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🩷Gift And Take

Pairing: Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang Length: 8186 Words Rating: Explicit 🔞 Warnings: Birthday sex, BDSM, Dom/Sub, Restraints, Harness, Collars, Gags, Ring Gag, Writing on skin, Butt plugs, Anal sex, Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Praise kink, Biting, Marking, Come Marking, Groping, Nipple play, Orgasm delay/denial, Multiple Orgasms, Hand jobs, Thigh fucking/Intercrural sex, Sexual Frustration, Punishment, Spanking, Cock warming, Vibrators, Sex Toys, Deep Throating, Dirty talk, Mirror sex, Overstimulation, Crying, Aftercare, Bathing/Washing, If you can't tell this is the horniest thing I've ever written

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Notes: Soooo, it's actually my birthday. I usually don't make much of a fuss tbh, but it's my 30th and I thought it'd be nice to write myself a little something. I crammed so many kinks that either I have or I've been dying to try writing into this. It is pure self indulgence, but figured I'd share it anyway, who knows, maybe you guys share my idea of a good time XD So, yeah. Happy birthday to me, enjoy this filthy fucking.

Hanzo watched his students intently, the spars were pretty evenly matched but even then there was still points where he could offer advice. Correct forms and stances, a better way to grip their weapons. His students were talented, but there was always work to be done.

It was even better that none of his students knew it was his birthday.

It wasn't so much that he was upset about getting older. No, it was more that he hated the idea of people fussing over him. In the past he had always had quiet birthdays with his family. Maybe a few well wishes, but not the big fancy parties he'd seen others have. And he liked it like that. His own real plan today was an evening with Kuai Liang, and while he was certain Kuai was planning something, he was assured in the knowledge whatever it was would only involve the two of them.

"How's training going, Grandmaster?"

Hanzo was brought out of his thoughts, realising Takeda was now standing next to him. He frowned, he hadn't been expecting his chujin to be here today. He hoped it wasn't a bad sign that someone (who's name may or may not have began with J) was planning some sort of big surprise party for him.

"It is going well, thank you," he answered, trying to read Takeda's body language. He was standing rather casually, not seeming like he was plotting or hiding something. "I didn't realise you were planning on being here today."

"Oh. I'm not here long, I just... Uh... Had to deliver something." Suspicious, very very suspicious.

Still Hanzo had no real rebuttal, he'd just have to take it at face value. It was about time for the training session to end anyway, so if Takeda really was planning something, it would all become clear soon. He excused himself, gaining the students attention. He summarised what the take away from the lesson was, answered any remaining queries and then finally dismissed them for the day. When he turned back to Takeda, he had an enormous grin on his face. Shit, this was when he was going to roped to going somewhere for a surprise party wasn't it?

"Is there a problem Takeda?" He questioned, crossing his arms over his chest and trying his best to seem neutral.

"Nope. Everything is fine, thanks Grandmaster," Takeda replied before bowing slightly. Hanzo continued to eye him with suspicion. "So did you have any plans for tonight?"

Oh here we go. "I plan to retire to my room and enjoy a quiet evening to myself." Somehow, Takeda's grin was even larger after hearing this.

"Ah I see, that sounds like a good idea," Takeda agreed, and Hanzo paused. What did that mean? "Well I guess I'll leave you to that then! Have fun, Grandmaster," Takeda cheerfully added, bowing before quickly making an exit, leaving Hanzo to wonder what the fuck just happened.

If Takeda was there to lure him to a surprise party, he was doing an awfully shitty job of it. Unless the party was set up in Hanzo's personal quarters, in which case it would make sense that Takeda wouldn't stop him. He rubbed his face. Great. He really didn't like anyone being in his quarters, the only exception was Kuai Liang. He supposed he'd better show up and try to disperse whoever had gathered.

He turned heel and headed off down the hallway. Keeping his head down he tried to make it as quickly as he could. As he got to his door, he took a deep breath, preparing himself for whatever awaited him. He slid it open and stepped inside.

However, when he entered there was no sudden call of surprise. There were no balloons or party poppers or loud obnoxious cheers. No, there was nothing, the room was empty.

Except...

Bent over his desk was Kuai Liang.

When he'd heard the door open, Kuai had lifted his head slightly, looking a little apprehensive but calming down when he saw it was Hanzo. He couldn't greet Hanzo, he had a ring gag in his mouth keeping it wide open and ready for use. Hanzo raised an eyebrow, Kuai was completely naked but it looked like he was also wearing a collar and a harness of some kind.

"Well, this wasn't the surprise I was expecting," Hanzo commented, carefully closing and locking the door behind him. As he walked over, he could see that Kuai's wrists had cuffs on them, clipped to the harness and pulled behind his back. "Although I do appreciate this a lot more."

Kuai groaned in response. As Hanzo walked around the desk he could see cuffs on Kuai's ankles too, chained to the legs to the desk. There was a beauty and vulnerability to it that Hanzo appreciated. It was entirely possible someone who wasn't Hanzo could have walked in and found him like this, no doubt why Kuai looked so relieved upon seeing Hanzo. He reached his hand to Kuai's arm, lightly stroking down it.

He slowly walked around the desk, now standing behind Kuai Liang. He tilted his head, as he looked at the cryomancer's ass.

Scrawled across in black marker were the words "happy birthday".

There was a second where he just stood and admired the handy work. It was rough but extremely legible, and Hanzo couldn't help but wonder how he'd achieved it. Did someone help him with this? Clearly Takeda had helped Kuai sneak into the grounds without anyone noticing, but he highly doubted Takeda knew quite what Kuai was planning to do.

