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Jealous Hanzo Hasashi

He can be extremely dangerous, it’s like fire in his veins. When he is jealous of something, he can not rest until he gets rid of it, or until he destroys it. H would tear down everything. You don’t want to see him when it comes to jealousy.

He usually keeps his rage to a minimum, however, with jealousy it’s different. He wouldn’t care about the people around him, he wouldn’t care if he’d hurt whoever, he would only focus on whatever he was jealous of.

He will have no mercy, he will not be merciful when it comes to satisfying his jealousy. There is no doubt, no hesitation, that he will rip his rival apart piece by piece until he gets what he wants.

Once he gives in to his jealousy, he can’t stop. His mind becomes singular. He won’t be reasonable, he won’t listen, he can’t listen because the anger and jealousy have control of him, nothing else matters. Jealousy is perhaps the only emotion he has that he struggles to control.

He'll fight without honor, he uses any dirty, underhanded trick he can think of, and every rule he has goes out the window. If someone gets in his way, they get destroyed. He becomes a completely different person when he is consumed by jealousy.

If his darling attempted to make him jealous on purpose, he would punish you. His darling must learn that he does not tolerate such manipulation, that kind of teasing has the potential to unleash his wrath. He would take it as a direct challenge; a blatant lack of respect. He would make sure his darling understood that you had crossed a line and would not dare to cross it again.

He would demand respect and loyalty, and you would learn that his patience has a limit, and this would be the last time you would attempt to make him jealous, intentionally or not. You would be put in your place and reminded of your role in the relationship.

Someone hitting on you is something that he absolutely does not tolerate. His darling is his and his alone, and if someone attempts to flirt or hit on you, it is an act of disrespect not only to him but to his darling. He would make it clear that he is the only one who has the authority to do so, and that no one else has the right to approach his darling in that manner. He will punish anyone who disrespects his relationship and his claim on you.

He would make an example of the person who dared to even attempt to flirt or hit on his darling. He would make sure they and everyone else would know, without a doubt, that such behavior towards his darling is not allowed, and that he will not tolerate such disrespect. He would make it clear that anyone who tries to get between himself and you will suffer the consequences. His darling is his property, and no one else is allowed to make you feel desired in such a way.

He treats his darling with the utmost care and love. He makes sure that you know you are his everything, his world, his reason for being. He will be there for you when you need him, giving you his absolute attention and adoration, he prioritizes your happiness and comfort, making sure you never doubt his love for you. His darling is his light in the darkness, his reason to keep going, and nothing is more important to him than you and your relationship.

He would show his darling the devastating consequences when you or others try to toy with him. You would discover, the price of provoking him, and you would remember it well. He would make sure his message was heard and remembered; You would learn never, ever to try and make him jealous.

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blakeswritingimagines · 8 days

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Like A Gift From The Heavens

Summary: Having a normal day until you come back home to your puppy like soft partner Hanzo.

Word count: 2.5k

Warnings: PWP, No protection, Soft Yandere Hanzo X Fem reader, Begging, Fingering, Kissing, Possessive sex.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Mortal Kombat character/s nor do I claim to own them. I do not own any of the images used nor do I claim to own them.

The room was cold and dark, lit only by a single flickering candle. Hanzo Hasashi sat in the corner, his face hidden in shadow. He was waiting, patiently, for you to return. The door to the room creaked open and you finally stepped through, your eyes widening as you saw Hanzo sitting in the corner. He rose slowly to his feet, his muscles taut and coiled, like a panther ready to pounce. You took a deep breath, your heart pounding against your chest. "I see you've been expecting me," you said, trying to keep your voice steady despite the nervous energy coursing through your veins. You glanced around the dimly lit room, your gaze landing on the flickering candle before returning to Hanzo. Your lips curled into a small smile, but there was an underlying tension in your posture that belied your calm exterior. Hanzo watched you intently, his eyes piercing through the darkness. "Yes, I have been waiting for you," he replied, his voice low and resonant. His hands hung loosely at his sides, but there was an undeniable power emanating from him. He stepped closer, his presence overwhelming yet somehow comforting. "I hope you're prepared for what comes next," he added, his tone hinting at both a warning and a promise.

