>>2300055“Just can’t get over how handsome you are, darlin’,” McCree can barely get out before Hanzo lifts his hips higher and drives deeper, sending sparks of white and yellow and blue across his vision. Just the right angle, just the right pace, Hanzo thick as sin and spreading him wide open as he starts in on his pace again.
“So damn handsome-- how’d I get so lucky? How’d I end up with such a handsome fella?” Jesse gasps it out, back shoved into the pillows he’s propped on, shoved up the bed inch by inch until there’s nowhere else for Hanzo to push him. The pace changes-- faster, more punishing, and the archer’s pretty storm-gray eyes slip shut.
“Awh, sugar-- look at me, baby-- please--Oh, fuck.”
“That is why you were staring? Struck in awe, Jesse?” And oh, if hearing his name in Hanzo’s voice doesn’t make Jesse’s cock jump. His eyes are back, focused on Jesse’s face, intense like they’ll rip his soul apart if he keeps staring. So that’s what it feels like. His heart seizes up, body tensing and shaking in Hanzo’s grip-- and Hanzo -gasps-. “Jesse.”
“Love you, baby.”
“Jesse!”
“That’s right, sugar, c-- shit--”