He didn't ask, just grabbed one of Kuai's cheeks, squeezing and pulling it apart. He could see a plug, and a wetness, clearly Kuai had prepared himself in advance. How long exactly had he been here?

That and the rest of his questions could wait, especially seeing as Kuai couldn't physically answer them anyway. Right now, he was more interested in the opportunity presented to him.

He had been given a birthday gift, and it would be rude to refuse it.

"Well then," Hanzo said with a chuckle, gently slapping Kuai's ass as he did. "I hope you realise what you've let yourself in for," he commented, leaning down over Kuai enough to nip at his earlobe, before whispering "I've been given a gift, and I intend to use it most thoroughly."

Kuai moaned, nodding his head and rocking his hips back to grind against Hanzo's crotch. He chuckled, Kuai's enthusiasm for just letting Hanzo have his way with him was really just the cherry on top. He pressed a kiss into Kuai's neck, before opening his mouth. He sunk his teeth into Kuai's skin, sucking on it. He pulled away, admiring the mark he'd left. He licked at it, before moving down slightly and repeating the action. Kuai always looked his best when he was marked up, when every one could see from just a glance that he belonged to Hanzo.

He pulled back, trailing his hands down Kuai's sides as he stood up. His hands reached back to Kuai's ass, and he took the chance to grope it. He loved all of Kuai's body, the man was beautiful from head to toe, but he'd be lying if he said that Kuai's ass wasn't his favourite part. He loved how it felt beneath his hands, how it looked when Kuai wore trousers slightly too tight for him, how it bounced when he thrust inside him, and especially how pretty it looked with red handprints over it.

Speaking of...

Hanzo slapped again, harder than he had previously. Kuai jerked, attempting to lift his legs before the cuffs stopped him. Hanzo pulled the cheeks apart, taking a second to admire the plug. He gripped the base, twisting it, he could see Kuai clench around it. He pulled it out slightly, enjoying how Kuai's hole was forced to open. When there was only the tip left in, he put both thumbs on the base and pushed it back in. Kuai groaned and pulled at the restraints on his wrists.

Hanzo glanced across the room, he saw the lube already out and placed very deliberately on the bedside table. He huffed in amusement, giving another quick slap to Kuai's ass before going to retrieve it.

"So many ways I could use you," Hanzo said as he slowly began to return. He smirked at the way Kuai tried to twist his head to watch him. "I am going to savour every second of this, and you are going to take everything I throw at you." When he finally returned to his position, he reached down to pull the plug out of Kuai's ass. "Because you're my good boy, aren't you?"

Kuai made a whine in response, no doubt at Hanzo using that particular weakness against him. Still he arced his back, desperately presenting himself to Hanzo. He laughed, reaching to unzip himself and pull his clothes down just enough to pull his dick out. He slowly poured lube onto his hand, before reaching to stroke himself and slick himself up. Kuai was doing his best to look over his shoulder and watch.

Satisfied that he was prepared, he grabbed Kuai's hip with one hand while the other held his own cock. He pressed the tip of his dick against Kuai's hole, before slowly slipping in. Kuai's hands clenched, but he tried his best to push back against the intrusion. Hanzo went to grab Kuai's hips, keeping him still as he bottomed out.

"That's it," Hanzo growled, closing his eyes and savouring the warmth surrounding his cock. Considering Kuai Liang tended to be cold to the touch, it always fascinated Hanzo how it seemed internally to be the opposite.

Hanzo drew back until only the tip of his dick was inside. He paused, watching Kuai trying to fight against the hands holding him down and the restraints. Hanzo laughed, it was unlike Kuai to be so impatient. How long had he been here, waiting for Hanzo to come in and take him? It must have taken him a while to set up, and once he was in place he didn't really have much choice but to hold tight and wait.

Kuai attempted to push back again, resulting in Hanzo slapping his ass again. "Aren't you always telling me to have patience?" Hanzo questioned, he began to thrust, but only barely, the movements shallow and barely reaching further that the tip. "It seems like you need to take your own advice." Kuai apparently got the message, and stopped moving. "There, that's better."

He continued the small movements, very much enjoying the look of conflict on Kuai's face. He wanted more, Hanzo could tell, but he knew that trying to get it himself would just result in Hanzo denying him. He slowed down further, Kuai flexing his fingers. It was nice to see him being the frustrated one, and maybe he shouldn't feel quite as triumphant as he did about that.

Without warning he thrust forward, driving the entire length of his cock inside. Kuai jolted, making a loud gasp as he did. Hanzo dug his fingers into Kuai's hips as he rocked into a suddenly brutal pace. Kuai wanted things to go faster, Hanzo would give him that. The desk under Kuai creaked with every movement, and Hanzo could only hope it would survive this brutal treatment.

Hanzo stopped still when he was completely inside Kuai, watching the other man attempt to catch his breath. Hanzo lent over, pressing kissed between Kuai's shoulder blades, before the straightened back up and pulled out completely. Kuai whimpered at the loss.

"Shh, you won't be empty for long," Hanzo whispered, tracing a finger around the rim of Kuai's hole. He reached back for the plug, and slowly pushed it back in place. Kuai made a small disapproving sound. "I know you'd prefer my cock, but you have another hole I'm interested in using right now."

Kuai blinked a few times, before nodding. Hanzo bent down to uncuff Kuai's legs from the desk. He decided to keep Kuai's hands bound however. Once his ankles were free, Kuai rolled his them and bent his knees, once more reminding Hanzo that he was likely here for a while before he arrived. When Hanzo stood back up, he grabbed Kuai by the waist and hauled him to his feet.

