[Beneath him Hanzo makes a helpless, animal sound, and Zenyatta feels his body quake as the beast in him rises to answer in the only way it knows how: with hard grunt-fucking thrusts and a possessive growl, though the latter slips from his synth before he can properly contain it.
Of course, just as he feels he has pulled himself together Hanzo speaks, and that's enough to unravel that careful focus all over again. The growl tapers into a whine, which he promptly buries into the crook of Hanzo's neck.]
H-Hanzo, you must not say such things! You will ruin me! And then...
[And then he slides home all over again, grinding, stuffing Hanzo with as much as he can take over and over, until finally he feels that wonderful, dangerous pressure moving along the length of his ovipositor.]
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Of course, just as he feels he has pulled himself together Hanzo speaks, and that's enough to unravel that careful focus all over again. The growl tapers into a whine, which he promptly buries into the crook of Hanzo's neck.]
H-Hanzo, you must not say such things! You will ruin me! And then...
[And then he slides home all over again, grinding, stuffing Hanzo with as much as he can take over and over, until finally he feels that wonderful, dangerous pressure moving along the length of his ovipositor.]
... I-I could ruin you...