You swallowed hard, feeling the weight of Hanzo's words settle heavily in your stomach. "As much as anyone can be," you admitted, taking another step toward him. Despite the fear creeping up your spine, you found yourself drawn to Hanzo's strength and the raw, untamed energy he exuded. You stopped just short of touching him, the air between you charged with unspoken desires and the thrill of the unknown. Hanzo's gaze locked onto yours, his eyes burning with an intensity that made your skin prickle. He reached out, his fingers grazing your cheek in a gentle caress that sent shivers down your spine. "Then let us begin," he murmured, his breath hot against your ear. With that, he pulled you close, his body molding against yours as he claimed your lips in a searing kiss that left no doubt about the passion simmering beneath his surface. You melted into the kiss, your own desire flaring to life at the touch of Hanzo's lips. His hand slid down to grip your waist, pulling you even closer until there was no space left between you. The heat radiating off his body was intoxicating, fueling the fire within you. You moaned softly, pressing yourself more firmly against him, eager for the sensations he promised to unleash. Hanzo's other hand tangled in your hair, tilting your head back as he deepened the kiss. His tongue delved into your mouth, claiming every inch of you with a hunger that left you breathless. He walked you backwards until your back hit the wall, pinning you there with his body. His knee pressed between your legs, providing delicious friction that had you arching into him. He broke the kiss, trailing his lips along your jawline and down your neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin. "Tell me what you want," he growled against your throat, his voice rough with need.

Your breath hitched in your throat as Hanzo's teeth grazed over your skin, sending jolts of pleasure straight to your core. You bit your lip, trying to hold back the whimper building in your chest. "I want you," you confessed, your voice barely above a whisper. "I want you inside me." Hearing your admission, Hanzo's hands roamed over your body with renewed vigor. He tore away your clothes with impatient movements, revealing your bare flesh to his hungry gaze. He bent down, his lips finding the hardened peaks of your breasts, lavishing attention on them with his mouth while his hands explored lower. His fingers slipped between your thighs, teasing at your entrance before pushing inside. You gasped, your hips bucking into his touch, desperate for more. "Please," you begged, your voice trembling with need. "Don't tease me. I need you now." You arched into his touch, your body trembling under the onslaught of pleasure. Hanzo's fingers were magic, working wonders on your already throbbing clit. Your nails dug into his shoulders as you tried to ground yourself amidst the storm of ecstasy threatening to consume you. "Please," you begged, your voice strained with need. "I need you now." The sensation of his fingers filling you was overwhelming, sending waves of pleasure crashing through your body. You threaded your fingers through his hair, urging him closer as you rocked against his hand. "More," you pleaded, your voice laced with lust. "Please, I need more."

Hanzo's fingers pumped in and out of you, curling to stroke that sweet spot inside that made your vision blur. He added a third finger, stretching you further as he picked up the pace. Your walls clenched around him, drawing him deeper, and he groaned in approval. "So tight," he rasped, his voice thick with desire. "You feel incredible." He leaned in, capturing your lips in a bruising kiss as his thumb rubbed circles around your clit, sending shockwaves of pleasure through your entire being. Breaking the kiss, he looked at you with burning intensity. "Are you ready for me?" he asked, his breath hot against your face. "Because once I'm inside, there's no going back." Quickly nodding your head. "Yes," you breathed, your voice ragged with need. "God, yes. I'm ready." You couldn't wait any longer, couldn't bear another second without feeling him inside you. Your hands fumbled with his pants, yanking them down to free his impressive length. You wrapped your fingers around him, stroking his hard shaft as you guided him to your entrance. "Please," you whispered, looking up at him with hooded eyes. "Fuck me. Make me yours."