He arranged Kuai to be against the wall, facing him. Like this he could appreciate how hard Kuai was, the head of his cock glistening with precum. Hanzo's hands grasped Kuai's shoulders, before pushing the man down until he was on his knees. Kuai looked up at him, wide blue eyes staring with anticipation. Hanzo grabbed Kuai's hair with one hand, while he used his other to hold his dick. He patted it against Kuai's face a few times, causing him to wince slightly.

Slowly he started to feed it into Kuai's mouth, the ring gag keeping him nice and open the entire time. He slowly began to move, holding Kuai's head still as he slowly worked himself in and out. He hit the back of Kuai's throat, causing him to gag slightly. Hanzo gave him a second to readjust his breathing, before trying again. This time he hit without issue.

"Use your tongue," he ordered, as he slowly began to increase speed ever so slightly. Kuai complied with his request, his tongue trailing and lapping and the underside of Hanzo's cock. He groaned, "yes, that's it, keep going."

Kuai practically purred around his cock at the praise, closing his eyes and swirling his tongue further.

"Fuck," Hanzo muttered under his breath. He rubbed circles in the back of Kuai's head with his thumbs. "You always look so perfect sucking my cock," he complimented, Kuai's eyes fluttered open and Hanzo could practically see the pride shining in them.

It was cute, really, how such a small compliment made Kuai's eyes light up. There was always an underlying sadness to it, however. A man so starved of affection, finding it wherever he could. But the praise made Kuai happy, and Hanzo was more than willing to indulge anything that made him happy.

"Hm, do you want me to cum in your mouth or on your face?" He casually asked, trying to resist the urge to laugh as Kuai glared at him as if to say "are you fucking kidding me". "Ah, right, your mouth's a little preoccupied at the moment." He pushed himself in as far as he possibly could. "Blink once for mouth, twice for face."

Kuai very deliberately blinked twice in quick succession.

"Well, since you asked so nicely," he replied.

He released Kuai's head, before pulling out of his mouth. Kuai continued to look up, positioning himself in an appropriate place. Hanzo returned a hand to Kuai's head, while his other wrapped around his dick. He stroked himself rapidly, and it didn't take long for him to come, aiming for Kuai's face. As his cum splashed down on him, Kuai closed his eyes. He stroked Kuai's hair to indicate he was done, Kuai's eyes opening again.

And god he looked so good, naked and wide eyed with cum dripping down his face.

"Beautiful," Hanzo purred, watching Kuai blink and lick his lips beyond the gag. He bent down and kissed a spot on Kuai's forehead that was clean, before whispering, "I'm not done with you yet, do you think you can continue being good for me?"

Kuai groaned, chest heaving, as he nodded.

"Good boy."

He quickly discarded the rest of his clothes before he reached down and hauled Kuai over his shoulder, carrying him across to the bed. Instead of throwing him on the bed, Hanzo sat down on the edge, before settling Kuai on his lap facing him. He reached down and behind Kuai to his ass again.

"Have I ever told you how much I love your ass?" Hanzo commented, squeezing and letting his finger tips really feel the muscle there. Kuai groaned, likely because Hanzo was generally very vocal about it. He released one hand, stroking up Kuai's side before landing in the middle of his chest. "Hm, but I think your chest is a close contender."

He brought his other hand up, both hands now feeling at Kuai's pecs. He thumbed at Kuai's nipples, rubbing them in circles. Hanzo pinched them, causing Kuai to jump slightly at the sensation. Hanzo chuckled at the reaction, tugging on them gently, watching Kuai try to follow him to alleviate the stretch slightly. Hanzo released them, lent down to take one in his mouth, sucking at the sensitive nub as Kuai squirmed on his knee. He bit down lightly, pulling it with his teeth and drawing out a whine. He opened his mouth wider, teeth now digging in around Kuai's nipple, and he bit down and sucked to leave yet another claim upon his lovers body.

He let go, leaning back to admire the red imprint of his teeth around Kuai's nipple. It would bruise nicely. Deciding the other nipple deserved a matching mark, he went to repeat the action. This time as his teeth sunk in, he reached down to grasp Kuai's cock. Touching the head, Hanzo could feel how slick with precum Kuai was already. He sucked harder on the nipple in his mouth as he used his hand to spread the precum along Kuai's length. He could feel Kuai bucking his hips, although very subdued, not wanting to cause any sort of serious damage with Hanzo's teeth buried in him.

Hanzo unlocked his jaw from Kuai's chest, giving the wound a final lick before he reclined. He hadn't quite broken the skin, but it was close. He pressed a kiss in the middle of Kuai's chest, continuing to pump his cock with his hand. Kuai began to fuck into Hanzo's hand, strangled sounds coming from his throat. His movements became desperate, far more jerky and his entire body began to tense.

"Are you going to cum?" Hanzo questioned, and Kuai nodded frantically. Hanzo smirked as he let go of Kuai's cock. Kuai made a distressed sound, as he stilled, looking at Hanzo with wide eyes. Hanzo chuckled and kissed under Kuai's jaw. "You won't cum until I say so," Hanzo ordered, bouncing the other man on his knee a few times. Kuai squirmed but nodded his head again to confirm his obedience. Hanzo kissed under his jaw again, "so good for me."

Hanzo wrapped his arms around Kuai's waist again, manhandling him until he was on the bed and lying on his side. Hanzo settled next to him, pushing his chest against Kuai's back. He kissed Kuai's neck, arm looping around to tweak Kuai's sore nipples again. Kuai twisted his head slightly, trying to look at Hanzo. Hanzo kissed his cheek, taking care to avoid the cum drying on the mans face. This seemed to satisfy Kuai, who set his head back down.

