continues to lurk around, the shadow tends to unintentionally scare other Lin Kuei when it/he forms.

Absolutely hates the dark, there always has to be some light in his quarters at night for him to fall asleep. It reminds him too much about his experiences as Noob. Can also accidentally teleport in his sleep now; one time, Bi-Han woke up on top of one of the temple's roofs, completely confused on how he got there.

When he reunites with Kuai Liang, Bi-Han doesn't know what to say or do, he feels immense guilt for the things he's done under Quan Chi's magic. The younger cryomancer only walks over to his brother and pulls him into a tight embrace after a moment; Bi-Han exhales deeply and starts shaking as he slowly returns the hug. They just stand there in silent understanding and consolation for what seems like an eternity.

He doesn't take back the Sub-Zero mantle, Bi-Han feels like Kuai Liang has proven himself worthy of it from everything that's happened after his death. However, he does become co-Grandmasters with his brother.

Bi-Han takes the longest to adjust to the new Lin Kuei; Bi-Han is not a fan of the Shirai Ryu relations, he and Hanzo avoid each other whenever they come to the temple. Also does not tolerate if someone shows disrespect, especially towards Kuai Liang; other than that, he's pretty laidback and calm the rest of the time.

☆ Cyrax

Much like Tomáš, Cyrax just looks like a slightly older version of himself in MK9 when he is revived. However, he does have scarring resembling circuitry all over his torso from cyberization; usually wears clothing that covers it up to draw less attention to himself. He keeps his distance from people after restoration, but is not as isolated as Bi-Han was.

Cyrax has a very hard time readjusting to his human body. The metallic prison that he was trapped in was not kind on him, especially on his joints. He goes through months of physical therapy, basically relearns to have control over himself, both mentally and physically.

Doesn't sleep at all for the first few months he's back at the Lin Kuei, as the nightmares are pretty frequent. Cyrax will be awake until the sun begins to rise and he'll fall asleep from exhaustion. Tends to get a lot of migraines from stress until he eventually starts having healthy sleep patterns.

When he reunites with Kuai Liang, Cyrax doesn't recognize him immediately at first, and is in slight shock from learning that the cryomancer is now Grandmaster. After some more explanation, Cyrax lets out a small breathy laugh, before giving Kuai Liang the Lin Kuei salute. The interaction shows that there's a lot of mutual respect between both men; Cyrax has never been so content and relieved in his life, he was finally free.

He starts instructing Lin Kuei with an interest in weapons and other equipment (such as bombs), though he's uncomfortable around any high tech stuff, too many painful memories. Also revamped his old workshop from when he and Sektor would create weapons back in the day.

Second to Tomas on adjusting to the new Lin Kuei; Cyrax has a habit of referring to Kuai Liang as Tundra still, as he had already gone through the cyberization process before the cryomancer became the new Sub-Zero; overall, Cyrax is a very straightforward person, sometimes sarcastic, but kind.

#mortal kombat #sub zero #bi han #mk smoke #tomas vrbada #kuai liang #noob saibot #mk cyrax #juno writes #lin kuei #canon who? i just want them to be happy

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hey-michael-young-history · 3 years ago

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31 Days of Christmas!

Day 11: Nipple Play

“What are you writing?”

The sheet canopy was lifted and Kuai Liang looked up from the documents in his lap. He no longer needed to stay in his nest to maintain stability but it was a comforting place to retreat to when he needed to focus. “Reading.”

Hanzo Hasashi pushed aside the sheets and crawled in beside him. He slid his fingers through Kuai Liang’s hair then yanked his head down into his lap and took the papers.

Kuai Liang frowned. Hanzo wasn't usually so forward. He was about to speak but Hanzo started stroking his hair again. “I don't understand this script.”

“They are Chinese characters,” he explained to his Alpha as he tried to retrieve the papers.

“Where did you find these documents?” Hanzo demanded, keeping them out of reach.

“I did not find them,” Kuai Liang explained, reaching again. “They are reports from past grandmasters. Bi-Han requested that I interpret them.”

“Why did he ask you to do this?”

“Only those who are or have been grandmaster may have access to these reports. Bi-Han does not know how to read–”

Hanzo raised an eyebrow and set the papers outside of the nest. “Your brother cannot read your language but you can?”

“He was never taught but I was, in my years of solitude. He speaks more languages than I can but he is unable to–”

“You can speak in other tongues?” Hanzo asked, migrating his rough hands to Kuai Liang’s beard.

“Yes, we all needed to know multiple languages for the territories we worked. Bi-Han is naturally gifted.”

“Can you speak Japanese?” Hanzo asked, stroking his cheek.

Kuai Liang could feel his face heating. He closed his eyes and focused. “Sukoshi dake Nihongo ga hanasemasu.”

Hanzo smiled. “Subarashii. That explains your familiarity at our wedding.”

Kuai Liang didn't respond to that. He was watching Hanzo’s other hand, slipping under his tabard teasing his abs.

“It would be my pleasure to help you become fluent,” Hanzo offered, lowering his hand to a Kuai Liang's belt while brushing his thumb against the corner of his Omega's mouth. “Speaking my language while thinking in yours. As though my tongue was in your mouth.”

Kuai Liang looked down when he felt the absence of Hanzo's hand from his hips, exactly what the Alpha wanted. In one quick move, Hanzo was on top of him, his hands on either side of Kuai Liang's head, staring down at him. His face came down, Hanzo's dark brown eyes meeting Kuai Liang's gold eyes, before he tilted his head and whispered in his ear, “Would you like that, Omega? Your Alpha's tongue in your mouth?”

Kuai Liang put his hands on Hanzo's shoulders but he stayed firm, pushing his face down into the crook of his neck. He could feel Hanzo's nose sniffing, searching, every hot breath he exhaled.

“Your answer is in the air, my treasure,” Hanzo said, gently biting his neck. “But I want to hear it.”

I want to hear it. No… Hanzo needed to hear it. And he only needed verbal consent when…

He was going into a rut. Dammit.

As soon as he realized, he noticed how his body was reacting. Hanzo was right, his answer was loud and clear through his pheromones, sweet and dark. He could already feel his abdomen contracting to push out the slick he was producing.

Hanzo chuckled at the sound of Kuai Liang's soft groans and turned his head to kiss his renewed bite mark. “Every part of you is saying yes.”

“Ah…” Kuai Liang tried to muddle himself on Hanzo's shoulder as another cramp seized him. It was too late to fight it. Hanzo lured him into a mutual heat and once again, his body gave in before his mind could even process it. “Ah…”

“No need to hold it in. Tell me. Would you like your Alpha’s tongue in your mouth?”

“Hai.” It came out of him so quickly, Kuai Liang almost thought he imagined saying it.

Hanzo pulled himself up and looked down at him. Kuai Liang recognized the lust. Once upon a time, it put him on alert. Ready to fight.

He reached up and touched his renewed bite mark on Hanzo's neck. “Zehi onegaishimasu.”

The magic word. Hanzo's face was on his immediately and his tongue entered soon after, selling out Kuai Liang's and working it as magically as he did the rest of the cryomancer's body. Hanzo's groan reverberated through him, straight down to his hardening cock.

Hanzo’s entire weight was on him more, as his arm wrapped around Kuai Liang's neck and his other hand impatiently tugged at his tabard.

“Hanzo, Hanzo–” Kuai Liang tried to pull away to speak but his Alpha was too focused. He finally surfaced with a frustrated growl.

“Alpha–” Hanzo's hand was over his mouth immediately. Kuai Liang could see flames surrounding him and the all too familiar heat of his clothes being burned off his body. He hated Hanzo burning his clothes but gods, he never felt more turned on or desired. Especially when Hanzo burned his clothes as well.

Hanzo kept his hand over his mouth but smirked when Kuai Liang bit down and the air became even sweeter, heavy like syrup.

He sat up and pulled Kuai Liang against him, then pulled his legs up to rest on his hips. Kuai Liang could see his dick, thick and throbbing against his stomach. Every time Kuai Liang saw Hanzo like this, he couldn't help but wonder how much of a stallion he had to be in his younger days.

His mouth was captured again, but this time Hanzo was using one hand to line himself up and the other to keep Kuai Liang from moving. The needling burn on his waist told him that he'd be looking at Hanzo's handprint on himself for a few weeks after.

When he pushed the head of his penis between Kuai Liang's cheeks, he groaned almost uncontrollably and rested his face on Kuai Liang's chest, breathing hard. Eager anxiety buzzed through the cryomancer. He was going to knot him. Hanzo only got so sensitive when he was ready to erupt and the rare opportunity to be filled by his Alpha presented so suddenly made Kuai Liang ache.

He wrapped his legs around Hanzo's waist, something he knew would be embarrassing in hindsight. But his mind was consumed with the anticipation, the euphoric feeling of Hanzo inside of him.

He pulled Hanzo closer and that was all they needed.

Kuai Liang was producing so much slick that along with Hanzo's precum, he was in with one hard thrust, snapping his hips against his Omega's ass.

A ritual they indulged in so many times but it was still such an incredible pleasure. He was trembling on Kuai Liang's body, face down in his sternum, waiting for his Omega to signal that he could continue. And Kuai Liang gave it, a bit before the discomfort faded. Because neither of them could stand the wait.

And then something new.

As Hanzo withdrew, he opened his mouth and sucked on Kuai Liang's left pec. That in itself was typical. Hanzo was fairly obsessed with his chest, though he tried to keep it from being obvious. It was fascinating to Kuai Liang. No one has ever really favored his chest until Hanzo. Hanzo's lingering stare led to other eyes openly checking him out and Johnny Cage flat out telling him that he'd been wondering about his “tits” since seeing his “retro shirtless vest look.”

He didn't mind, though he didn't understand it. And he let Hanzo explore as long as he always stopped when requested.

Tonight, Hanzo explored new territory.

He took in as much of Kuai Liang's pec as he could, sucking hard as he thrusted again.

His moan caught in his throat as Hanzo groaned and began to speed up his pace, sucking on his chest hard and flicking the nipple with his teasing tongue.

It was too much happening at once. His lower body was coming apart from the onslaught of Hanzo's hips while fire was building in his upper body from the onslaught of Hanzo's mouth. To make matters worse, his hand was on his other pec, mercilessly kneading and groping.

“Ha-Hanzo,” Kuai Liang stuttered, trying to push his face away.

Hanzo stayed firm, melting the ice that was weakly forming to keep them separated. He started pinching the dry nipple as he swirled his tongue around the other.

Kuai Liang shuddered as he used his legs to push his Alpha away. “Hanzo, please–”

“Omega,” Hanzo snapped.

The Alpha voice. A low growl that stopped everything for any Omega who heard it. Kuai Liang fought it every time he heard it. But just like going feral, it was a mental block that he needed to pass.

He sank back into Kuai Liang, resuming his punishing but liberating pace. Kuai Liang moaned and spread his legs a bit more. Later, he could face the shame of that but right now, his only thought was getting more of Hanzo inside of him.

Until he felt Hanzo's tongue dancing around his nipple again. His quick fingers pulling and squeezing and pinching–

“N-not there,” Kuai Liang begged, pushing himself back.

This time, Hanzo said nothing. He simply let go of his chest and wrapped his hand around Kuai Liang's throat, gently holding him still while he continued to fill him and take his fill of the cryomancer's chest, lavishing his attention on both.

It was almost unbearable. Too much pleasure rolling through him, tearing him apart. His crotch ached and his chest was sore but every time Hanzo bottomed out and ducked his swollen nipple at the same time, he felt a euphoria that wasn't meant to be experienced by a mortal body. He was unraveling, swept up in Hanzo's shameless grunts and groans and sucking.

It was too much, it couldn't be pleasure. Why would he be allowed to feel this good?

Hanzo thrusted into him, pushing deep and remaining there as he bit down on his nipple again. Kuai Liang's body seized and he pulled Hanzo's face as close into his chest as he could. He wanted Hanzo to be a part of him, gods he wanted Hanzo's fingers and mouth all over him and… And…

His moan got trapped in a gasp as he cane, holding onto Hanzo tightly as he thrusted his cock against him. This orgasm released his muscles, his joints, all of the anxiety that seemed so silly now because he was free.

He finally went limp and let go of Hanzo, just as he noticed something swelling inside of him.

It was time.

Hanzo let go of his neck and wrapped both of his arms around his Omega as his knot expanded and he started to come. His grunts were low and thrusting erratic as he filled his Omega. Knotting meant claiming his Omega, flooding him so that he'd always remember what it was like to be loved so completely by his Alpha.

—-

Hanzo awoke, his mind a bit clearer. He lifted his head and looked down to see his Omega's chest under him, red and bruised, swollen and covered in bite marks.

The persistent scent of sex was stale in the nest but Hanzo could feel himself growing aroused by it. Foggy memories of the previous day, papers… languages… A rut. Dammit.

“My treasure,” he whispered hoarsely.

The cryomancer stirred, cracking his eyes open with a groan. As soon as he saw Hanzo, he began to purr.

“Alpha.”

“How do you feel?” He asked cautiously. He had loose snatches of scenes of the previous day - and night. But his ruts were unpredictable. The last thing he wanted was for his Omega to feel conflicted or hurt.

Kuai Liang stretched, then touched Hanzo's flushed face. “I believe I'm ready for another lesson. As long as your tongue is up for it.”

Hanzo's eyes widened but he quickly recovered with a devilish grin. “Hai.”

#MK omegaverse #subscorp #hanzo hasashi #kuai liang #smut and lots of it #Poor bihan never does get those documents back

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subscorpsupremacy · 4 years ago

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Fire and Ice Chapter 5: One More Time, Hanzo?

Hanzo moaned loud and laughed, "Yes! YES, MASTER!" praising his dominator. Kuai feasted at the sight of his rival and senior spread open, happily taking cock, uncertain whether to laugh or bite his lip, face redder than the Fire gardens. Such a beautiful sight nobody else was privy to. This is the legendary Scorpion, an honorable man, a powerful warrior, a dominant lover, a respected grandmaster, but also Sub-Zero's equal. Only Sub-Zero is worthy of Scorpion's utmost trust. Only Kuai Liang is worthy of seeing and knowing Hanzo Hasashi laid bare, be it physical, mental or emotional. And that feeling of exclusive access to this fine specimen in front of him spurred Kuai's own climax, and so too did Sub-Zero lose his calculating chill, and joined his equal into the fires of passion.

