[In retrospect there was no way he could have every readied himself for something like this. No way he could have anticipated what it might feel like to have the slick ovipositor push inside him, stretch him, and continue to invade his body even as he's unsure of how much of it he's taken, and whether or not he can manage more.
Hanzo is vocal about every bit of it, not quite speaking in coherent language, but in grunts, sighs, hisses, and moans. There has to be some moon blessing effect at play because he would not normally approve of anything this strange, but his body is responding to it well as if it is in heat, and wanting more of whatever Zenyatta cares to give him.
If he's trembling it's out of a new mixture of pleasure and the anticipation of getting to the point where he's nearly on the verge of being overwhelmed but finding out he can take more than he once thought possible.]
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Hanzo is vocal about every bit of it, not quite speaking in coherent language, but in grunts, sighs, hisses, and moans. There has to be some moon blessing effect at play because he would not normally approve of anything this strange, but his body is responding to it well as if it is in heat, and wanting more of whatever Zenyatta cares to give him.
If he's trembling it's out of a new mixture of pleasure and the anticipation of getting to the point where he's nearly on the verge of being overwhelmed but finding out he can take more than he once thought possible.]