Hanzo reached down to his cock, guiding it into Kuai's bound hands. He could see Kuai's brow crease, like he wasn't sure what he was feeling, and Hanzo had to stifle a laugh when those same eyebrows shot up in a comical fashion when realisation sunk in. He didn't need to be told what to do, and closed his hands around Hanzo's length. Hanzo smirked and gave an experimental thrust.

"Grip it just a little tighter," he ordered, feeling Kuai's adjust to grasp a little harder. Hanzo thrust again, the friction a lot more to his liking this time. "That's it, keep it just like that."

Kuai did as he was told, as Hanzo slowly worked himself in Kuai's grasp. He went slow, enjoying the way Kuai's fingers dug in just the right places. He gained a rhythm, giving a closed mouthed groan of pleasure.

He ran a hand down Kuai's side, causing him to shiver. His hand continued down until he reached Kuai's thigh. Yet another part of Kuai's body Hanzo adored. They were muscular, one of the strongest parts of his body. The first time Hanzo had eaten Kuai out, the grip of his thighs were so powerful Hanzo was sure that one wrong move would break his neck. He'd never been turned on by such a potentially dangerous situation in his life.

He pulled his cock free, his musing on Kuai's thighs leading to a desire he rarely acted on. He briefly left the bed to retrieve the lube again, but quickly returned. He sat against the head board, once more pulling Kuai up onto his lap. He spread Kuai's legs, noting the confused look on the other mans face. He bit Kuai's ear as he poured lube onto the inners of Kuai's thighs. Kuai made a sound as if it suddenly clicked in his mind what Hanzo wanted to do.

Once he was satisfied, Hanzo reached for his cock, and adjusted Kuai until it was between his thighs. When he'd finished, Kuai once again didn't need prompting to know that he needed to close his legs. Hanzo wrapped one arm across Kuai's chest, while the other reached down to keep Kuai's legs closed. He bent his legs in a way to give himself purchase and he thrust up.

The feeling of his cock sliding between Kuai's thighs was heavenly and he made note to do this more often. His movements were slow, silky smooth thanks to the lube. He watched, every time he drove up he could just about see the head of his cock between Kuai's flesh. He closed his eyes, kissing Kuai's neck as he chased his pleasure. He could feel Kuai's muscles flex against his dick. He had no doubt Kuai could also feel every inch of Hanzo's cock, and that just made it all the sweeter. He picked up the pace.

Until he felt Kuai writhe against him.

Hanzo opened his eyes, worried that he was holding a little too tightly and making Kuai uncomfortable. He realised Kuai was attempting to slide further down Hanzo's lap. It looked like he was attempting to get low enough for Hanzo's cock to be at his ass. He wasn't sure what Kuai expected to happen, but it was clear he wanted Hanzo inside him. Hanzo smirked, it was always delightful when Kuai was desperate to be fucked, it made it all the more fun to deny it.

He pulled Kuai back up, the man whining as he did. Kuai turned his face to give Hanzo a pleading look. Hanzo just laughed, tightening his hold to stop him from trying to move again.

"You're so cute when you're frustrated with me," he commented as he started to fuck Kuai's thighs harder. "How am I supposed to resist when you look so pretty like this."

Hanzo was pushing up so hard that Kuai was bouncing on his lap with every thrust. Orgasm was quickly approaching again and he wanted Kuai to watch when he did. He reached up to grab Kuai's chin, roughly aiming his head down just in time before Hanzo came. As the head of his cock emerged between Kuai's thighs, a shot of cum squirted out. He continued to grind his cock, slowly coating Kuai's thighs with his seed. Kuai took a shuddering breath, despite his previous attempt to get Hanzo to fuck his ass instead, it seemed Kuai enjoyed the sight of himself covered in cum as Hanzo did.

Ah. Right. That moment of misbehaviour. As Hanzo finished up, he smirked, realising he couldn't exactly let that go unpunished now could he.

"Don't think I've forgotten your misbehaviour just then," he commented, lightly biting at Kuai's shoulder. "I thought you were going to be good for me." Kuai made an apologetic sound and nuzzled his head against Hanzo's. "I'm going to have to discipline you, maybe then you'll remember your place, hm?"

Kuai nodded in agreement, and Hanzo pressed one more kiss to the mans temple, before he flipped him over. He settled Kuai sideways over his knee, making sure Kuai's ass was directly under him. He gently rubbed his cheeks, already slightly red from previous impact, but Hanzo smirked knowing how much redder it would be once he was done.

"I think 10 is a reasonable number, don't you?" He asked. Kuai looked over his shoulder and nodded slightly. Usually Hanzo would have Kuai count aloud, but with the gag in his mouth that wasn't feasible, Hanzo would have to come up with a more creative way of keeping count. "Every time I hit, I want you to uncurl a finger as the count, okay?"

Kuai closed his fists and gave another nod. Hanzo was quick to administer the first slap, delighting in the way Kuai's ass bounced at the impact. Kuai uncurled a finger. Hanzo moved to the other cheek, smacking down again, the sound ringing out in the otherwise quiet of the room. Kuai uncurled a second finger.

The next two slaps, Hanzo did in quick succession, just to see if Kuai could keep up. When two more fingers uncurled Hanzo laughed, he guessed he couldn't outfox him then. It went on, every time Hanzo slapped down, Kuai would add another digit to the count. At around 7, Kuai's legs had begun shaking. 8 his breathing started to get heavier. At 9 Hanzo felt Kuai's hard cock rub against his lap.