Kuai's expression melted into a haughty smile, and his glare softened yet still carried determination. Hanzo laughed heartily at Kuai.

"Yeah, keep doing that," Hanzo encouraged. "Fuck. That's amazing. What did I tell you?"

Kuai bit his lip and kept thrusting. "Was I convincing enough?" He hurriedly asked in between grunts.

"Kuai. Look at my state and tell me you don't know the answer," Hanzo laughed.

"I just want to make sure you had fun," Kuai said, blushing slightly. "That I pleasured you well."

Hanzo's fists lit up with a towering flame. He planted his feet accross Kuai's chest and kicked the cryomancer away. As the ice melted and his hands were freed, Hanzo did a somersault mid-air and landed on his feet. Kuai fell on his back and if he weren't so caught off-guard, he would have admired Hanzo landing on his feet. The man may be ageing, but his body remains agile and strong.

The Shirai Ryu grandmaster removed his metallic arm bands that covered the yellow cloth on his arms, and he kicked his metal leg armor away. Hanzo pulled Kuai's arm bracers and stripped his leg wear away, leaving only the Lin Kuei Grandmaster's headband intact.

"It's time you own up to your power and confidence as my true equal and partner, Grandmaster Kuai Liang." Hanzo said quietly. "You could never let me down."

Kuai propped himself up to his knees.

"That is unless I explicitly ask you to," Hanzo said also dropping to his knees. The Shirai Ryu Grandmaster brought his younger counterpart closer and planted a firm kiss.

"One more time, Hanzo?" Kuai asked.

"Assert yourself like the grandmaster that you are," Hanzo challenged. "As grandmaster I bow to no one. But I may bend over for another grandmaster who is worthy of making me shower in my own seed."

"One more time, Hanzo," Kuai said confidently.

Hanzo turned around and dropped on his hands. He looked back at Kuai Liang.

"Take your prize. Take me," Hanzo beckoned.

Kuai hungrily grabbed Hanzo's hips and dragged him closer. He slapped the tight buns of the Shirai Ryu. Hanzo let out a whistling breath that both eased the pain and also conveyed his surprise and excitement. The cryomancer was still hard and he slipped himself inside the ninja. Kuai Liang felt the familiar sensation of Hanzo's hole stretching and embracing the girth of the cryomancer's cock. Hanzo let out an encouraging moan.

Kuai Liang began to thrust and immediately kept a good pace. There was no longer a need to tease and torture Hanzo. Their risky experiment concluded in a resounding success, but it is now the time for pure passion and the bliss of bonding with each other. Kuai relished at the muscular back of Hanzo. The powerful muscles of the Shirai Ryu contracting and relaxing at every ebb of pleasure passing through his body, all dictated by the Lin Kuei's cock.

Hanzo's moaning became louder and more shameless, and it only served to get Kuai more excited. As the cryomancer picked up his pace, the ninja arched his back, twisted his torso and swung his left hand to reach out to Kuai's right shoulder. Hanzo's chiselled chest and abdomen was out in glorious display for Kuai to enjoy.

Hanzo's usually neat and tight bun was all disheveled. Kuai enjoyed the fact that not even a heated dangerous battle can undo Hanzo's hair. No, only rough and extended sex with Sub-Zero can unravel Scorpion's bun, whether it's the hair knot, or the buns below his waist. Still, the Shirai Ryu Grandmaster looked all the more alluring in this state, his flushed face framed by loose strands of hair, drops of sweat dripping down the creases of his ruggedly handsome bearded face. Hanzo gripped Kuai's shoulder tightly and encouragingly. Hanzo kept his eye contact even as his body was being pounded into submission. Kuai's chest swelled at Hanzo's gesture. Instinctively, Kuai drilled himself deeper and gave himself a firmer push at every thrust. Hanzo's eye contact broke as his body is overwhelmed by ecstacy. The ninja's eyes rolled up and his lids closed, but he immediately reconnected his eyes with the cryomancer. Kuai was pleased knowing he has not only sent Hanzo closer into another climax, but the latter was also keen on keeping their bond stronger both through the grip on the shoulder, and, more importantly, the eye contact.

"F-finish me, Master Kuai Liang," Hanzo stuttered as he fought to speak in between moans and heavy breathing, determined to keep his eyes fixed at his dominator.

Kuai was more than happy to oblige. The two men climaxed together, their powerful bodies writhing and seizing as one, their hips pushing against each other as their loins spilled their love and essence outward. A rush of seed, a rush of adrenaline, and a rush of blood to their heads. The grandmasters called out their profane exaltations as their bodies jerked forward.

Still connected to each other, Hanzo looked straight at Kuai once more and said, "Kuai. We often fear how it would break our reputation and how it would ruin our honor if people find out about us. I don't know when you will be ready, or if you'll ever be ready, but I want you to know now--I am no longer afraid. There is no dishonor in submitting to you, my only true equal. Let the realms say what they want. None of them matter but you alone. And there is nothing in any of the realms that will ever break the bond we have.

"We are mighty men. Grandmasters! We survived death and we overcame whatever form of enslavement they have put on our minds as revenants or on your body as a cyborg. We have transcended it all. The only enslavement that will persist is my heart, my very being and existence, being captured by you and you only, Kuai Liang."

Hanzo leaned in for a kiss, and tears rolled down both grandmasters' faces. Whose they were, they could not tell, for in that moment, they truly were one and the same.

Full art on my ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/33567382/chapters/84427855

#subscorp #sub-zero #scorpion #kuai liang #hanzo hasashi #my art

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xellychan040 · 6 years ago

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Are you doing that otp questions? If so, can you do SubScorp :eyes:

Like..........half of this is stuff i’ve more or less talked to with @noobsexbot

Also I’m sorry if this is slap dash and shoddy, it’s fuck o’clock in the morning for me fhdhshsd. It took me a minute to do this because I lost the meme questions and just plain forgot about it, RIP.

1) Who rocks the Ferris Wheel seat and who flips out and begs them to stop? Normally neither, but occasionally Hanzo is onery and likes Kuai’s grumpy face.

2) Who is always horny and will have sex at any time, at any place and at any time? I would love to say both of them, but especially Hanzo, because I love horndog Hasashi.... however, I’d say they’re into experimenting and will occasionally do something rather adventurous, but in general will mostly fall asleep in each other’s bed, still wearing their day clothes.

3) Who is more into taking showers/baths together? Who tries to make it relaxing and who tries to make it sexy time? The both of them like the closeness of bathing together, be it a quick shower in the SF barracks or a long bath in the springs or wide pools of their respective temples. It varies who’s into taking it into another level, but generally, Hanzo gets friskier more often.

4) Who likes to walk around the house naked and who tells the other to go put some clothes on? That’s definitely Hanzo. Especially in his private rooms. The habit rubs off on Kuai, but even then, Kuai only relents to being mostly naked if he has Hanzo’s silk robe.

5) Who sleeps on the couch when they get into a fight? Neither. Hanzo broods and Kuai pretends to sleep or buries himself in reading, but they wont leave each other until they’ve at least reached somewhat of an understanding. Mostly, if they need time apart, then they’ll just say so without being petty and go and attend to chores and duties they’ve been putting off.

6) Who takes photos of the other while they sleep? Kuai. He likes Hanzo’s sleepy grumpy face.

7) Who said “I love you” first? and who ends their arguments in a fight with “Because I love you”? Ghghg, it’s kind of a tie? There was a lot of mincing their words and promising each other the moon and the stars before they even officially got together. Eventually, they just kinda wordlessly admit it. After the fact, Kuai definitely says I love you to break up a tiff before it escalates into a real argument tho.

8) Who likes to wear the others sweatshirts? Kuai. He loves wearing Hanzo’s colors and elaborately woven tops. He likes sleeping bundled up in Hanzo’s freshly washed shirts.

9) Who wakes the other up in the middle of the night to tell them a cool dream they had? Who has the most nightmares, and who sings them back to sleep after? Both. They speak a lot of dreams and bygone wishes and future hopes. They also both have unsettling dreams of their pasts. Kuai regrets his cruel childhood, Hanzo laments of all the ways he’s failed those closest to him. They dont sing, but they do speak of poetry or the way promising students are advancing in their classes.

10) Who is more likely to cheat at games (cards, board games, etc.)? Kuai. The Lin Kuei taught them how to count cards and beat the odds in most games of chance to better blend in should the occasion call for it. Hanzo hates how soft and pleasant Kuai’s poker face is.

11) Who makes fun of the other for having a crush on them, and who has to remind them that they are in a relationship? HHHHHH. Kuai is...........both. He's both so flustered and pleased he landed such a sweet fiance.

12) Who starts a food fight in the kitchen? Hanzo. Again, he likes Kuai’s grumpy face. Plus it’s a chance for some intimate clean up

13) Who initiates duets? and who is the better singer? Egh. Neither. I guess Hanzo can hold a better tune. Kuai can probably play simple instruments.

14) Who starts the hand holding? Who grabs the others butt? Who slides their arm around their waist? Who likes to put their fingers in the belt loops? So, Kuai is the hand holder. He just loves tangling their fingers together. He’ll pinch Hanzo’s ass tho, and cheeks, and biceps. Hanzo is more likely to grope Kuai tho. And will possessively wrap his arms around Kuai. The both do the belt loop thing.

15) Who likes writes the others name on their wrist? Kuai. Kuai would write his name on Hanzo’s palm, and Hanzo would reciprocate. Also, Kuai just likes doodling Hanzo’s name in various languages.

16) Who is more seductive when they are drunk? and who is louder in bed? Kuai. He’s a sloppy, slutty drunk if you can get him to drink that much. Very needy and cuddly. But, hes also loud in bed. Lost of shocked moans and gasps because he’s still not used to being touched without violence.

17) Who is more protective? Both of them, but Hanzo’s protectiveness is more, like, obvious.

18) Who talks to the other while they are sleeping? Kuai. He pets Hanzo’s hair and murmurs bits and pieces of his wandering thoughts aloud.

19) Who drives and who has the window seat? Well. Hanzo is more likely to teleport them both from place to place. Kuai’s favorite seat is inside Hanzo’s arms, I suppose.

20) Who falls asleep in the others lap and who carries them to bed? Kuai will dip off to sleep if he’s comfortable and over stressed. He’s trying so hard to be a good Grandmaster sometimes he over frazzles himself and he passes out mid paperwork review. Hanzo will cart him off to bed and wrap around him for a few hours.

21) Who cuts the others hair? Neither, tbh. They occasionally help each other trim up their beards tho.

22) Who is super bad at sexting? and who sends them encouraging messages throughout the day? Does erotic poetry count? because both of them. The poetry kinda doubles as motivational and frisky.

23) Who thinks they are not good enough for the others love? and who’s more afraid of loosing the other? Who thinks they keep messing up, only for the other to tell them they don’t need to worry? Both of them. They both need the occasional reassurance that theyre okay now, things arent as they once were.

24) Who starts random slow dancing with the other in the kitchen? Who holds the other just above the ground and kisses them? Slow dancing or just, moving in each other orbit’s is a thing both of them will initiate. Hanzo likes grabbing and manhandling Kuai, especially for kisses.

25) Who says shitty puns and sex jokes just to see the other giggle and blush? Kuai. His sense of humor is awful. mostly ice puns tho. Hanzo doesnt giggle or blush, just huffs and kisses Kuai’s self-satisfied grin away.

26) Who kissed first? Hanzo. They’d been teasing and dancing around each other for months. Finally, Hanzo took a chance and kissed away Kuai’s coy smile.

27) Who orders take out at two in a morning? and who wakes the other up at three in the morning to go downstairs with them to get a glass of water because it’s too dark? Kuai. He cant cook. Hanzo is.................reluctantly doting. Hfhfhf. It’s just who he is.

28) Who writes poems/stories and love songs about the other? Do they sing the songs the write for them? They both do the poetry thing. They have a game of quoting poetry back and forth for each other.

29) Who does some crazy stunt to try and impress the other and who ends up driving them to the emergency room after it backfires? Eh. It depends. They’re both idiots but neither one of them are into showboating all that much. I suppose Hanzo would do the stunt. Kuai would just cluck his tongue and ask if thats the example he wants to set for the students.

30) Who is embarrassed when they have to wear their glasses and who thinks they look super cute? Kuai wears reading glasses. He’s so adorable and doddering looking in them. Hanzo will immediately drag Kuai away for some frisky shenanigans.

#scorpsub #subscorp #mk #mk11 #kuai liang #hanzo hasashi #sorry this took so long!#angellieafox

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earthrealmlesbian · 6 years ago

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Subscorp headcanons?

Alright, I’m gonna give headcanons another stab. You didn't specify whether or not you wanted nsfw hcs so I’m keeping these sfw!

• The general consensus is that these two absolutely do NOT do PDA and are very reserved in public. I think that's mostly true If you're comparing them to a couple that isn't a pair deeply traumatized warriors. They've got their own subtle version of PDA that's loud and clear to their friends though. They touch each other often. Innocent gestures like clapping each other’s shoulders or bumping elbows. If you pay attention they're almost always standing close enough to brush arms. Hanzo's scowl is positively neutral when Kuai Liang is around which might as well be a dramatic declaration of love honestly.

• Training together, sparring especially, is sacred to them. There was a time they only clashed in life or death struggles. In the bedroom there's obviously a lot of vulnerability, but there's something immense about them being able to trust each other to get that close with weapons drawn. It's a testament to how far they've come. Hanzo still gets a little emotional about it.

• They're rarely seen in casual clothing, but when they are they make sure to wear each other’s respective colors. Or just straight up each other’s clothes. They both wear a size dummy thicc so fit isn't a problem. Kuai Liang cracks the biggest, brightest grin when Hanzo wears his jackets.

• People are often shocked to find out Hanzo paints, Kuai Liang included. Hanzo explains that painting is a good medium for him. He doesn't have the time or patience for anything that requires him to painstakingly draw hundreds of little lines. Painting is loose, free, messy. He tends to paint sprawling landscape but will paint people too if he's motivated. Kuai poses for him occasionally. He enjoys watching Hanzo engrossed in the task and finds the rhythmic strokes of the paint brush relaxing. It's like having his own in person Bob Ross tutorial except the painter is dead sexy and can flip him ass over head in a blink. There's a few of Hanzo's paintings around the Lin Kuei temple.