With a guttural growl, Hanzo positioned himself at your entrance, his tip pressing against you. He looked down at where their bodies met, watching with intense focus as he pushed inside. Inch by agonizing inch, he filled you, stretching you beautifully until he was fully sheathed within your clenching walls. He paused, allowing you time to adjust to his size, before starting to move. Slowly at first, then picking up speed as he thrust into you with powerful strokes. Each movement sent ripples of pleasure through your body, driving you closer to the edge. You cried out, your back arching off the wall as Hanzo's thick cock stretched and filled you so perfectly. The sensation of him moving inside you, his hardness rubbing against your sensitive spots, was almost too much to bear. You wrapped your legs around his waist, locking your ankles together to pull him in deeper with each thrust. "Oh god, yes!" you moaned, your head thrown back in ecstasy. "Harder! Fuck me harder!" The sound of skin slapping against skin echoed through the room, punctuated by your whimpers and gasps of pleasure. You could feel the pressure building, your climax approaching with lightning speed. "I'm… I'm gonna come," you warned, your voice high and breathy. "Don't stop, please don't stop!" Hearing your plea, Hanzo redoubled his efforts, his thrusts becoming relentless and unforgiving. He pounded into you with a ferocity that bordered on savage, each stroke hitting that sweet spot inside you that had stars bursting behind your eyelids. "Come for me," he commanded, his voice a deep rumble of satisfaction. "Let go and come all over my cock." His hand snaked down between your bodies, his fingers finding your clit again. He rubbed it in tight circles, ensuring that you would reach your peak alongside him.

Your orgasm crashed over you like a tidal wave, leaving you gasping and shaking in its aftermath. Your inner muscles clenched around Hanzo's cock, milking him for everything he was worth as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you. "Oh fuck!" you cried out, your voice echoing throughout the room. "Hanzo, I'm coming!" You rode out the rest of your climax, riding Hanzo's cock until you were spent and completely satisfied. Feeling your walls clenching around him, Hanzo let out a roar of pure animalistic pleasure. His control snapped, and he buried himself deep inside you as he came undone. His seed spilled into you in hot spurts, marking you as his in the most primal way possible. He collapsed against you, his forehead resting on your shoulder as he caught his breath. "That was…" he panted, searching for the right word. "Incredible." He lifted his head to look at you, his expression softening. "You're amazing," he murmured, kissing you gently on the lips. You smiled up at him, still basking in the afterglow of your shared release. "Thank you," you said, your voice warm and content. "You're not so bad yourself." You ran your fingers through his hair, enjoying the closeness and intimacy of the moment. As your breathing slowed and your heart rate returned to normal, you realized just how deeply connected you felt to this man. It scared you a little, but also filled you with a sense of peace.

He chuckled softly, the sound vibrating through your chest. Though he made no move to pull away from you just yet. There was something about the way you fit against him as if you were meant to be there, that kept him rooted to the spot. His eyes glinted dangerously, a hint of his darker side peeking through once more. "You know," he began, his voice low and dangerous. "This isn't just sex for me. It's more than that. I want you. All of you. And I won't share you with anyone else." His grip tightened on your hip, a possessive gesture that spoke volumes about his feelings. "You're mine now. And nobody is taking you away from me." A shiver ran down your spine at his words, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through your veins. You knew that Hanzo was different, that there was a darkness lurking beneath the surface. But you also couldn't deny the intense attraction you felt towards him, the way your body responded to his every touch. "I'm yours," you whispered, your voice barely audible. "Only yours." You pressed closer to him, your body molding against his as if trying to merge with him entirely. "Just don't hurt me," you added, a note of vulnerability creeping into your tone. "I can't handle pain."