"Only one more, okay?" He assured Kuai, pulling his arm back above his head and hitting down with far harder force than previous. Kuai jerked in his lap, his last finger uncurling more from shock than an actual conscious attempt to keep count. Hanzo would let him get away with that however.

He pushed Kuai onto his back, petting his face as he asked "are you going to behave now?" Kuai nodded in response. "I'm going to need you to prove it."

He picked Kuai up, this time having him lie between his legs, head at his crotch. He easily guided his cock into Kuai's mouth, pushing him down until he was about half way down. Hanzo picked up his phone and set a timer for two minutes. He showed it to Kuai Liang, who was looking up at him.

"Stay still like that for two minutes, and I'll let you have a reward," Hanzo offered, Kuai blinked in response. Hanzo ran his hand through Kuai's hair as he hit start on the timer. "Let's see."

Hanzo lent back, watching the timer start to count down. When he looked down to Kuai he could see the other man's eyes closed, desperately concentrating on keeping still. Hanzo reached down to stroke his hair, causing Kuai to purr around his cock. He checked the timer to see there was still 1 minute and 30 seconds left.

Occasionally he felt Kuai's tongue rub against his length, but from the feel of it he was likely just adjusting so he felt more comfortable. Kuai's eyes opened and he looked at Hanzo before his pupils flicked over to the phone. Hanzo understood the silent question, holding up the phone to Kuai just in time for the count to flick down to 1 minute.

"You're doing well, just a little longer," Hanzo encouraged. Kuai breathed heavily out of his nose, sounding extremely satisfied. Hanzo could see a bit of drool drip from the corner of Kuai's mouth, and he felt Kuai swallowing, trying to keep it at bay. The count revealed 30 seconds left on the clock.

Hanzo gently bucked his hips upwards, feeling proud when Kuai didn't react. He held still and rode out Hanzo thrusting up into his throat, before finally the alarm rang out to signal the time was up. Even as he shut off the alarm however, Kuai didn't move. Hanzo smiled at that.

"Good, seems you're right, a man is never too old to learn," he commented, gently taking Kuai's head in his hands and pulling him off his cock. He kissed Kuai's temple again before saying, "now, let's see what I can do about that reward, shall we?"

He got off the bed, walking over to his drawer, and pulling one open. He moved aside his clothing to reveal a secret compartment. Inside he shifted through the various instruments of pleasure he had, finally settling on a particular vibrator he knew was Kuai Liang's favourite. Putting everything back in place he quickly made his way back to the bed. When Kuai spotted the vibrator he made an approving sound, pulling on the restraints on his hands.

"Someone's eager," Hanzo teased as he slicked the toy up with lube. "Face down, love."

Kuai barely waited, letting himself flop onto the bed. He brought his knees up, pushing his ass in the air. Hanzo was behind him in no time, hooking his fingers into the buttplug and pulling it free. He didn't leave Kuai empty for long, as he flicked the vibrator on and slowly worked it inside. Kuai's back arched and he let out a wobbly moan as it sunk inside him. Hanzo adjusted the straps of the harness slightly, using one to help keep the vibrator pushed inside.

Satisfied, Hanzo crawled back around Kuai's front. He lifted Kuai's head with a hand and positioned him at his cock again.

"I noticed a few messages on my phone I need to reply to, keep my cock warm while I reply to them will you?" He asked, Kuai blinked before nodding once more. Hanzo guided him down again, cock once more slipping into the warmth of Kuai's mouth. "You don't have to keep still this time, but don't take my cock out of your mouth, alright?"

Kuai blinked and licked at Hanzo's length in response. He chuckled and pet Kuai's head before reaching for his phone. As he flicked through his messages he could feel Kuai suck on him slightly, keeping mostly still but allowing himself far more slack than previously. Hanzo concentrated on his phone. The text's were mostly Birthday wishes, he wondered how exactly word got out, but was thankful that celebrations had been contained to text.

He took his time writing out small thank you's for the well wishes. Kuai moaned around Hanzo's cock, a quick glance revealed he was straining against the restraints and trembling slightly.

"Remember, you can't cum until I say you can," Hanzo reminded him, reaching down to card his hand through Kuai's hair as he hit send on another text. Kuai whined, screwing his eyes shut. "Shh, you can do it."

The soft assurance placated Kuai, who began to concentrate on sucking and licking Hanzo's dick. Hanzo hummed in appreciation, rubbing the back of Kuai's head as he began to bob up and down. He sent one last thank you message, before putting his phone down on the bedside cabinet. He didn't tell Kuai to stop, just watched the other man work his cock.

Hanzo pulled out of Kuai, sitting the other man up, electing another groan as the vibrator moved inside him. Hanzo set him down on his back, before pulling his shoulders until his head was hanging off the bed. He knew Kuai would know what he was intending, but it wasn't fair to just go for it without some warning.

"I'm going to fuck your throat now," he casually claimed, rubbing the body part in question. "Breathe through your nose."

Kuai made a sound to indicate he understood, and Hanzo slowly entered his mouth. He wasn't quite sure how Kuai had gotten so good at taking it so deep in his throat, but god he was thankful he had. When they first started experimenting, Hanzo was always too worried to go deeper than half his length. That was until Kuai took initiative the one night and easily took his all cock in one full swoop. That didn't mean he shouldn't exercise caution with it however, there were a few times Hanzo had gone too fast or at a bad angle, and Kuai had ended up needing a minute to recover.

With that in mind he entered slowly, feeling the head of his cock hit Kuai's throat. As he started to push past, he could hear Kuai breathe through his nose. Good. And as he continued to go further, another advantage to this particular position began to show.