• They planted a sapling together in the fire gardens. They tend to it religiously. Hanzo says Kuai must always come home to help him care for it or he might forget. He won't, but Kuai always nods very seriously anyways.

• Neither is the type to constantly listen to music but sometimes they'll turn on something slow and instrumental and dance together in their quarters. Not....not well, mind you. Usually they just sway in each other’s arms.

• They work well with one another’s morning routines. Very little tripping over each other taking care of their hygiene and whatnot. Though Hanzo gripes that Kuai Liang forgets to clean up his beard hair after he's trimmed it. They also enjoy helping each other with certain parts of their grooming routine. Specifically, Hanzo likes his hair brushed.

• Both of them are good with kids and I will die on this hill. Hanzo had a kid, he knows what's up. Kuai Liang remembers a time when he and Bi-Han were close and how much trouble they could get into as children. Those memories are important to him and he firmly believes children should have the chance to make those kind of good memories. He and Hanzo WILL square up with shitty parents. Despite his temperament, people who know him absolutely trust Hanzo to babysit.

• Oh, these two are big saps by the way. If one needs the other to do something all they need is a well placed and suitably longing "Husband...." , "My love." or "Darling." and the other is putty in their hands.

• Date nights with these two go straight from perfectly normal to a comedy of errors with no in between. They either enjoy a completely uneventful evening or they end up on the local news.

There you go, hope you enjoy!

#mortal kombat #kuai liang #hanzo hasashi #asks #earthrealm.txt #headcanons

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mothercetrion · 6 years ago

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Hearts United

Summary: Hanzo Hasashi wants to get married again.

Characters: Scorpion (Hanzo Hasashi), Sub-Zero (Kuai Liang)

Word Count: 2534

Another subscorp fic because I can’t get enough of them. I hope y’all like it!!! [Crossposted to AO3.]

He never thought it possible after the death of his first true love.

Hanzo Hasashi was a man in love—a man in love with Kuai Liang, to be exact.

The two men had been officially dating for about eight months, give or take a few days. Without doubt, they had been the greatest eight months that Hanzo had lived in over twenty-five years.

Every moment with Kuai Liang was like magic. Hanzo found himself smiling at every opportunity when they were together. He planned to see him as frequently as possible because seeing him was the highlight of his days. Holding the man’s cold hand made his heart flutter. Laying in bed with him after long days was more relaxing than anything in the world. Kissing the man made him happier than he ever could have dreamed.

It hit him one night as he watched Kuai Liang sleep next to him. The younger man had been sleeping with his hand in Hanzo’s, and a content smile was on his face. Hanzo traced his fingers along his arm and found himself smiling like a fool.

And then it dawned on him.

Hanzo wanted to propose to Kuai Liang.

He never thought that he would want to take that step with someone ever again. Harumi was the first woman, the only woman, that Hanzo ever loved. She was everything to him, and then she was taken away. He never believed that he would find someone to fill that hole in his heart.

Kuai Liang filled the hole, and then he stuck more in and made Hanzo’s heart bigger. He was able to see more good than bad in the world. He had a more positive outlook on life. He allowed more people into his life and had more friends and companions than ever, all because of Kuai Liang. He had to thank him somehow.

In addition, spending the rest of his life with the younger man sounded right.

With their eight-month anniversary soon approaching, he wanted to make the most of the occasion. They had already planned tea at the Fire Garden; it was such a stunning place for any occasion, so an evening of relaxing there and drinking tea sounded appealing to both of them. He could do it then. Tea, proposal. Maybe some more mixed in there. He wasn’t sure yet.

He knew he needed a ring, and the only person he knew that could help him was none other than Johnny Cage. He managed to get the man alone during a visit to the Special Forces base. The moment that his thought passed his lips, Johnny was on board. He said he would help in getting a ring, and he would help keep Kuai Liang off of his trail; the man was smart, Johnny claimed, and he would be able to tell if something was off or was being planned.

With his help, Hanzo planned everything down to the finest and tiniest detail. He found some musicians to play traditional instruments in the garden to make the area even more appealing. He planned a walk to a center area that was rounded out and surrounded in trees, the most romantic spot of the garden. He would propose in that spot, and Kuai Liang would accept. Hopefully. Johnny was convinced that he would; Hanzo forced himself to believe him.

He dressed in his nicest button up shirt. He actually wore his hair down, took the time to make himself look presentable and good and… special. Because Kuai Liang deserved a special evening, a special proposal, because he was special.

Kuai Liang arrived in the afternoon. He too was dressed nice, in a pair of jeans and a blue shirt that made his muscles look even bigger than usual. He had trimmed his beard some and looked more handsome than ever. Hanzo saw him from the temple’s front steps and felt his heart race in his chest. He was always so handsome, so distinguished in his appearance and his walk. Hanzo found himself luckier and luckier every day.

“My dearest,” Kuai Liang greeted, opening his arms for a hug with a smile.

“Kuai Liang, my love.” Hanzo met him at the bottom of the steps and accepted his hug, and he pulled away quickly and pressed a kiss to his lips. He placed his hands on his cheeks and rubbed his thumbs along the edges of his beard. “You clean up nice. Very nice, actually.”

Kuai Liang chuckled. “Anything for you, my dearest.” He ran his own hand over his beard. “It needed a trim anyways. This evening is just a good excuse.”

Hanzo smiled and kissed him once again. “Come, come. I have a special evening for us planned to celebrate the last eight months.”

“I’m excited.”

The two walked hand-in-hand through the temple, where the Lin Kuei Grandmaster was silently greeted by members of the Shirai Ryu with bows. All of them knew of Hanzo’s plan to propose. Their permission to marry someone into his clan was just as important as asking Kuai Liang. Of course, they were very approving; they all greatly liked Kuai Liang and knew he made Hanzo very happy. He would honor the clan well.

They reached the back of the temple and stepped outside, and right on cue, just like they had practiced that morning, the musicians chimed in with their instruments. The sound of traditional music filled the air, adding to the atmosphere and making the area wildly more peaceful. A table sat in the Garden, with two cups and a pot and a vase of red orchids.

Hanzo did his research. Orchids represented love. Red looked good in the garden.

“Oh, Hanzo…” Kuai Liang looked at the setup in delight, his smile growing. “It’s beautiful. All of it, it’s… it’s wonderful. The tea, the music, the flowers— oh, the flowers are lovely. Orchids are my favorite.” He turned to Hanzo then and held his face in his hands, pressing a kiss to his nose in delight. “Thank you.”

“Anything for you, my love.” Hanzo took one of his hands and led him to the table, and they sat next to one another. Before Kuai Liang could prepare his cup, Hanzo held up a hand and stopped him. “Allow me.”

Kuai Liang admired the scenery as Hanzo prepared his tea. He hoped that his shaking hands went unnoticed. He knew the man’s tea preference by heart, but he knew that proposing was very soon. He had rehearsed his proposal countless times in his head; he didn’t dare say it out loud. It felt unlucky to do so, even though he knew that was not true at all.

He wanted everything to go perfectly.

He finished Kuai Liang’s tea and passed it to his waiting hands, and he went to work on his own tea as Kuai Liang spoke. “The fact that it has been eight months since we decided to begin dating still baffles me. It has flown by in my eyes.”

“As in mine.” Hanzo found himself smiling as he finished his preparations. “I have found myself more baffled as to how I was to be so… so lucky.” He looked up and met Kuai Liang’s calm gaze. “I am the happiest I have ever been, thanks to you.”

“Oh, my dearest…” Kuai Liang smiled and grabbed one of Hanzo’s hands. “I am pleased to know that I have done that for you.”

“I love you.”

“And I love you.”

The two shared a tender kiss, their hands interlocked and their cheeks red with fluster and love. Once pulled away, they began to chat about their lives, new experiences they had recently had and new people they had met. They discussed Johnny, how they had both hung out with him recently upon his request; they were grateful to have a friend like him to pull them out of their comfort zones and help them relax. They discussed new pupils, the recent engagement of Jacqui and Takeda and Hanzo’s worries over an upcoming wedding for them that Takeda insisted be at the Shirai Ryu temple. They shared many laughs and a few more sweet kisses.

Soon enough, Hanzo suggested a walk. The ring was in his back pocket. It was time.

Kuai Liang happily agreed, and the two rose to their feet and began to walk through the garden. The wind began to blow softly through the trees, and leaves began to fall around them, drifting past their feet along the dirt path. Hanzo’s hair occasionally flew in his face, and Kuai Liang brushed it out of his eyes with a small laugh and a smile. Hanzo found himself blushing every time the man touched his face.

The music became faint background noise as they approached the center of the garden. The path rounded itself out and was completely surrounded by trees. The temple was completely obscured from sight by the autumn-colored leaves. It was the most private area of the garden—the perfect place for a proposal.

“Wow…” Kuai Liang looked around the area by spinning himself in a circle, his expression turning surprised. “Your garden is amazing.”

“As are you,” Hanzo replied.

Kuai Liang turned to him quickly, and his cheeks turned a faint pink from a blush. “You are getting more confident. I like it.”

“I am.” Hanzo smiled and grabbed both of Kuai Liang’s hands, squeezing his fingers. “You have made me a more confident man, my love.”

“Have I?”

“Yes.” Hanzo glanced down at his feet, his heart beating in his ears. “Kuai Liang, I must say something. It is—”

Kuai Liang lifted a hand and pressed a finger to Hanzo’s lips, silencing him instantly. “I must say something too. May I go first?”

Hanzo nodded immediately. In his eyes, it gave him more time to think of what he wanted to say.

Kuai Liang lowered his hand and grabbed Hanzo’s hand once again. “Words will never be able to describe how much you have changed me as a person. But… I can try to summarize.”

He took in a deep breath and squeezed his hands gently. “I never imagined that I would be able to get to know you as I have. Gaining the courage to get to know you has been the best thing I have ever done, no doubt in my mind. I had my doubts, of course, but… I moved on from my brother’s death as best I could. I had to take new steps in my life, including trying new things and making amends with the people I had made my enemies… and that started with you.”

Kuai Liang smiled. “We had a rough start, of course. But then we sanded out our rough edges and gave things a chance, and… life has been so wonderful, so blissful.” He held their hands closer to their heads, stepping an inch closer. “Our friendship was already wonderful. It took no time at all for me to feel like I could tell you anything in the world. It took me no time at all to realize that I felt stronger about you, but… it took five years to get the courage to ask you out. I have not regretted it a single moment. You are my everything. I want to spend the rest of my life making you as happy as I have been.”

He took in a deep breath and released one of Hanzo’s hands. “I pray that I do not regret this courage.”

Kuai Liang got down on one knee. Hanzo felt his heart stop as he pulled a box out of his back pocket and opened it, revealing a ring. He held it up to Hanzo with a hopeful smile.

“Hanzo Hasashi, will you—”

“Kuai Liang…”

Hanzo could hardly contain himself. Tears of absolute joy filled his eyes, and he felt his free hand begin to shake. “Kuai Liang, I—” He stopped and held out a hand to him. “This isn’t a rejection! Don’t think it’s a rejection!” he said hurriedly.

Kuai Liang tilted his head in confusion. “Then… then what is this?”

“It’s a…” Hanzo stopped and shook his head with a nervous chuckle. “It’s a double proposal.”

“What?”

Hanzo removed his own ring box from his back pocket. He got down on one knee, continuing to hold Kuai Liang’s hand, and popped open the box. “It’s a double proposal.”

Kuai Liang did not try to hide his surprise, gasping quietly. “By the gods… Hanzo, I—”

Hanzo put his ring-bearing hand over Kuai Liang’s lips, silencing him. “It is my turn, my love,” he said shakily.

He took in a deep breath and lowered his hand. “I never dreamed of finding love a second time. I held onto my past so tightly that I could not think of anything involving my future. My heart was empty, my heart had holes that I believed would never be filled…” Tears fell from his eyes when he blinked, and he did not attempt to wipe them away. “And you filled them. You filled them so heavily that my heart grew.”

Kuai Liang’s own eyes filled with tears as Hanzo continued. “You make me so indescribably happy, Kuai Liang. I never believed I could be this happy in my life. Every moment with you is… perfect. I am a changed man with a new outlook on life, a new optimism that I never would’ve received if it was not for your endless kindness and patience.”

Hanzo smiled as more tears fell. “You are the greatest gift I have ever been given by the universe. You are… You are the greatest man I have ever met, and I pray—” He stopped, sniffling. “I pray that you are only half as happy with me as I am with you. I desire more than anything to make you that happy because it is what you deserve.”

Kuai Liang’s eyes finally released his tears, and he shook his head with a shaky smile. “Oh, Hanzo… I don’t know what to say.”

Hanzo nodded. “I do. At the same time, my love?”

“Of course, my dearest.”

There was a brief pause as the men composed himself, and they moved their own rings towards one another as they did before.

“Hanzo Hasashi?”

“Kuai Liang?”

In the same instant, “Will you marry me?”

In a flash, without hesitation, “Yes,” from two men in love.

Both men immediately went to kiss one another. More passion and love than any previous kiss, they kissed deeply for several seconds before pulling away and hugging one another. Kuai Liang sniffled and began crying softly into Hanzo’s shoulder, and Hanzo could not help but do the same.

Neither had felt such joy in all of their lives. It was simply not containable.

Hanzo pulled away first and removed the ring from his box. Kuai Liang held up a shaky hand and allowed Hanzo to put it on him, smiling at him once it was on. He followed suit, putting his ring on Hanzo’s finger, and they showed off their rings to one another with excited giggles and big smiles.

It was an evening—and a feeling—that would never be forgotten.