His expression softened slightly at your words, though the fire in his eyes never dimmed. "I wouldn't dream of hurting you," he lied smoothly, his fingers tracing gentle patterns on your skin. "But I will protect what's mine with my life." His possessiveness was palpable, wrapping around you like a warm blanket. "And you're mine. Whether you realize it or not." He leaned in, brushing his lips against yours in a tender, yet claiming kiss. You melted into the kiss, your body yielding to his as always. His words both thrilled and terrified you, but you found yourself powerless to resist him. "Then take me," you breathed against his lips. "Make me forget everything except you." You tangled your fingers in his hair, pulling him closer as you deepened the kiss. Your tongue slid against his, engaging in a sensual dance that left you breathless. A growl rumbled in his throat, the sound vibrating through you as he took control of the kiss. His tongue explored your mouth with an insatiable hunger, staking his claim on you in the most intimate way possible. One hand moved from your hip to cup your breast, squeezing it firmly as he broke the kiss to trail his lips down your neck. "I plan to," he murmured against your skin. "Over and over again." Your back arched instinctively, pushing your breast further into his palm. The sensation of his calloused hand on your sensitive flesh was enough to make you whimper with desire. "More," you pleaded, your voice laced with lust. "I need more." You shifted your hips, grinding against him in search of friction. The thought of being taken repeatedly by this dominant man was both terrifying and exhilarating.

He smirked against your skin, clearly pleased by your needy response. "As you wish," he purred, his hand releasing your breast to slide down your stomach. His fingers found your slick folds, dipping into your heat to gather your shared leaking arousal. "So wet already so soon," he noted approvingly, circling your clit with a finger. "You're going to make such a pretty mess for me." Withdrawing his hand, he brought his fingers to his mouth, sucking your essence off them with a low moan. "Delicious," he praised, before capturing your lips once more. The sight of him tasting you, of him enjoying your arousal so openly, only fueled your desire even further. You kissed him back fiercely, your tongue tangling with his as you sought to consume him whole. Your hands roamed over his body, exploring the hard planes of muscle and the contours of his skin. Every touch, every brush of your fingertips, was a promise of things to come. He groaned into the kiss, his body responding eagerly to your wandering hands. "Insatiable minx," he teased, nipping playfully at your lower lip. His own hands were far from idle, mapping out every inch of your curves with reverent touches. He wanted to memorize you, to commit every detail of your body to memory. When he finally entered you again, it would be with the knowledge that you belonged to him, mind, body, and soul.

You wrapped your legs around his waist, locking your ankles together as you pulled him impossibly closer. The feeling of his hardness pressing against your core was exquisite torture, making you ache for more. "Please," you begged, your voice high and desperate. "Fill me. Make me yours completely." You rocked your hips against him, seeking that perfect alignment that would allow him to sheathe himself fully within you. His control snapped at your pleading, and with a swift, powerful motion, he thrust into you to the hilt. A guttural moan tore from his throat as he savored the feel of your tight heat enveloping him. "Mine," he declared, his voice rough with possession. He began to move, setting a relentless pace that drove you both towards oblivion. Each stroke was deliberate, calculated to push you to the brink and keep you teetering on the edge of ecstasy. Your nails dug into his back as he pounded into you, the force of his thrusts jolting you with each impact. Pleasure coiled tightly in your belly, building with every stroke until you could hardly bear it. "Yes, yes, YES!" you chanted, your voice rising to a scream as the pressure reached a fever pitch. Suddenly, you were plummeting over the edge, your orgasm crashing through you like a tsunami as you squirt all over him. Your inner walls clamped down on Hanzo's cock, milking him for all he was worth as waves of bliss washed over you. The sensation of your climax triggered his own, and with a final, brutal thrust, he emptied himself deep inside you. His seed pumped into you in long, pulsing spurts, marking you as his in the most primal way possible. As the aftershocks subsided, he collapsed onto you, his weight pressing you into the mattress as he struggled to catch his breath. "Unbelievable," he gasped, his face buried in the crook of your neck. "You're incredible, my incredible pet." His words were slurred with satisfaction, his body still twitching with the remnants of his own release.

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