He could just about see the outline of his cock in Kuai's throat. Once buried to the hilt, he took a minute for Kuai to get used to it. As he did, he couldn't resist the urge to reach forward and feel where his cock rested deep inside the other man. He kept his hand on Kuai's throat as he pulled back, pushing slowly back in, starting a rhythm. He loved how he felt his hand go up and down as his cock made Kuai's throat bulge.

"Shit," he grumbled, his hips as he thrust a little harder, seeing how much he could get away with. "God you take my cock so well," he hissed between his teeth, as he risked going a little faster. There was no objection from Kuai Liang. "You were made for my cock, weren't you?"

Kuai couldn't reply, but he knew he enjoyed the dirty talk when Hanzo saw some precum leak from his cock. He pulled his cock out completely, listening to Kuai take a few deep breathes. While Kuai was distracted, Hanzo grabbed his own cock and stroked a few times. As he came again, some landed on Kuai's face, before he aimed for the other mans chest instead and soon a layer covered Kuai's pecs.

Much to Hanzo's amusement, once Kuai had caught his breath, he actually chased after Hanzo's cock trying to take it back in his mouth. Hanzo would usually oblige, but he thought Kuai deserved a little more.

Hanzo pushed Kuai back onto the bed, before striding across the room once again to grab the full body mirror in the corner of the room. While people never really brought up the mirror, he knew people found it strange for someone like him to have one like this. Little did they know it's true purpose wasn't to help Hanzo get dressed.

He placed it at the foot of the bed, once more taking his spot sat against the headboard, a nice position where he could get a good view of the mirror. He hauled Kuai up onto his lap yet again. He reached down, slipping the vibrator free, and putting it down on the cabinet. He parted Kuai's legs, with one hand while the other reached for Kuai's chin and made sure his gaze was squarely on the mirror.

"Keep your eyes on the mirror, love," he ordered. Releasing his grip he was pleased to see Kuai didn't attempt to look away.

He reached for his cock, stroking a few times, already starting to get hard again in-spite of how many times he'd come already. He lifted Kuai up, and lined up with his hole, and slowly sunk him down onto his cock. In the mirror everything was bared for them both to see, the way Kuai slowly sunk down, how his hole opened to accommodate Hanzo's girth. He was stretched wide, rim red but still taking every inch of Hanzo like it was nothing.

Kuai himself looked wrecked, face red, covered in bite marks and bruises, and covered in dried cum. And he looked beautiful for it.

"Look at you," Hanzo muttered into Kuai's neck as he began to thrust up into his lover. "Look how your body welcomes me." He watched Kuai's face, his eyes fixed on the way Hanzo kept fucking into him. "This is what I mean when I say you were made for my cock." Kuai clenched around him, like he wanted Hanzo inside him forever. He stopped thrusting, and growled, "ride me, I want you to see how wonderful you look when you fuck yourself on my cock."

A small amount of drool dripped from Kuai's mouth, but he curled his legs on either side of Hanzo's lap. Hanzo held onto Kuai's arms to give him more stability, as Kuai started to lift himself up and down. Kuai's cock bobbed with his movements, so red and neglected, and Hanzo knew eventually he would give Kuai release, but it was too much fun to see him so desperate. The cryomancer never looked away from the mirror, absolutely enraptured by the view.

Hanzo pushed Kuai forward suddenly, the man making a yelping sound as he was throw face first towards the bed. He never hit the mattress however, as Hanzo's grip on his arms pulled him up on his knees.

He began thrusting without warning, pistoning in and out of the other man with such force every time their flesh it there was a loud audible slap. Hanzo looked into the mirror, watching as Kuai's eyes rolled back into the back of head. Hanzo's fingernails dug in, and he focused on chasing his pleasure. He grunted, the faster he went the nearer to another orgasm he came.

He pulled out just as he came again, his cum splattering across Kuai's ass cheeks and covering the birthday message written on his skin. He let go of Kuai, letting the other man flop harmlessly to the bed. He stroked, adding yet more of himself over Kuai's skin.

He sat back on his knees and caught his breath, looking at Kuai's cock dangling between his legs. He was impressed with Kuai's perseverance. Hanzo licked his lips, weighing up his options from this point on. He figured he still had one more load in him, and he did need to give Kuai relief. He grabbed Kuai's waist and pulled him back onto his lap yet again.

He took the vibrator, flicking it on to the highest setting before he pushed it back into Kuai's ass. The man fell back against him, his body shook and his breathing was heavy. He worked the vibrator in and out, driving it into Kuai's prostate. Hanzo's free hand reached to Kuai's cock, stoking it in time with his other hand. He heard Kuai take in a sharp breath, his body tensing, clearly trying to stop himself from cumming since he hadn't been given permission yet. Hanzo let go, reaching to gently massage Kuai's balls.

He kept alternating between jacking Kuai off and playing with his balls instead. His cock was slick with precum, and Hanzo couldn't help smearing it along Kuai's length. He rubbed his thumb over the head. Kuai bucked up into his hand and Hanzo let go again, pushing the vibrator hard against his prostate instead.

Then Kuai made a noise that sounded like a sob.

Hanzo paused, looking at the younger mans face. There were tears streaming down his face. Panic enveloped Hanzo's thoughts. Had he gone too far? Was Kuai hurt in some way? Did he need to stop? Kuai hadn't made any motion to say anything was wrong, could it just be overstimulation? He reached and brushed the tears from Kuai's cheeks.

"Do you want me to stop?" He asked, genuinely concerned. Kuai shook his head, and it did much to relieve Hanzo's anxiety, but it didn't hurt to check further. "Is this just overstimulation?" He wiped another tear from Kuai's eye as he asked, Kuai nodded.