#kuai liang #sub zero #hanzo hasashi #scorpion #subscorp #mortal kombat #mortal kombat 11 #fic #my fic #mine

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sasorikigai · 6 years ago

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Just fucking tell me, how is this the face of a 59-year-old face? Considering Hanzo is 59 and Kuai 5-6 years younger than Hanzo (53 or 54), even 45 is pushing it in my opinion. Of course, they have fine lines around their eyes and some visible wrinkles, but consider this. Kuai Liang is biracial (Chinese-American, with Caucasian blood mixed in), so his skin would be much thinner and susceptible to wrinkles compared to full-blooded Asian like Hanzo, and even then, his wrinkles are from being grumpy and angry as Scorpion. I’m just going to stick to their ‘physical’ age and just say that they appear to be in mid-forties, because Kuai could even pass as late-thirties, especially without that thick beard.

#✗ obsessive cathartic (headcanon)#✗ the ineffable testimony of spawned hellfire (scorpion)#✗ bone-deep chill of despair (sub-zero)

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paindealt · 6 years ago

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Hanzo: Just know that I love your rotund behind, all of your scars and even your.... ice puns (he either rolls his eyes, glares at Kuai or most rarely, will crack an unintended laugh).

“ && I thank you loving every perfection && flaw I may have. I believe it’s unnecessary to say the feeling is mutual toward you, I am certain you’re already aware of that. ” He cracks a small, mischievous smirk upon those flawless features. Then he cupped his bearded chin with a hand, his head tilting only slightly to the side. “ My puns, really ? Well… it is ice of you to admit that. I am happy that you are cool with them. ”

#kathexismania #{ ❄️; * in character ! }#{ ❄️; * reply ! }#{ ❄️; * v. 11. the warning ! }#{ ✨ ; * inbox ! }#// hanzo walked right into this

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hey-michael-young-history · 3 years ago

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Hotline Bling: An Excerpt

This is my offering to the SubCage overlords who have conquered my heart. A what-if situation - sometime after Ice in the Netherrealm, Hanzo decides to kill Sektor before his nuptials with Kuai Liang. He catches a lead and needs to depart ASAP but since that whole jaunt through the Netherrealm, Kuai Liang has been unstable. Hanzo doesn’t want to leave him alone so who does he ask to keep his Omega company? Alpha extraordinaire, Johnny Cage. It’s long. Like this isn’t even half of the draft. :

“Relax, baby, it’s nothing I haven’t done before.”

This close, Johnny Cage’s tone was playful but sincere. His overly familiar touches still made Kuai Liang tense up, but gods, he needed it.

“That’s it, you’re such a good Omega, and I’m gonna take care of you,” the actor said, pulling him into a kiss by his chin.

After all these years… the elders were right. Kuai Liang really was a slut.

But this was Hanzo’s idea. Hanzo had to tend to business in other realms and wanted Kuai Liang to be comfortable. His heat cycle was still too intense and unstable to just leave him alone.

“Purring already, babe?” Johnny asked as he separated them with a smile.

His kisses were different. Hanzo’s were passionate and domineering, but Johnny kissed softly.

He rubbed his jaw and laughed. “It’s been a while since I had beard burn. You’re a natural, you big ice queen.”

Kuai Liang tried to focus on Johnny, but it was hard enough keeping his eyes open at all. He opened his mouth but groaned as his stomach cramped.

“Easy there, don’t worry. I’m gonna take real good care of you.” Johnny removed his shirt and ran his hands up Kuai Liang’s abs. “Your eyes are so fucking gorgeous. Ol’ Grandmaster Grumpy Face really snatched you up before the rest of us could get a shot.”

He moaned, but at this point, his purr was so loud.

“God, you taste good. Want me to take off your headband?”

Kuai Liang leaned forward and caught Johnny’s lips, pulling him into a deeper kiss. Anything to shut him up.

Johnny growled and pulled him onto his lap. “Look at me, defrosting the ice king.”

“Mmmmm…” Fuck me, Alpha. It was embarrassing enough to think that, let alone say it out loud.

He reached into Johnny’s pants and found him quickly hardening. “Ohhh fuck. God.”

He pulled Kuai Liang into another kiss as the Omega tugged at the pants. He had his hands in Kuai Liang’s hair, pulling him closer. Then his hand was caressing his ear.

He could feel his face heat up. This kind of foreplay… the attention…

“Y’okay?” Johnny asked, kissing his shoulder.

Fuck. Me. He closed his eyes and embraced the warmth that Johnny was giving him.

His body was aching, his stomach was cramping, and he felt dizzy without Johnny’s lips. But… he couldn’t. He couldn’t do this.

“I… no…”

Johnny stopped and let go. “We don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. I’m at your service, K-boy.”

He shuddered, and Johnny pulled him back into a warm embrace. He laid them back down, keeping Kuai Liang against his chest. “Anything you wanna try, anything you wanna do. Even if it’s just this. That’s a Johnny Cage guarantee.”

He needed an Alpha. Here was an Alpha. Not his Alpha. His friend. They couldn’t do this. He needed to do this.

Kuai Liang wanted to express all these thoughts, but when he opened his mouth, a sharp breath escaped, and he was tearing up. No. No. Not in front of him.

Losing control of his emotions in front of Hanzo was one thing - even before they had bonded, Hanzo was his closest friend, his confidant. He had seen Kuai Liang through the worst of it. But for others to see this vulnerability… he didn’t want this. He had told Hanzo-

“Shhh, shh, I know this is hard.” Johnny wiped his tears and cradled his head, gently rocking them. “You miss your Alpha. You want some relief, but you feel guilty that he isn’t here. Your body feels like it’s swallowing itself. I know. Shh, shh.”

How… how did he know all of that? Hanzo wouldn’t have revealed such intimate knowledge.

He looked up, and Johnny’s gentle expression immediately changed to alarm. “Your eyes are green. I hate that you’re feeling like this.”

“Hanzo told you–”

“Hey man, how long have we known each other?” Johnny asked, taking his chin again. “It happens more now that you’re not holding back, but I always saw… oh…”

He laughed, but Kuai Liang didn’t understand. “What is amusing you?”

“Your eyes are gold,” Johnny said softly. “I’ve only seen it once. But don’t worry, snowflake, I know exactly what to do.”

He kissed him again, sliding his hands up Kuai Liang’s ribs. “Mmm, Fire Daddy’s feeding you well.”

Before Kuai Liang could react, Johnny buried his face into his neck and licked his outer ear. “I can’t wait to really taste ya, babe.”

He sucked on the small earlobe before pulling him up. “All aboard the SS Carlton!”

“No.” It came out immediately. “I need to take care… I cannot…”

“Relax and enjoy yourself? Yeah I know,” Johnny finished sympathetically as he slid his hands up Kuai Liang’s thighs. “We’ll work on it. Take off your pants.”

The last part was an order. Ordered in a voice that made Kuai Liang absolutely rigid. Johnny’s voice was much deeper than he’d ever heard and… sensual.

He pulled off his pants, dismayed that hearing the Alpha voice had caused him to slick. He was still amazed that he was producing it without pain.

“Good boy,” Johnny said, grabbing his hand and pulling him closer. With his other hand, he grabbed Kuai Liang’s cock with shameless abandon and started working it.

It almost brought the cryomancer to his knees. He was already weak to his Alpha servicing him but for another strong Alpha…

Every thought that came after melted as air from Johnny’s nose blew through the hairs on Kuai Liang’s crotch.

His tongue was, gods, it was all over him, curling around the shaft, teasing the foreskin, and massaging the head. He took it all, holding Kuai Liang against his face while he worked.

He let go with a satisfied grin just as heat began building in Kuai Liang’s stomach. Johnny pulled him back on the bed and looked him in the eye as he caressed his face. “I know you think everything is a joke to me, but you’re one of the best people I know, and that list is getting a lot shorter. I can help you. Trust me.”

“You are an Alpha,” Kuai Liang said slowly. “How are you…”

“So good at sucking dick?” Johnny laughed and embraced the cryomancer again. “Oral is my specialty, Alpha, Beta, Omega, no matter the gender. When I first came to Hollywood, I was a nobody who needed to pay the bills just like every other nobody. So in between auditions and reads, I was accompanying the elite as their handsome, fit, Alpha arm candy.”

He chuckled and held Kuai Liang in his neck, grounding himself before memories of those days resurfaced. “Trust me, my icy friend. I am more than qualified for this job.”

He leaned back down, but Kuai Liang grabbed his hair. “I can’t. Not before you.”

Johnny’s head snapped up, and his confused expression morphed into that mischievous grin that the cryomancer usually dreaded.

“What I’m hearing is that my esteemed guest has a thing for punishment. I think I can accommodate you there.”

“No - we shouldn’t—”

He moved forward and brushed his lips against Kuai Liang’s before sliding against his cheek to his ear. “Have you noticed that you’re breathing easier?”

Fingers rubbing his earlobes now. “And your pheromones are pretty stable.”

“Y-you should have no ability to smell me,” the cryomancer complained. He balled his fists in frustration. Even being bonded didn’t save him from these embarrassments. He was too old, too strong for his body to be so chaotic. “Only Hanzo-”

“Cut yourself some slack,” Johnny said softly. “You’re in heat, so that’s an automatic pass. But you’re in heat without your Alpha. You’re not giving yourself enough credit, Kuai. A bonded Omega in heat without their Alpha usually just goes feral. The fact that you’re still conscious and with me shows how much control you have over yourself.”

The praise made him feel warm and heavy. He wanted to please this Alpha, offer himself completely as long as Alpha continued saying these things to him. Johnny Cage, of all people, was making him feel this way.

For a moment, he could stop and appreciate the luxury that Johnny provided. The sheets were soft silk, covering his skin in a protective cool without creating friction. Music played in the background, easy, soft melodies that relaxed Kuai Liang when he took note of it. And the air…

“This smell… your pheromones?” He asked as Johnny rested a hand on his head.

“What kind of monster do you think I am?” The Alpha laughed. “No, it’s just some essential oils. Vanilla rose. I figured this whole situation would be overwhelming enough… you don’t need my scent clinging onto you too.”

Kuai Liang blushed, and the ache in his body shifted from exhaustion to desire. If only his first time with Hanzo had been so…

He dove down before his mind finished that thought. He had Johnny completely in his mouth in one move.

He could admit that he had gotten lazy with Hanzo. His Alpha was a disaster when it came to giving oral pleasure. It made sense - his sexual experience was stilted compared to Kuai Liang’s. What Johnny had done for him… Kuai Liang wanted to reciprocate.

“Oh shit, shit, shit,” Johnny gasped. His hand returned to Kuai Liang’s head and forced him to take it deeper. “Holy shit, it’s been too long.”

This show of force was familiar to him. No hesitance. No concerned faces. Just an Alpha enjoying what Kuai Liang had to offer. He was already wrong for engaging with another Alpha - what was the harm in being wrong about this too?

Kuai Liang had closed his eyes when Johnny pulled him off. “World-class, baby.”

Once again, the praise made him blush and drew out his purr. Johnny didn’t laugh or tease him for it. He simply kissed Kuai Liang.

No demands for explanation. No sudden loss of his temper. If Kuai Liang stumbled out of the moment, Johnny would just nonchalantly reel him back in.

This. This was the Alpha he wanted.

“Lay down on your side,” Johnny whispered. He didn’t demand it in his Alpha voice, but it didn’t matter. Kuai Liang wanted whatever he had in store.

He lay on the bed and thought he understood when he was confronted by a full view of Johnny’s hard cock in his face. He resumed his duties.

And found that he did not understand the plan.

As soon as he felt it slide past his throat, he felt Johnny’s mouth embracing his own hard-on. The pleasure, heightened by his heat, ran through Kuai Liang like fire, and he moaned and purred around Johnny’s cock.

The actor withdrew and Kuai Liang, tempted to look down, managed not to get distracted. He couldn’t let up on Johnny.

“Goooooooood damn,” he sighed. “It feels unreal having you purring on my dick, babe. Just fucking marry me already.”

Marry him? Oh. Kuai Liang was…

… cut off from those thoughts as Johnny aggressively took his cock again, burying his face in Kuai Liang’s pubic hair and making these unholy sounds of sin as he did so.

It made him purr louder, which caused Johnny to moan, which only heightened the arousal between them both.

Just as quickly as he started, the actor stopped. Kuai Liang kept working. Johnny laughed and pulled away so that he could sit up. Kuai Liang immediately continued as Johnny caressed his face. “Know why I stopped?”

His fingers made idle movements, but Kuai Liang realized that Johnny was avoiding his scars. He also realized, with great alarm, that he wanted Johnny to touch them. Johnny wouldn’t look at him with pity as Hanzo did. Johnny would accept the scars as part of Kuai Liang, not see them as damage that other Alphas caused.

He shifted his head so that Johnny could feel his own cock pushing against the wall of Kuai Liang’s cheek.

He closed his eyes and uttered a soft groan. “Jesus baby, are you trying to kill me?”

Johnny lifted him and ran his fingers from Kuai Liang’s abs to his chest. “I saw your thighs tensing up. You were about to sing for me.”

Sing… that was how Hanzo referred to it as well.

“And as we both agreed, I get mine first,” Johnny reminded as he pulled Kuai Liang into another deep kiss.

He cupped the back of the cryomancer’s head, then spread his fingers through his hair. This, he always wanted to do. The man had great hair.

With his other hand, he shamelessly groped Kuai Liang’s chest. This was the impossible dream. Johnny wasn’t ashamed, tits were his thing, and he had the glory of associating with many people who seemed allergic to shirts. Sonya’s chest was something to behold, and he still daydreamed about motorboating the fuck out of them, but Sub-Zero’s tits were a whole different league. Johnny started with small touches but quickly began squeezing his nipples, squeezing his pecs, gods they were gonna feel so good in his mouth—

He felt Kuai Liang’s breath hitch and his body heat up under him, but he was holding onto Johnny’s neck. Damn, the arms on this dude.

Johnny ended the kiss and started rubbing Kuai Liang’s feet.

“What—”

“Hey, I’ve been watching. Whenever you get close, your whole body goes stiff. Even when you come down, your toes keep curling. Your feet must hurt.”

He gathered all of that from simple observation. Kuai Liang looked away.

“You’re still kinda toasty, but it seems like we’re managing your heat. Good, good, you’re such a good Omega.”

He set Kuai Liang’s feet down, so the cryomancer’s legs were on his own. “Okay, K-man, this is where things might get a little weird.”

Kuai Liang looked up, expecting to see a playful face. Instead, he found solemn eyes staring into his. It was just him, just them in this bed, in this universe.

