March 2025 Drabble #1

Hanzo/Cassidy – secret cockwarming – Hanzo and Cassidy thought that that late into the night nobody will show up in the rec room...

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“Damn, babydoll… didn’t think you’d be such a horny bastard in the common room,” Cole drawls on a deep sigh, fingers spearing through Hanzo’s hair. It’s soft and fragrant; the scent of his herbal shampoo released whenever he idly moves it around to scratch at his scalp. His hair tie is lying on the seat on his other side, free hand idly toying with it while Hanzo’s lips slide further down his cock.

He’s known that Hanzo usually gets hot and bothered in the evenings; too much of a grouch in the morning to really be in the mood for anything frisky. But Cole hadn’t thought that he’d be up for some play right out in the open.

A little hum vibrating along his cock has him lift his head just enough from its backward lean that he can stare down his body at Hanzo. The other has his face tilted, cheek almost resting on one of Cole’s almighty thighs, lips stretched and pink as he peers up at him.

His one visibly dark eye is glittering and he’s just relaxed enough looking that it seems like he’s ready to settle in for the long haul.

The warm, slippery tongue is only occasionally moving; little self-indulgent drags against Coke’s glans as long as he can still do that. Every now and then he tries to wriggle his way underneath Cole’s foreskin which is a special kind of heaven that he has not quite been able to wrap his head around yet. It’s an alien but wonderful feeling and never fails to make him rumble low in his chest.

He settles back again, shifting his thighs a little and…

“Alright guys, does everybody got their snacks?!”

The startled jerk goes through Cole’s whole body. He throws a wild, confused look down to Hanzo who has his eye rolled up to him in the impression of a spooked horse. There are footsteps outside coming closer and the voices of at least Hana and Lúcio audible.

In a panicked knee-jerk reaction Cole grabs the blanket thrown over the back of the couch and hastily drapes it across his lap, hiding Hanzo and his twitching erection underneath.

Hanzo makes a disgruntled sound but the door is thrown open before he can pull back and leave Cole’s cock horribly wet and cold and alone.

Hana, Lúcio and Genji pile into the room, balancing snacks and drinks in their arms. They stop when they see Cole sitting on the couch and the four stare at each other for an uncomfortable amount of time.

“Bit late for… whatever it is ye’re about to do, huh?” he rumbles, pretending like he’s just been asleep.

“Ah, shoot. What are you doing here, big guy?” Lúcio frowns slightly. All three look like someone just cancelled Christmas.

Cole shrugs one shoulder.

“Hanzo fell asleep on my lap. Kinda got stuck here.”

He feels Hanzo give his cock an angry little suck for even bringing him up but his shape is unmistakable beneath the blanket so denying him being there would have been impossible.

A single drop of sweat rolls down Cole’s back at the electric feeling of Hanzo’s mouth working him over while the three were standing right there, none the wiser.

“Do you… mind… if we stay here and game a little?”

“We’ll be quiet.”

Cole’s mouth moves before he can think better of it. “Sure.”