Relief washed over him, the last thing he ever wanted was Kuai in genuine distress. These sexual exploits were supposed to be fun for both of them. There was a level of trust between them, they knew each others boundaries pretty well by this point. There was a reason Kuai felt comfortable offering himself like this without any discussion before hand. Hanzo would never forgive himself if he ever crossed one of those boundaries, even accidentally.

"Okay, good," Hanzo muttered, pulling the vibrator out anyway. "Just a little longer, alright? I'm going to fuck you one more time, can you hold out for me?" Kuai nodded and gurgled in approval, nuzzling his face against Hanzo's. Hanzo pressed a kiss against the corner of his mouth as he whispered "that's my good boy."

He wasted little time settling Kuai back onto his cock. He wrapped his arms around Kuai's torso fucking up into him. Kuai practically melted into him, noises of pleasure in the back of his throat as Hanzo brushed against his prostate.

"That's it, that's the spot isn't it," he said encouragingly, taking care that when he began to move again that he hit that spot.

He was gentle as first, but as Kuai's moans started to sound needier and needier he found his hips snapping up in rough movements. He touched Kuai's chest, tweaking his nipples. Kuai whimpered, trying to twist away from Hanzo's hands. He let go, taking the hint. Instead he reached for Kuai's cock again, pumping it in time to his thrusts, Kuai gasping as he did.

"Do you want to come?" He asked, despite knowing the answer from the way Kuai was bucking up into his hand. "I need an answer." Kuai nodded vigorously, pushing himself down onto Hanzo's cock. Hanzo lent close to Kuai's ear, licking it before he whispered "come for me, Grandmaster."

Kuai practically screamed as he finally came, his semen coming out with such force it splattered all over his own torso. Hanzo stroked him all the way through his orgasm, milking him dry. There was so much, Kuai always came more than usual when he'd been denied for so long.

Kuai went completely limp in Hanzo's arms. Hanzo let go of Kuai's cock, still buried deep inside him. He was close himself, a minute more in Kuai's tight heat and he was likely to finish again himself. Kuai gave a tired moan as Hanzo continued to chase after his pleasure.

"Shh, it's okay, just a little longer," he whispered, Kuai's eyes closing. "I'm so close, going to fill you up, you want that, don't you?" Kuai's reply was a lethargic but approving purr. Hanzo laughed, "I knew you would."

He let his head fall back, and bottomed out as he came for the final time into Kuai's abused insides. He continued to fuck Kuai through his orgasm, making sure every drop was so deep inside. He didn't pull out straight away, basking in the glory was that this feeling and holding Kuai close to him as they both came down from the high.

This was undoubtably the best birthday gift he'd ever received.

Hanzo slid Kuai off him, gently settling him down on the bed. He took no time undoing all the clasps of the harness, as well as finally removing the gag from his mouth. Kuai gingerly stretched his arms, looking like he was trying to make sure they still worked. Hanzo rolled him onto his back, and immediately lent down to kiss every part of Kuai's face that didn't have dried cum on it.

"That was amazing, my love," he complimented between his fevourous kisses. "You were amazing, you did so well doing all that for me, my brilliant beautiful man." He finally finished kissing Kuai, pulling away to see the dopey lovestruck grin on Kuai's face. "What can I get for you?"

Kuai rolled his jaw and licked his lips. "Water," he croaked, throat clearly sore from the raw fucking it received. "Ibuprofen," he added. He blinked a few times, face reaching up to the cum on his face, before he looked down to view the rest of the cum staining his skin. He briefly grimaced and muttered "a bath."

"I can get all that for you," he said with a smile, pressing one last kiss onto Kuai's forehead before he stood up off the bed and scooped Kuai up into his arms bridal style.

He carried him into his private bathroom, setting him down on a seat. Turning the tap on the bath, he left it to fill as he walked over to the sink. He filled a glass with water, and reached into the medicine cabinet, popping out the requested ibuprofen. He walked back to Kuai, holding the glass and tablet out to him.

"Thank you," Kuai said with a smile as he took them off Hanzo, taking no time swallowing the tablet.

Hanzo turned his attention to the bath, it was almost full. "Is this too warm for you?" Hanzo didn't really feel heat like normal people, what he considered fine might be scalding to someone else. Especially Kuai Liang, who was extremely sensitive to heat.

Kuai dripped his fingertips in, before chancing more of his hand. "That's perfect."

Hanzo held out an arm as he hauled Kuai to his feet and held him steady as he got in the bath. Kuai sat down, the water rising around him. Hanzo grabbed a washcloth, passing it to Kuai who dunked it in the water before using it to clean off his face. While Kuai was busy and lent forward, Hanzo clambered into the bath behind him, settling down and pulling Kuai to his chest. Kuai finished cleaning his face before turning to nuzzle the underside of Hanzo's jaw.

"Did you enjoy your birthday present?" He asked in a jovial tone.

"Hm, very much so," Hanzo purred, wrapping his arms around Kuai's shoulders. "Thank you, Kuai Liang, it was wonderful." He closed his eyes and pressed his cheek against Kuai's. "It makes me so happy to know you trust me so much with your body."

"You're welcome," Kuai sighed, reaching to the glass of water and taking a quick sip. "It took a lot of planning, so I'm glad it was worth it."

"Hm, I do admittedly have some questions about it," Hanzo added, tilting his head slightly. "I mean, I figured that Takeda helped you sneak in here, how much did he know?"