“The safe word is ‘ninja,’ got it?”

“I am not a ninja,” came the standard Lin Kuei answer.

“No,” Johnny said, lifting his feet again. “But I was. Are you ready?”

“What is the meaning of ‘safe word’? Why do I need it?”

Johnny smiled, and it was such a relief not to have to face Hanzo’s concerned and pitying expression simply for asking a question.

“You’re going to feel some intense pleasure, but your body’s gonna fight it. You might tell me to stop, but if you say ‘ninja,’ I’ll know that you actually need me to stop. Make sense?”

“Yes.” Kuai Liang couldn’t imagine saying “stop” and not meaning it. He couldn’t imagine pleasure that was more intense than he was already feeling. Johnny trusted him with this, while also providing a way to control it.

“Okay.” The actor’s loving gaze turned mischievous as he locked his arm around Kuai Liang’s legs and began tickling his feet.

He was confused by the feeling of his feet being scratched and began to ask why—

And then he felt it.

A strange numbness, then a nervous stimulation all through his body. It felt good, it felt painful, and when Kuai Liang opened his mouth to protest it, he laughed.

Oh, gods. It had to stop. But he couldn’t form a word through his bellowing laughter. He tried to kick away to escape, but Johnny held firm, saying, “Oh no, you don’t!”

This was torture. Kuai Liang could feel every nerve in his feet, and it felt like fire. He was laughing so hard that his face hurt, and his thrashing was useless. His heart was pounding so hard that it, along with his spine, felt like it was going to eject from his body.

A flushed warmth spread over him. He could feel his body trying to lock up, desperately trying to create a protective layer of ice. It was concerning. He had worked so hard to keep his ice from threatening innocent people since the misfortune of the kamidogu incident. He wouldn’t let it harm Johnny.

Kuai Liang lurched forward and grabbed Johnny’s face. The actor turned and immediately abandoned his assault when their lips came together in a kiss. Kuai Liang was still smiling, but he smiled harder when he felt Johnny’s lips turn up.

Johnny pulled him into his lap again and deepened the kiss, holding on to his neck and back to keep him in place.

He never thought he could feel this kind of stability with anyone but Hanzo. And this… there was a growing idea in his head from which he allowed Johnny’s kiss to distract him.

Until Johnny’s fingers brushed against his scent gland.

He broke the kiss, but Johnny didn’t stop smiling. “How’s my favorite tasty frosty frozen treat feeling?”

The truth was… he felt amazing. Like he had already climaxed and needed to sleep. His body felt absolutely relaxed, but the shame was starting to kick in. He was brought down by the touching of his feet by Johnny Cage of all people.

“Hey, I recognize that face. No need to be embarrassed. You tightly wound people can never resist a good tickling. And look—” He slid his nails along Kuai Liang’s spine, causing the man to groan and arch against him. “You’re not so tense anymore. Your pheromones aren’t bitter. And your body, ah, let’s just say, you’re ready.”

He pulled Kuai Liang closer to him. “Your body is ready, are you?”

It was an ache in the bottom of his stomach sinking lower and lower, scraping at him as it did so. The pain was starting to come back. This weakness that he always tried to keep from Hanzo… the weakness that he cursed and that caused him to hide himself away…

Johnny didn’t care. He felt the scars; he knew the history. Johnny didn’t look at him like he was some damaged pet that needed to be shielded from the world.

Johnny looked at him like… as if…

Kuai Liang kissed him again and rested their foreheads together. “I want you to bite me.”

Johnny looked up immediately, as though he was snapped out of a lustful fog. Kuai Liang seized the moment and touched the wrinkles on his forehand. He looked more dignified, more mature. Seeing a past incarnation next to the wizened man here, he realized how much people underestimated Johnny and brushed him off. He was a mortal human, descended from an ancient elite warrior class, blessed with powers he didn’t ask for to protect the people he’d die for.

Why did Kuai Liang think he would ever be one of those people?

Fever rushed through him and caught his tongue. It was an error. He didn’t know what came over him. He didn’t want—

Johnny’s whole body was on him, and he was being covered in strong kisses and teasing nips. His face, down to his neck and back up. While he drowned Kuai Liang in this passionate embrace, his hands worked to position him. He rolled Kuai Liang over and was on top of him, his face in the cryomancer’s hair, inhaling deeply.

“God, you feel like silk. You smell…” The words came in a husky whisper, punctuated with a strangled groan as Johnny rubbed the entire length of his cock against the cooling body below him.

“I wanna say it, but I don’t wanna ruin the mood,” Johnny muttered, taking Kuai Liang’s earlobe between his teeth.

The teeth dragging along his skin startled Kuai Liang. He quickly closed his eyes and concentrated on containing his ice. This was not his Alpha, but there was no need to threaten him with his ice.

The melody of Johnny panting in his ear. The pressure of his cock rubbed against the sheets as Johnny ground into him. He didn’t feel threatened.

But instead of exploding from him, Kuai Liang’s ice calmed and began cooling him, relieving him of the discomfort that heat had thrown him into. He was in control.

For the first time, he was in control of his ice during heat.

“What’s going on, baby?” Johnny asked. Never slowing down the biting of his shoulder. Never moving his hips from Kuai Liang’s.

“Say it,” Kuai Liang said. “What do I smell like?”

A low chuckle. Johnny pressed the Omega’s face into the bed and for some reason, this did not feel like a threat either. Johnny’s grasp was firm, but as soon as Kuai Liang’s face was down, the force turned into loving strokes of his hair.

“Chocolate. You smell like chocolate.”

People… Hanzo… had only told him that he smelled “sweet.” No one had ever described the smell to him, and he never considered asking. He always took the observation as a warning to get his pheromones under control.

“Ohhh… now it’s like chocolate and strawberries. How did you know?”

The pressure was off of Kuai Liang’s back, and he tensed at the relief. His stomach seized, rooting pain along every nerve he had.

Immediately, the comforting heaviness was back, and Johnny was stroking his throat. “Shh, shh, shh, I’m still here. I’m still here. I’m not gonna leave.”

Kuai Liang hadn’t realized he was purring. He was amazed that his disjointed purr quickly died at Johnny’s touch.

“See? You’re fine. You’re okay. The best Omega. I have a treat for you. Open your mouth.”

Another way to please this Alpha. Kuai Liang opened his mouth and was overcome by Johnny’s tongue on his, their lips matching, and the hand that was on his throat now holding his head still. The strain of leaning his head back was painful, but the sensation of being covered and claimed by this Alpha was worth it, and the ice running through his body didn’t feel strange. It was keeping him present.

Johnny’s mouth parted from his, but before Kuai Liang could close it, something was shoved inside. Instinct brought his teeth down to crush whatever it was. Biting the item caused an explosion of sweet, juicy, and chocolate.

He continued to chew and swallowed once so that he could savor the taste and speak. But as soon as he opened his mouth, the taste of Johnny Cage mingled with the flavors as Johnny’s tongue sought his.

Kuai Liang could feel his body start to warm up. The ice inside him quelled the heat threatening him and gave him the strength to kiss Johnny back.

When they finally parted, Johnny gently pushed Kuai Liang’s head down on the bed, resting on his cheek. The actor was red and an artificial scent was rising from him. It was disappointing. Kuai Liang wanted to smell him. Wanted his scent so deep in his skin that it could follow him for weeks.

“That was… fruit?”

Johnny tilted his head, then laughed. “Chocolate-covered strawberries. Chocolate’s Callebut and the strawberries are from Poteet, Texas, the tastiest in North America. I made them before you got here.” He smiled and caressed Kuai Liang’s cheek. “I’ve never seen you eat, but I noticed that when Sonya used strawberry-scented conditioner, you stayed near her. It was unreal. You, big badass Sub-Zero with the rugged face scar, wandering after her like you were following her scent. Only Omegas are that sensitive to sweet smells. I knew you weren’t the type to creep on people, so one day, I used Sonya’s conditioner, and the way you looked at me…” Johnny coughed and looked away. “Your eyes were gold. You stared at me, way longer than you’d sneak glances at Sonya. I didn’t… I guess I didn’t want to think about what that meant. Sonya already thought your Beta cover was bullshit. But I didn’t tell anybody.”

The ice was keeping Kuai Liang’s chest from seizing. How could he have been so careless? Before tonight, he had never even considered Johnny Cage as an option for anything. He didn’t even remember this incident.

Who else…?

“You’re worrying about nothing.” Kuai Liang’s headband was untied and slipped from his head. “I worried about you a lot back then. Noticed stuff. How alone you were. I heard things about… you know. You got snatched from the tournament, turned into a machine, died. Most people who survived the Netherrealm aren’t exactly forthcoming about the experience, and I don’t blame ’em. When I heard what Kano did to you…”

Johnny looked at the cloth in his hand and clenched his fist. “I thought that it was like a brotherly instinct I was feeling. But I don’t know Blueberry Ice. You inspire a lot of weird feelings.”

From the moment Johnny touched him, a coil had spun in Kuai Liang’s stomach, and now it was too tight, and he was too hard—

A great wave covered him. A body over his, warm but nowhere near as suffocating as the hellfire he was used to. And then.

Then.

Teeth. On his neck. Arms pinning him down. He could escape them. He could escape this.

But he asked for this, and he was going to stand firm in his decision.

The teeth sinking into his scent gland broke through the remnants of Hanzo’s bite, broke through the layers of scarring that abandonment had made.

Kuai Liang had been bit by many Alphas. They were all forceful, and this one was no different. Most went too deep or bit multiple times. Johnny’s teeth felt… perfect.

A chill struck through his spine like ice crackling. He groaned and tried to get up, but Johnny pushed him back down and licked his neck, over the bite, where the scars had ruptured from the force of his bite.

Kuai Liang’s hands relaxed as his eyes closed. He didn’t even flinch as Johnny’s hands covered his own, his fingers slipping between and curling the sheets.

“God, you’re driving me crazy.” It was rough, harsh, but kind. So kind. Kind in the way only an Alpha can be.

“I… I should have…” Johnny Cage choking on his own words. A rare pleasure.

Kuai Liang turned his head, but Johnny was on his neck again, kissing it, nose deep in his hair.

“I can’t wait anymore.” It was almost a plea. Not a demand. “Hey, are you- baby, look at me, what’s wrong?”

It wasn’t until he was on his back that he realized his face was hot and wet. Johnny’s face hovered over him, though his eyes were down, looking at his stomach tensing and releasing. When Johnny touched him, Kuai Liang shoved him back, sending the Alpha off the bed.

He sat up, his entire body trembling now. His chest was tightening, forcing him to exhale and cough. Blood dribbled from his neck to his back.

His body was on fire.

He concentrated on cooling down, but it just made him hotter. He couldn’t see. When he touched himself to make sure he was really there, it was pain.

How could he have forgotten?

He was already someone’s Omega, and here he was, giving his body away. A fierce cramp ran from his stomach to his pelvis, forcing him to lurch. But he stayed quiet.

His hands searched for his mouth, and when they finally found it, he sank his teeth into his palm and gods, it hurt, but he almost came right then and there. The relief was so much. He dug his teeth in further.

He only heard white noise rising, and then his hand was snatched out of his mouth, and his face was against something. Kuai Liang struggled to catch his breath, and then he smelled it.

A rich warmth. Like… coffee. Dark and heavy, but it drew Kuai Liang’s nose to what could only be a chest.

“—okay, you’re—”

He concentrated on the voice until it became more clear. And then he could see.

This delicious scent belonged to Johnny Cage.

“Take all the time you need,” Johnny said as he stroked Kuai Liang’s hair and rubbed his back. “Sorry, man. I didn’t know. I should have realized… I mean, you smell too sweet…”

“Too sweet?” His voice, as thin as it sounded, stirred Johnny from his thoughts. The Alpha laid him down and held his hand as he reached under the bed. He let go, only to drape a heavy blanket across them. Then he pulled Kuai Liang close and continued filling the air with his pheromones.

This was the heaviest blanket Kuai Liang had ever felt. He felt uneasy at first but it settled around him evenly, making him feel less restrained and more secure. The blanket, along with the fragrance and sensation of Johnny Cage almost pulled him to sleep.

“What… what is…”

“It’s called a weighted blanket,” Johnny answered immediately. “I remember, when we were on Kharon’s ship, you were restless. Couldn’t sleep. When Cass was little… hell, even now, Cass can’t sleep without someone there or a weighted blanket.” He pulled Kuai Liang closer. The Omega’s hair was damp and he was still trembling. “Probably should have known then. Omegas have trouble sleeping alone.”

Kuai Liang remained silent, considering the information. He was always behind when it came to common knowledge. Hanzo carried a lot of latent knowledge but Johnny seemed to know everything.

The Alpha groaned and tightened his embrace. He slowly reached down and gently pushed Kuai Liang’s hand off of his erect cock.

Kuai Liang looked at his hand in amazement. He wasn’t even aware that he had been stroking him.

“You must be a Companion Omega,” Johnny muttered absentmindedly.

“Companion…?”

Johnny sighed and took another strawberry off the nightstand. He rubbed it against Kuai Liang’s lips until the Omega obediently opened his mouth, kissing Johnny’s fingers once he received his gift.

The actor shuddered. “Definitely a companion Omega.” He pushed Kuai Liang’s bangs out of his face and settled into his gaze. “There are different kinds of Alphas and Omegas. I mean… most people outgrow their urges but… like… okay, I’m an Omni Alpha, right? I’m compatible with pretty much every combination of sexes. Jax is a Protector Alpha. He ONLY digs the opposite sexes. Omega chicks. Maybe Beta girls too.”

He exhaled sharply and pulled his fingers from Kuai Liang’s mouth. “Jesus. Companion Omegas have to be medicated constantly, or… an Alpha keeps them balanced. You… fuck, Kuai. You didn’t know? How the hell did you survive?”

“What are you saying?”

Johnny turned him over and held him close, so close that Kuai Liang could feel his cock slide between his ass cheeks easily. “You’re so fucking wet. I am marinating in your slick. Companion Omegas were made to be fucked, but something happened to you, didn’t it? Your body still wants to be fucked, but you can’t handle it.”

He wrapped his arm around Kuai Liang’s waist and anchored the other around his neck, up into his hair. He groaned into Kuai Liang’s ear as he rocked them, sliding his cock down the crease, his breath hitching every time it passed the hole.

Kuai Liang couldn’t think. He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of this Alpha enjoying him.

He thought back to when he went through his first heat in twenty years. He never told Hanzo but the worst pain of that night was his craving for Hanzo. Wanting him so badly that, as terrified as he was, he would have done anything, absolutely anything, for just a taste of him.

Fighting the most disgusting part of himself was a constant burden that lowered his worth. He had fallen for Hanzo the moment he smelled him, but even before Hanzo, his infatuations destroyed the few relationships he had.

He couldn’t resist any Alpha who approached him. Not because he was a whore. Or maybe because he was.

“Stay with me, Kuai,” Johnny ordered, kissing his neck.

“Yes, Alpha.”

Johnny groaned and pushed him back on his stomach. The weighted blanket was replaced by Johnny’s body.

Kuai Liang closed his eyes as Johnny entered him. He never compared Alphas. He usually only remembered snatches of his encounters. But Hanzo, he remembered lovingly. Even Smoke, he could remember feeling his cock against his own—

“Ohhh fuck me. How do you feel so good?” Johnny pressed his forehead against Kuai Liang’s bare back, avoiding the trails of blood. “You’re perfect, babe.”

Johnny was filling him, and it felt… safe. Good. He pushed back against Johnny’s pelvis, causing the actor to groan.

He pressed in slowly, then withdrew, dragging the head of his dick through Kuai Liang, who gripped the sheets.

“I don’t even have to tell you how to do this,” Johnny muttered. “It’s like you were trained.”

Kuai Liang clenched his teeth but remained quiet. These weren’t the shallow thoughts of the Johnny Cage he thought he knew. The actor was trying to figure him out, piecing together the information he was receiving. He didn’t know anything about Kuai Liang before Mortal Kombat, the cryomancer realized.

Kuai Liang pushed back against him. Hanzo loved that, but it was nothing compared to Johnny’s reaction. He shuddered and withdrew, turning Kuai Liang over and kissing him. His tongue parted their lips and claimed Kuai Liang’s mouth as his hands claimed his body. Johnny roamed all over, holding his Omega’s face, caressing his neck, sliding down, and squeezing one of his incredible tits, Jesus.

Johnny could already feel the pressure building in his dick. A friend in need, a submissive companion omega, his first omega in God knows how long. He needed to knot him. Finish claiming him. Fuck him all night. Fuck anything Johnny had planned for tomorrow; he was going to spend all day worshipping this Omega and feeding and fucking him.

Kuai Liang was making sounds, and Johnny wanted to hear them. He didn’t want to miss any of them. But he didn’t want them in the air. He didn’t even want a fly to have the privilege of hearing his Omega’s most intimate sounds. So he tilted his head to better seal their mouths. Johnny sank his lower body between Kuai Liang’s legs and finally came up for air.

Gold eyes were staring up at him, waiting. He wasn’t the begging type. A rash was forming on his chest, where Johnny’s hands had been - and still were - groping. It was still so surreal.

Johnny had never really seen Sub-Zero as anything more than yet another serious dude. Scary strong, serious dude. Convincing the Special Forces that the Lin Kuei was an ally worth pursuing was a hard sell. Thank the gods that a lieutenant was carrying his child at the time.

Johnny Cage always prided himself in his ability to charm anyone, and winning Sub-Zero’s friendship left no doubt about his abilities. He just didn’t realize how deep their friendship was going to get.

He was so fucking gorgeous. He was always, objectively speaking, attractive, but seeing the fine details of his face like this allowed Johnny a moment to appreciate.

His face was soft. Johnny wasn’t expecting that. Kuai Liang’s nose wrinkled as Johnny’s finger traced the scar across his nose, but before he could object, Johnny met his lips again in an apologetic kiss.

“I want to watch you,” he admitted, pulling away. “I want to watch you moan on my dick, and I want to see your O face.”

Kuai Liang looked up at him with half-lidded eyes. He was panting now, and his entire body was turning red. He was overheating. He was somehow still lucid, but it wouldn’t be long until he became dangerously feverish or turned feral.

“Alpha… please…” His dick was like a steel rod, dribbling precum on his belly. Johnny wondered how much he could cum.

“You want me to fuck you?” He asked, grabbing his own cock and teasing the head against the wonderfully warm, inviting entrance before him.

“Ah… I…”

“Can you handle my cock inside you? I don’t think you can.”

Kuai Liang groaned and tried to slide down, but Johnny wasn’t having it. He leaned into the cryomancer’s neck and sucked hard enough to leave a mark. “Know what else I think? I think you want me to keep you in this room and fuck you until you can’t walk. You’re not gonna say it, but I know you want me to rip off your clothes and send you out covered in my teeth marks. And you know what else?”

He licked Kuai Liang’s earlobe and whispered, “I want everybody to know that this Omega belongs to Johnny Cage now. You gotta bite me back, Ice Man.”

The words just flowed out of him because his mind was going too fast to stop himself. Taking another Alpha’s Omega, what was he, a teenager again? Taking the troubled Omega of quite possibly the angriest and most vengeful Alpha he knew was chaotically stupid, even for him. But goddammit, what was his Alpha doing to leave him without stabilizing his heat cycle first and asking another Alpha to care for a companion Omega?

This could ruin his friendship with both of them. This could wreck their relationship, and then Kuai Liang would be in an even worse place than before.

The deep purr that filled the air broke him out of those thoughts and forced him to lift his head.

God, when did he get so fucking gorgeous? His smile. He had a small smile that didn’t quite match the lust in his eyes. Lust and something else.

“Yes, Alpha.” He was purring so loud that Johnny almost missed it.

“Say it again.”

“Yes, Alpha.”

“One more time.” His lips were right over Kuai Liang’s now, and they were eye to eye.

“Yes, Alph—”

Another heavy kiss cut him off as Johnny used his pelvis to hike up Kuai Liang’s ass against him. So close. They were so close. The cryomancer’s hard-on was rubbed between them, precum lubricating their stomachs and sending a rolling wave of pleasure through Johnny with every stroke.

Kuai Liang’s fingers reached up and touched Johnny’s neck. The actor grabbed his wrist and shoved it against the headboard. No. Not there. That gland was still basically a scab. He wanted to feel this. If Johnny was leading them to the danger zone, he at least wanted to enjoy the journey.

“Bite my chest.”

“Chest,” was the uncertain reply.

Jesus Christ, Johnny could forgive this ignorance if it was just the Lin Kuei’s fault, but why the fuck didn’t Hanzo tell him about his other scent glands?

The muscles in Kuai Liang’s captured arm tensed as his eyes, now changing from bright gold to dark green, looked away. The rich scent of his pheromones was tainted by shame, but he didn’t say anything.

Why is he ashamed? Johnny kissed him, but he remained in place, his heart beating so rapidly against Johnny’s chest that the Alpha was afraid he was about to have a heart attack. He could feel Kuai Liang’s chest seize and remain still.

“Babe, what’s going on?” Johnny asked, alarm forcing him to part.

Kuai Liang shut his eyes, and his purr became rougher. “St-stupid.”

Oh no. Not a stutter. Johnny ran his hands through Kuai Liang’s hair, smoothing it down. It was only when he tried to actively shift his pheromones to soothe that he realized the dark, angry remnants of his own scent. No wonder he freaked out.

“Ninja,” Johnny whispered as he continued to smooth Kuai Liang’s hair back. His cowlick was stubborn as hell.

The safe word worked as intended. Kuai Liang gasped as his body eased from the self-imposed rigidity. His eyes settled back into a dark brown as they looked around the room. When they settled on Johnny, he finally relaxed.

“I am not a ninja,” he murmured. He felt so tired all of a sudden.

“Yeah, I know,” Johnny said with a laugh. Then he got serious. “Hey, quick anatomy lesson, okay?”

He pulled Kuai Liang’s inner wrist to his lips and kissed it. “You have more than one scent gland, Big Blue. Like here.” He kissed the other wrist. “And here.” He lowered his face and kissed Kuai Liang’s chest, nibbling at the sensitive skin of his lower pecs. “And here.” He dove down and kissed the inside of the Omega’s thigh, making him warm up and grab the sheets.

Johnny resisted the urge to resume the earlier blowjob and returned to his face. “They’re basically invisible, but the only ones we don’t use to bond are the ones on your wrists. Those are for…” he paused, then smiled. “…kids. Family. You give ‘em a little bite and make a scent for your pack, so they know where home is. See look—” He raised Kuai Liang’s arm and showed him two small scars that, now that he was looking more closely, were unmistakably dry marks. “So this one, probably an Omega. Your mom? It’s small, but it’s there, and it’s healed nice. This one, it’s a little deeper and looks more like an Alpha. You must have been a small kid; I’ve never seen an Alpha bite so gently. Your dad? Wait, no, it was just you and… oh. Oh shit.”

Johnny had been lost in his deductions. He hadn’t even noticed that Kuai Liang was completely silent, once again rigid. His eyes were fixed on his wrist, searching. He must have gotten bitten young. Johnny’s mother was a Beta, and his asshole father was an asshole Alpha that didn’t think of him as anything more than a puppet through which he could vicariously live out his own failed dreams. There was no pack. He didn’t belong anywhere.

But even before Sonya brought Cassie home from the hospital, Johnny insisted they mark her. Alpha, Beta, or Omega, Cassie, and Sonya were his entire world, and he needed everyone to know it. He needed his girls to feel safe.

“Hey, hey, hey, look at me. Look at me,” Johnny said softly. When his hands settled on Kuai Liang’s face, he snapped his attention to Johnny. “Look, no matter what, you were loved. If your mom went through the trouble of marking you before you presented, she loved you with a passion, man. She would have told you all of this.”

Kuai Liang closed his eyes and grimaced. It was even more heartbreaking than if he had cried.

He swallowed hard, then kissed Johnny, pulling him as close as possible and roughly jamming his fingers through his hair.

Johnny took control and grabbed his neck. He stroked the prominent Adam’s apple, and when Kuai Liang jerked away in surprise, he whispered, “You’re okay. You know what to do. You know where to go.”

He rolled over on his back, and immediately, Kuai Liang took his place on top of him, sniffing around his chest for the exact spot. He didn’t even notice Johnny’s hand back on his neck, guiding him down.

“That’s it. You’re such a good Omega.”

Kuai Liang ran his tongue under Johnny’s left pec and felt it. The smallest shift, a shift he couldn’t describe but one that felt exactly right, exactly perfect. An overwhelming desire to smell, taste, and be engulfed. Johnny. Johnny Cage. He was going to consume him.

And that was just fine.

As soon as Kuai Liang bit Johnny’s chest, he heard Johnny moan and felt pressure on his neck. The feeling quickly dulled as he was baptized by Johnny’s scent, straight from the source. He sighed and inhaled deeply.

Now his scent, still strong, still rich, so delicious, was being combined with a new smell. His. The greatest treat he’d ever smelled.

Kuai Liang closed his eyes and laid his head on Johnny’s chest. His mind was drifting a million miles away. He just wanted to sleep.

Stay with me.

Johnny’s voice, not out loud but in Kuai Liang’s head.

I promise that it’s so much better when you’re awake.

With Hanzo, it always felt so good when Kuai Liang could just release control and go feral. Johnny’s proposition intrigued him.

If you can’t, that’s okay too. You’re safe. You’re good. I’m not going anywhere. We’re not doing anything until you can enjoy it too.

Hands were in his hair, and his body was on autopilot. It was too much. The pleasure convulsed throughout his body, causing random muscles to twitch and slick to leak out of him. A bitch in heat. That’s all he was. Hanzo knew it. Johnny must have known it from the day they met. Hanzo and Johnny planned this. They must have. Hanzo must have deceived him - the suppressants he was on were only supposed to regulate him, but they made him sensitive all over.

He tried to focus on the colliding trains of thought, but his groin ached, and the coil in his stomach was wound so tight that he felt his foot in the door of the next life. His racing heart would explode if he didn’t satisfy this Alpha.

That was it; that was all he needed to do. He always fought being an Omega when life could have been so much easier if he had just pleased Alphas like he was supposed to. He should have been flattered by their interest. His body reacted whenever he was near one, even his own brother, if his scent was muddled enough by other Alphas. But he stayed to himself, he fought back every time someone got too close, and for what?

A broken, scarred soul in a broken, scarred body. Quan Chi had given him a body. Taken away all of his earthly needs and gave him strength. He was the only Alpha who gave without demanding Kuai Liang’s body in return. No one else.

He gave that up. Now he was serving two Alphas, and one didn’t even know it. He had put Johnny’s life in danger. So he couldn’t cheat this amazing Alpha out of what was now his.

Kuai Liang pressed closer to Johnny, grinding against him. A certain satisfaction took hold when he faintly heard Johnny groan.

After everything Kuai Liang had accomplished, the odds he had overcome, he still felt an immense amount of pleasure, far greater than his greatest orgasms, when he pleased an Alpha. Any Alpha.

Still so pathetic.

“You have me,” he muttered.

Johnny’s hand slid up his back, then cupped his head as he gently pulled him forward for another kiss. God, these kisses were going to be the death of him.

“Gotta be honest with you, K-man.” He was pushed on his back again. “I’m gonna go into a fucking rut if I can’t have you right fucking now.”

Johnny’s voice was husky and low, with a look that reminded Kuai Liang that he was prey.

Was this a threat? A warning?

Johnny leaned down and smirked. “Remember, lover. You don’t get to cum until I do.”

He rubbed his face between his pecs while grasping Kuai Liang’s hip and spanking the waiting entrance. God. They hadn’t even done anything yet, but the air smelled like sex and them, and it was just them in the world and sweet thunder god in Olympus, he had an Omega, and he was about to fuck him.

He caressed Kuai Liang’s face, then slid his thumb into his mouth. He had a whole speech prepared about the necessity of this, but Kuai Liang accepted it, wrapping his tongue around it and sucking gently.

Johnny shivered, but he looked deep into those bright gold eyes as he guided himself inside to the warm waiting place his dick now knew as home.

He wasn’t sure what he was expecting, if Kuai Liang would just take it without flinching or if his heat would turn him into a typical blushy-blushy Omega.

When Johnny bottomed out, Kuai Liang’s eyelids sagged, and his chest rose as he sighed. “Ahhh…”

God, this man was beautiful. Did he ever make these sounds for that giant firefly? His Alpha… rage rose in Johnny’s throat like bile, pushing his thumb deeper.

He regretted it immediately, but when he tried to pull his finger out, Kuai Liang closed his eyes and kept sucking on his thumb.

The regret swelled into sorrow. It was a stupid thing Alphas did - used to do - to establish dominance. That would choke their partners and get them in line. A quick, cruel way to train them, like dogs. But Kuai Liang didn’t even wince. How many Alphas have choked this man?

Johnny growled, forcing Kuai Liang’s eyes back on him. He purred, soft and melodic.

Johnny cooled immediately. Immediately. And so smoothly that he could barely remember what he had been so angry about.

Yeah, this ice man was going to lead him straight into hell… the Netherrealm… to his death. The man who was literally death walking.

Ah well. It was a good life.

Johnny started moving, undulating his body and groaning. They hadn’t even started, but it was way too much. He didn’t even really care about the sex anymore. He just wanted to keep his Omega happy.

He had tried to keep Sonya happy. Safe. Shielded from the bad things that had forced her to be so cold. But she was an Alpha. It was never going to happen. He knew better than to try to force it. But… still, he tried.

Kuai Liang suddenly released Johnny’s thumb and yanked him down. When the actor’s face collided with his, he wrapped his arms around him and kissed him hard. Johnny had no issue letting him lead on this. He loved when Omegas took over.

As soon as Johnny’s tongue was back in Kuai Liang’s mouth, he exhaled a gasping breath, and Johnny felt his abs being flooded.

It wasn’t until he felt Kuai Liang’s body squeezing around him that Johnny realized that he was cumming.

He couldn’t help but feel pride. How many people in this realm could say that they made a male Omega cum, solely on the strength of their dick game?

Johnny looked down and watched him, mesmerized by the way his entire body seized with each release.

A strangled whine interrupted his quieting purr. Johnny propped himself up and stroked his throat again. “Hey, you’re alright. Stop fighting it. Let yourself feel good.”

He was finished, but his body remained rigid, clenching the sheets.

“I don’t know why you’re punishing yourself, babe,” Johnny sighed. He leaned down and kissed him. His hand was back on Kuai Liang’s chest, waiting for him to start breathing normally, but also to shamelessly grope him again.

Kuai Liang’s face was still red and pinched as he pushed out another short breath. Jeez, if this is how his orgasms were, Johnny understood why he didn’t want it.

He scratched behind the cryomancer’s ear and was treated to such a deep moan that he almost stopped. Kuai Liang still wouldn’t open his eyes, but his body was practically melting between Johnny and the bed.

He was still too hot, but his body looked… man, it looked…

Johnny was at a loss until Kuai Liang laughed.

It was a breezy, hoarse laugh as he settled limply where he was and ran a hand through his hair. When he finally opened his eyes, Johnny almost threw away the whole night.

Gold. Still so gold but so clear. He might have been in heat, but he was still here.

“You stopped,” he observed.

“Yeah, uh… I…” If Johnny moved, he was going to blow his load without knotting. He was too close to the peak. Needed to pull himself back down. “You laugh after you cum.”

Kuai Liang closed his eyes and rested his head back on the pillow. “Did Hanzo discuss my intimate proclivities with you?”

His voice was resigned but there was an undercurrent of resentment. Johnny struggled to control the heat that spread through his body when his omega said the name of another Alpha.

Shit.

“You just came, beautiful,” Johnny replied, offering a smile. Before me.

Jesus, this omega was making him think dangerous thoughts.

“You use words of flattery so easily,” Kuai Liang murmured.

“It’s not hard when— whoa, baby, what’s wrong? What’s going on?” Johnny moved Kuai Liang’s hands from his tear-stained face. Crying? He just came so hard that Johnny felt like smoking a cigarette; why had his mood dropped so suddenly? Someone really did a number on him to be so… explosive.

It was hard to keep up with easygoing Alpha Johnny when fucking Rabid Wolverine Alpha Johnny was awakening.

“How many years have we been friends?” Johnny asked as he rolled off of Kuai Liang. He lifted his head, and oh shit, blood. A lot of it. Coming from his mating gland. Why didn’t he say anything?

And Jesus, what kind of pain was this to make fucking Sub-Zero cry?

“I cannot… I don’t know why this happens,” he choked out between gasping breaths.

His body was rigid again, heating back up. Hasashi wasn’t kidding when he said Kuai Liang’s heat cycle was a mess. Sure, having sex was the only way to soothe an Omega in heat, but how was Johnny even supposed to stay hard when his baby was crying, and his mating gland was ripped up?

And then it hit him like a pile of bricks. “Oh shit, you need a nest.”

Fuck fuck fuck. He should have pushed him to nest as soon as he arrived.

“N-no, no, I have-” He cut himself short with a sudden sob, and it made Johnny feel like he was choking. He could feel a sting in his chest rippling into burns as his Omega cried.

“It’s not you, babe, uh… I’ll order some nesting kits, and we can pick them up first thing tomorrow, but right now—” He was trying to keep his head clear and think before the distress pheromones overwhelmed him. He used to have tons of nesting kits, but they were all feminine, and most likely, Cassie took them all during her monthly raids.

He knew that Omegas didn’t need kits and that this bed would probably be fine, but for his Omega, he needed something special.

Oh, duh! Johnny jumped up, and God, was that a mistake. The abandonment increased, and it almost got Johnny back in the bed. Focus. Focus! This was worse than the struggles he went through with Cassie when she presented.

She had presented a little early because of a dysfunctional home life, her pediatrician always reminded him and Sonya. It made her a little more vulnerable and unstable those first few years, but they got her through the meltdowns, the potent pheromone spikes, and the irregular heats. After dealing with that, Johnny was confident he could deal with any Omega.

But when he saw the ice hardening around his Omega’s hands, he knew that he had gambled and lost.

He had to fix this.

He returned to the room he had fixed up for Kuai Liang and spotted it immediately.

He was back in his room - sped up by his green aura moving him forward - and knelt in front of Kuai Liang.

“Babe, look. Look,” he said softly. “Open your eyes for me, Kuai.”

The cryomancer let his hands fall and saw—

“Baobei,” he said softly.

He took the bear, and suddenly, Johnny’s heartbeat wasn’t slamming in his ears. A purr timidly replaced it, and he sighed.

“Bow- bay? That’s like…” Johnny snapped his fingers a couple of times. “Yeah! It means ‘treasure,’ right? Like Hanzo’s always calling you…” He couldn’t stop the snarl that escaped him, but fortunately, Kuai Liang was focused on the bear.

When he finally looked at Johnny, he grabbed his head and pulled him into a kiss. The Alpha felt absolutely delirious. His Omega’s pheromones were so strong but so pure. The happiness he was getting just from making out was intoxicating.

“Mmmm, somebody’s ready to come out and play,” Johnny observed, rubbing his Omega’s growing erection.

Kuai Liang tried to capture his mouth again but quickly gave up in favor of pulling him back down on the bed.

“I’m glad- you’re- okay,” Johnny said between kisses.

“Fuck me, Alpha,” Kuai Liang growled.

“I’ll fuck you so hard that your ice will turn to fog, baby,” Johnny muttered, going down to get one of those glorious tits in his mouth.

It was… strange. If he was with a Beta that suddenly cried during sex, there was no way Johnny would continue. If he had to give an Alpha a teddy bear to calm them down, his dick would resemble a wet noodle for the rest of the night.

But for some reason… this Omega, strongest dude he knew… seeing him cry, and being so emotionally exhausted with him just made Johnny more determined to fuck him.

#mortal kombat #MK omegaverse #subcage #kuai liang #johnny cage #it’s Johnny Cage x Kuai #smut #pwp #loooooooong

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⛓️You’re Eager And Unashamed

Pairing: Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang Length: 3996 Words Rating: Explicit 🔞 Warnings: BDSM/Modern AU, Sex Work, Handcuffs, Light Bondage, Safewords, Legalised Sex Work, Kink Negotiation, Piercings (Nipple & Genital), Butt Plugs, Anal Sex, Riding, Condoms, Praise Kink, Hand Jobs, Mentions of people trying to stop a sex worker from leaving in the past (0 idea how I was supposed to warn for that one TT0TT), Nothing like having an in depth discussion on the nature of sex work while balls deep in a sex worker Kinktober Day 11: BDSM Universe + Sex Work + Handcuffs

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Notes: Day 11, lmao. I’m running out of things to say lol. Most of this is Kuai and Hanzo having a casual chat about sex work while fucking lol. Still kinda reeling from yesterday & on top now not feeling well, so I’m sorry if the editing is a bit weak again. Hopefully I’ll get a good day soon lol. Title is from “5 Dollars” by Christine And The Queens

Kuai made his way down the street, periodically looking down at his phone to make sure he was going in the right direction.

The cilent he was trying to find had seemed extremely nervous on the phone. Kuai had done his best to assure him all his services were confidential. There were certain safety aspects he needed to deal with, sending a quick text to a trusted contact before and after the appointment, a 3 hour window between and should it go above, said contact was to call the police. But other than that, everything would stay between them.

The man hadn’t divulged much about himself, just that his name was Hanzo and he hadn’t slept with anyone in a long time. It wasn’t a new situation to Kuai, in fact he really specialised in using his submissive status to rebuild the confidence of doms who’d been out of the dating game for some time. That was why he’d been recommended to Hanzo, after all, but even so the poor guy seemed incredibly stressed about the situation. Over the phone, he hadn’t really wanted to discuss the session, so Kuai had agreed they could do it in person before they got down to business.

He finally found the house in question. It was nice, small with a well looked after lawn and flowerbed. It was hard to judge people based on their houses, some of the prettiest houses belonged to the shittiest people. He hoped this wouldn’t be a similar situation.

Kuai approached the door, and knocked a few times, looking over his shoulder to keep an eye out for nosey neighbours. Not that they’d find much. He was wearing a very plain hoodie that was large enough to hide the blue collar he was wearing. Although they would only know he was a sex worker if they saw the tag on it, something most people didn’t see.

The door opened, revealing a tall Japanese man on the other side. He was dressed up nicely, a button up shirt, trim beard and his long hair brushed back and tied in a tight bun. He was fucking stunning, if Kuai was being honest.

“Hanzo?” Kuai asked, hoping to god this was the man he was meeting, even if internally he berating himself for being so shallow. The man hummed in confirmation. “I’m Tundra, we talked on the phone.”

“Oh. Yes. Of course,” Hanzo numbly said. It wasn’t in a disappointed tone, just one that indicated he was still very unsure about what he was about to do. Kuai could work with that. “Please, come in.”

Hanzo moved aside and Kuai bowed his head in thanks before letting himself inside. The door shut behind him, Hanzo locking it too. Kuai brought out his phone to send his safe text. While Bi-Han and Tomas generally were supportive of his occupation, they also had a horrible habit of breaking the confidentiality aspect, wanting to know details about his exploits. He knew it was out of a place of concern, but it was frustrating to have to keep repeating “I can’t talk about it” over and over.

It was rather ironic that the one person he found who took keeping his mouth shut seriously was a massive gossip about almost everything else.

[Kuai Liang said: Hey Johnny! Y’know the drill! I just arrived, I’ll send you another text once I’m done! If I don’t message back in three hours, contact authorities!] [Johnny said: I gotchu man! Have fun with your dick appointment! 🍆] [Kuai Liang said: 😘]

“Just so you know I’ve sent my safety text,” Kuai announced as he followed Hanzo into a rather cozy living room. “I have to send another before three hours are done.”

“I understand,” Hanzo muttered, gesturing for Kuai to sit down on one of the sofas. “Although, may I ask what the purpose of the text actually is?”

“It’s just a precaution. While the majority of clients are perfectly respectful, there are occasions where they are, ah, less so.” Kuai sat down on the sofa, watching as Hanzo followed suit opposite him. “Unfortunately, I’ve been in situations where clients try to block me from leaving. If that happens I have someone on the outside to raise the alarm.”

“Oh, I never thought of it like that,” Hanzo replied, rubbing the back of his neck. “I assumed since y’know, theres laws that protect you guys, that would be enough.”

“Well, I mean, the law also says that murder is illegal and people still do it,” Kuai countered, and he could see from the way Hanzo’s lips pursed that the point had gotten across. “Anyway, I know you seemed nervous on the phone, but I will assure you, no details of what we do today will leave this room. All my contact knows is my location, and as soon as we are done, he will delete that from his phone.”

“Right,” Hanzo breathed out, “I apologise, this all just feels very embarrassing for a man of my age.”

“There’s nothing to be embarrassed about,” Kuai softly told him. In reality he’d had clients much older than Hanzo was. “Is there anything I can do to make you more comfortable?”

“I don’t know.”

“Okay, then how about this, what do you want to get out of our session?” Kuai asked, usually it was a good question to gage where the client was and what might be the best solution.

“I want to regain my confidence in dating,” Hanzo answered, voice steady and sure, it was the first thing he’d said that wasn’t laced with nervous energy. “My wife died 5 years ago, and I’m finally at a place where I feel ready to begin dating again. Yet I’ve found that I am struggling to find my feet.”

“Firstly, I would like to give my condolences on your loss.” It was hard sometimes. Client’s often let their walls down around him, and he had to act almost like a therapist on top of his primary job. Hanzo was not the first widower he’d been hired by. It was common for people in this position to hire a sex worker before going back into the dating scene. “But I have a lot of experience in this.”

“I was recommended you for that reason,” Hanzo admitted, “I uh, a friend of mine lost his wife and you helped him.” Word of mouth was a wonderful thing. “So, um, I’m not really sure where to begin, so…”

“Well, in my experiences, I have found it helps to start slow,” Kuai recalled, putting aside any curiosity of the previous client. “I know our society expects sub and dom to be the norm, but it is often better to build up with light activity before trying more ambitious acts.”

“That makes sense.” Hanzo almost seemed to let out a big breath, and it was amazing how with that one thing he seemed to relax considerable. “So, light activity? Like, light bondage? A pair of handcuffs?”

“Yes,” Kuai confirmed. It was a good sign Hanzo had already begun to suggest things. “Um, I unfortunately do not bring my own equipment-“

“I have handcuffs,” Hanzo interrupted, before realising what he’d just said and putting his hand over his mouth. “S-Sorry. I brought new stuff when I decided to start dating, but I don’t exactly feel comfortable using it all yet.”

“That’s okay, today we can just try the handcuffs, see how we go,” Kuai assured. It was kind of endearing though, how Hanzo seemed so dominant yet so unsure of himself.

“Right,” Hanzo agreed nodding absentmindedly. “I- Uh- I guess this is about the point we should start, right?”

“Unless there is anything else you would like to address before hand?” Kuai prompted. “Granted even if something comes to you while we’re at it, you are more than welcome to voice it.”

“Uh, there is one thing,” Hanzo said as he pushed himself to stand. He gestured for Kuai to follow him, and so Kuai did, getting off the sofa and following Hanzo towards the stairs. “I know we are not doing anything particularly heavy, but, in regards to safewords?”

“If having one will make you feel more comfortable, then we can have one.” They were at the top of the stairs now, Hanzo leading Kuai into a rather nicely decorated bedroom. “How does red sound?”

“That works.” Hanzo walked over towards his closet, opening it to reveal the man instruments he had been buying.

Kuai tried not to laugh at how overboard and overambitious he’d been. No wonder the man was lost when he’d brought sex toys even Kuai had never seen before. He would have to do some research after this session to figure out what the fuck some of them where meant to do. All Hanzo reached for was several different pairs of handcuffs, one solid metal, one fluffy and one with leather cuffs attached by a chain.

“Do you have a preference?” Hanzo questioned holding the three out.

“I do find the leather ones more comfortable,” Kuai stated. He’d tried all three, and others, and there was just something nice about leather. It always tended to feel more sturdy than the metal ones.

“Yeah, the leather ones are the hottest option,” Hanzo agreed, before realising what he’d said and looking embarrassed. He seemed to relax again when Kuai laughed.

“I mean, that too~” Kuai purred, “I have been told I do look my best strapped down with leather.”

Hanzo cleared his throat, making a high pitched whine as he did. He looked away quickly and put the two rejected pairs back. When he turned back, he was looking a lot more composed.

“So, uh, do we undress ourselves or…?” Hanzo partially asked, dragging out the last r to a ridiculous degree.

“Do you want to undress me?” Kuai asked, and Hanzo gave a non-comital shrug. “Or would it make you more comfortable if I got undressed first?”

Hanzo’s lips pursed as he thought about that question, before answering with “You first.”

Alright, I can work with that. Kuai reached for the bottom of his hoodie, pulling it up to remove it. He looked for somewhere to put it, rather than dumping it on the floor, and Hanzo gestured towards a desk. After Kuai placed it down, he turned around so Hanzo could watch him undress properly. As he yanked his top up and over his head, he enjoyed the way Hanzo’s eyes were solidly on him. Well, they were on his chest, seemingly distracted and entranced by the nipple piercing’s he had.

Well, if it was piercing’s he liked, Kuai couldn’t wait for Hanzo to see his dick.

He reached for his belt, unbuckling it and slipping it out of it’s hoops. He liked to be a bit of a tease, so he removed only his trousers and socks first, leaving him standing in nothing but his boxers. When his hands finally hooked into the hem of his underwear, and Hanzo sharply inhaled in anticipation. Ah, Kuai was being mean now, wasn’t he? He finally pulled his pants down, letting his already half hard cock spring free. Hanzo’s eyes widened as he spotted the small metal balls down the shaft.

“Is there something wrong?” Kuai innocently asked, putting the pants down with the rest of his clothes, and approaching the stunned man.

“Wow, Kenshi did not tell me about those.” Hanzo gasped, and oh, the previous client Hanzo mentioned was Kenshi. Kuai remembered him, they’d had a few sessions together. He was fun, and very kind as well. Kuai missed him actually, he always seemed to go home with homemade food of some kind. “Did- Did they hurt?”

“Not as much as you’d think.” Then again, being a bit of a masochist Kuai had fairly high pain tolerance so his opinion might have been skewed. “Although for a while after certain bodily functions were not fun to go through.”

“I can imagine,” Hanzo replied with a wince. “I like them though, your dick is very pretty.”

Kuai snorted, “well I’m flattered you like my pretty dick so much.” He raised an eyebrow, and tilted his head. “So can I see yours?”

“I suppose that would be fair,” Hanzo laughed with a sheepish grin.

He passed the cuffs over to Kuai, before taking a few steps back. His hands reached for his shirt, undoing the buttons slowly. He pulled the fabric off of him, revealing his torso to Kuai. He was fit, obviously looked after himself and worked out. Kuai didn’t judge people on their appearance, but it was undeniable that Hanzo was hot. Hanzo moved to his belt, undoing the buckle and sliding it out. He wasn’t as much as a tease as Kuai Liang however, as once it was gone he hooked his hands into his trousers and underwear and pulled them down and off.

When Kuai saw his cock, all the could do was say “wow!”

Kuai had seen a lot of semi erect cock’s over the years, but this was probably the biggest.

“Well, that probably the biggest one word compliment I’ve ever received.” Hanzo was positively beaming, it was amazing how much just one word seemed to boost his confidence. “I mean, you must have seen bigger right.”

“I really have not,” Kuai whispered, trying to not just stand and staring at Hanzo’s cock but finding it extremely hard. Pun not intended. “Congrats on that.”

“You flatter me,” Hanzo snorted, reaching for the cuffs again. He levelled Kuai with a stare, smirking the entire time. All the nervous energy seemed to be gone, replaced with a certain cockiness that somehow made him even more handsome. “Hand’s out.”

“Assertive, I like it,” Kuai commented, holding out his hands. Hanzo began to wrap the leather around his wrists. “Love a dom who knows what he wants and is bossy about it.”

“Oh really?” Hanzo questioned, buckling up the first cuff. “I don’t know, I was getting brat vibes off you.”

“I can like a man ordering me around while being super bratty about it. I like making men work for my obedience.” The second cuff was on his wrist, and Kuai bit his lip. “Maybe you’ll get to see that side of me at some point~”

Hanzo made a low groan from the back of his throat, “I’d like that. Slowly though?”

“As long as you need,” Kuai claimed, pulling on the cuffs to make sure they stuck. “How do you want me?”

“Would it be too much to have you ride me?” Hanzo requested, gently taking hold of Kuai’s hands and guiding him towards the bed.

“One of my favourite positions, so we can absolutely do that.” He wasn’t lying. He really enjoyed riding a dick, it was so intimate yet commanding to be made to do the majority of the work himself.

Hanzo sat down, pulling Kuai over to him. They didn’t have to worry about preparation too much, Kuai often did it before hand to keep things moving. He had a plug in his ass right now, keeping him stretched and the thick lube inside. Even so Hanzo pulled out a condom and bottle of extra lube that he left on the side presumably just in case. Meanwhile Kuai attempted to reach behind to remove the plug. Easier said than done with the cuffs on. As soon as Hanzo was done rolling, he reached around to pull the plug from Kuai’s ass.

“I did wonder about if we would need preparation,” Hanzo admitted, placing the plug down on the bedside cabinate. He positioned himself, laying back on the bed as Kuai crawled over to straddle his hips.

“It’s easier this way. Thanks for using the condom, by the way.” Kuai sat down and ground down onto Hanzo’s cock.

“I mean it was one of the first things you mentioned.” Hanzo reached for Kuai’s hips, and pushed down making Kuai rut against him. “Also seems like common sense in general.”

“You would not believe how many people try to get out of it,” Kuai flatly replied, before groaning at the feeling of Hanzo hardening underneath him.

“It seems this profession has a lot of cons,” Hanzo stated with a frown. “Why do you keep doing it? If that isn’t rude to ask?”

“Not rude, and for me personally?” Kuai bit his lip, resting his hands on Hanzo’s chest and gently scratching down his torso. “Despite the few bad apples I encounter, I do enjoy what I do.” He rolled his hips, gaining a pleasure filled moan from Hanzo. This was why he liked it. Getting a good client and absolutely rocking their world while helping them find their feet again. “Every job has it’s pitfalls, but at least with this one I set my own hours, and get to have a lot of fun working it.”

“True.” Hanzo reached down for his cock, angling it to try and find Kuai’s hole. Kuai positioned his hips above, trying to help guide him to the right place. “Does it ever effect relationships though? I’ve met a lot of doms who are super possessive of their subs, and would never allow them to do it.”

Kuai didn’t get to reply straight away, as he felt Hanzo’s cock poking at his entrance. He slowly lowered himself, feeling the head of Hanzo’s cock pop inside him as he slid down the rest of the length.

“It is hard to find men who aren’t like that, to be honest.” This was the first time he’d ever had an in depth discussion about his work with a cock in his ass. Definitely not the strangest conversation however, that was reserved for the guy who enjoyed pondering “trial by trolly” style conundrums while fucking. “But if a guy can’t accept that I’m happy and can’t get over their own jealousy I don’t think I’d be happy with them anyway.”

“I’ve never really thought about it,” Hanzo admitted, his hands taking hold of Kuai’s hips. “I think I’d be a little jealous, at least at first.”

“I think that’s natural.” Kuai used his knees to lift himself up slightly, before allowing himself to drop down again. Hanzo moaned and bucked up into him. “I wouldn’t mind if someone was jealous but agreed to work through it. I mean, at the end of the day, my clients are just clients, they aren’t my dom.” Kuai rolled his hips, whining as the cock inside him brushed against his prostate. “Client’s come and go, but a dom is a constant.”

“That’s-“ Hanzo cut himself off with a groan as Kuai lifted himself up and down again. “That’s actually a poetic way of phrasing it.” He bared his teeth as he began to thrust upwards in a steady rhythm, Kuai lifting himself so that they met halfway. “When you put it like that, I think I could be in a relationship like that. At the end of the day, as long as a sub returned home to me, I would support anything they wanted to do.”

“You’re one of the good ones,” Kuai commented, throwing his head back and closing his eyes, focusing on making Hanzo’s pleasure as high as possible. The grunts and groans were telling. Hanzo’s technique was good too, and from feeling how many times he tried to aim for Kuai’s sweet spot, he was clearly not being selfish when it came to pleasure.

“Gods, you’re the good one,” Hanzo groaned, his grip on Kuai’s hips tightening as he began to pick up his pace. “Fuck, you’re so good for me.”

Kuai squeaked slightly. His praise kink was a little known secret he tried not to advertise lest people take advantage of it. When Kuai looked down to see if Hanzo noticed, his eyes were wide, although as shocked as he was, his hips continued to thrust and Kuai bounced on his cock.

“Do you like that? Being told how good you are?” Hanzo questioned, Kuai did not reply, just gave a needy whine. “Sh, you might be doing me a service, but your enjoyment is important too. You are being such a good boy.”

“Oh fuck,” Kuai groaned, letting his hips drop particularly hard and practically seeing stars as Hanzo’s cock slammed into him. “My one weakness,” Kuai giggled between his bounds. “Please don’t tell anyone.”

“Your secret’s safe with me,” Hanzo assured, although his eyebrows furrowed soon after. “I ah- Forgive me, it has been a while and I don’t think I will last much longer.”

“That’s fine,” Kuai replied, doubling his efforts to help Hanzo out. “I take it as a compliment.”

Hanzo laughed at that, his own hips bucking upwards with so much energy Kuai was almost left breathless. It wasn’t long of this when Kuai felt Hanzo force him down, and he let out a very loud groan. Even though with the condom on Kuai couldn’t feel it, it was very clear Hanzo had finished. When Hanzo’s grip on him loosened, Kuai gave one last roll, before finally slipping off and flipping himself to lie beside Hanzo.

He gave a surprised squark when Hanzo’s hand reached down for his cock.

“I- Sorry, I should have asked.” Hanzo let go again. “I would like to finish you off though, if that’s okay.”

Kuai blinked a few times. It wasn’t all that common for people to care that much about him orgasming. Usually if he didn’t cum along with them, they didn’t bother. Only person who made a regular habit of making sure he was done was Kenshi. He supposed birds of a feather flocked together, even if it was under a very strange circumstance.

“Sorry, it’s absolutely okay, I just wasn’t expecting it.”

Now with consent, Hanzo reached down for Kuai’s cock again, gently wrapping his hand around it. Kuai gasped as Hanzo gently began to pump his fist, taking care not to pull on the piercings. When he got to the tip, Hanzo rolled his thumb around the head and Kuai gave a loud groan. It was really amazing, how even just how good Hanzo’s hand felt to him.

It didn’t take long for Kuai to cum as well, spurting out of him and landing on his stomach. Hanzo pumped a few more times, practically milking his cum out of him.

Kuai lay still panting for breath, as Hanzo began to remove the cuffs. Kuai couldn’t help but grin.

“So, how was it?” Kuai asked, curious about Hanzo’s review.

“Amazing,” Hanzo stated with a smile. “I know we’ve only had one session, but I’m already feeling bolder.” Good. It was amazing, how sometimes a good fuck was what someone needed. “So bold, I was wondering… Uh. Well.” Hanzo cleared his throat. “For our next session, I was wondering if I could… take you to dinner?” Hanzo’s eyes widened as his said that and he shook his head. “A-As practise of course, just to get used to the dating aspect of things again too.”

Kuai Liang could tell it was more than just practise.

He generally made a rule not to date his clients. But maybe, just maybe, he could make an exception just this once.

“Practise, hm?” Kuai replied, in a tone that indicated he knew what was really being asked. Hanzo’s cheeks went slightly red at the gentle call out.

“Well- I- Ah- I suppose you have rules against dating clients.”

“Hm, yes, but I think I can make an exception for practise.” Kuai gave a toothy grin, and Hanzo looked at him with relief and anticipation. “And well, depending on how things go, I don’t have any rules about not dating ex-clients.”

The excitement on Hanzo’s face was worth it. And as Hanzo began to look to find a perfect time and date, Kuai actually felt excitement too.

And well, if Kuai happened to forget to ask for payment the next time they met, it would just him being forgetful, wouldn’t it?

#mortal kombat #subscorp #kuai liang #sub zero #hanzo hasashi #scorpion #⛓️kinktober 2022

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