"Ah, he knew I wanted to surprise you, but not how." Kuai put the glass back down, before wringing out the wash cloth and starting to clean himself. "I didn't feel him trying to read my mind, but he is fairly perceptive so... He likely worked out sex was involved in some way."

"How long were you waiting there before I came in?" He asked, watching as Kuai very gingerly rubbed the cloth against the bites on his chest.

"About an hour and a half I think?" That explained why he was so desperate by the time Hanzo finally arrived.

"Last question," Hanzo promised, not wanting this time together to just be him being nosey. "Who wrote that message on your ass?"

Kuai turned to him slightly, his face going bright red right to the tips of his ears as he gave a sheepish grin and admitted "I wrote it. Like I said, lots of preparation, I've been practicing for months."

Hanzo snorted in an attempt to stifle his laughter. But when the image of a frustrated Kuai Liang repeatedly trying to write legibly on his own ass came to his mind, he couldn't stop the torrent. He sputtered, bringing his hand over his mouth as if it would help.

"I will not lie, I wasn't expecting that answer," Hanzo tried to excuse, but Kuai's only giggles implied he'd taken no offence. "I half expected you to say you got Johnny Cage to help you."

"Oh lord no!" Kuai's exclamation sounded offended by the mere idea. "If I'd asked him for help, I'd have never heard the end of it."

"True," Hanzo agreed, "and I guess now you have another skill to add to your resume."

"Ah yes, writing legibly on my own ass," Kuai said sarcastically as he sunk back down into Hanzo's chest, while bringing a leg up to clean his thigh. "I am sure it will be an invaluable skill to have."

"I'll find a way to make use of it," Hanzo growled with a low rumble, nipping at Kuai's earlobe as he said it.

Kuai laughed at this, finishing cleaning off his thighs before settling down and just letting himself enjoy being in the bath. It was a rare moment of peace. There was no sound other than their breathing. Hanzo could stay like this forever.

But he was pragmatic, knew that eventually they would have to leave this moment. As long as the next moment was shared with Kuai Liang, he had no doubt it would be just as perfect.

"You know," Hanzo started, letting his hands roam Kuai's body, "it's still my birthday for a few more hours."

"That is true, birthday boy," Kuai laughed and brought his hand up to Hanzo's chin, claiming his lips. "What did you have in mind?"

"Hm, well, some good food for a start." All that strenuous activity had definitely worked up his appetite. "And well, I'm sure after that I'll be able to think of more ways to use my present."

Kuai snorted, "you, my fire, are absolutely insatiable." Kuai lightly flicked Hanzo’s nose and stuck his tongue out. "But, I think your present could last a few more rounds."

Hanzo smirked, it looked like his birthday had only just begun.

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Pairing: Hanzo Hasashi/Kuai Liang Length: 8260 Words Rating: Explicit 🔞 Warnings: Praise Kink, Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Riding, Hand Jobs, Porn with feelings, Porn with plot, Kink discovery, Pining, Self-esteem issues, Insomnia, Sleep paralysis, Referenced nightmares, Referenced night terrors, Beginning a relationship, Angst, Emotional hurt/comfort, Comfort sex, Referenced rough sex, Man who is used to rough loveless sex discovers gentle sex with someone you love is actually amazing, Hanzo showing serious signs of being a service top, I apologise in advance to people who are passionate about coffee

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Note: So I’m currently working on a pretty big update for one of my short collections and was working on this as a pallet cleanser, but it was almost done and I figured I might as well finish it and post it. :) So enjoy this smutty emotional hurt/comfort one shot! :)

It was rare that Kuai Liang left the Lin Kuei temple for any extended period of time, but occasionally he was willing to venture from his home in Artika if given a compelling enough reason. Being asked to do some training with some new Special Forces recruits was a worthwhile cause, and so along with Hanzo, they had come up with a challenging but fair series of exercises for the students that would teach them a range of skills useful on the battlefield.

And so far he was impressed by what he'd seen. They were a little rough around the edges and definitely new to this, especially when it came to opponents with supernatural powers. Fast learners however, which Kuai always appreciated. They adapted well and seemed to be able to think on their feet nicely. It was rare that he got such a remarkable group of students. Given that Hanzo's face wasn't constantly in a scowl, Kuai assumed he felt the same way.

The students gathered in a row in front of them. Kuai was beaming at them all as he said, "congratulations, you have survived your first training session. You have all done well."

The students quietly cheered for themselves. Kuai chuckled to himself.

"Are there any questions before we dismiss you?" Hanzo asked, face neutral, clearly trying to maintain his scary grandmaster facade.

"Uh, if I may," one girl asked, holding a hand up. "Which one of you is stronger?"

Hanzo and Kuai in unison claimed "me."

They turned and looked at each other, Kuai pursing his lips while Hanzo looked completely scandalised that Kuai would think he was stronger. Kuai could only see one solution to this, otherwise an argument would break out.

"Care for a spar, Grandmaster Hasashi?" Kuai questioned, smirking as Hanzo narrowed his eyes.

"Bring it on, Grandmaster Sub Zero."

They separated, standing opposite each other with a fair gap between them. The students watched, one grabbing the person standing next to them and shaking them in excitement. Kuai turned his attention back to Hanzo, both bowing politely to each other.

One of the students took it upon themselves to start the match, shouting "3, 2, 1, fight!"

Both men charged forwards, Kuai taking little time to summon an ice axe, and once close enough swinging it at Hanzo, who blocked with his arm guards. Seconds later, Kuai found a fist flying towards his face and he just about managed to dodge before it socked him in the jaw. Another fist that Kuai just about blocked, and he tried to get a hit in himself. Hanzo didn't manage to dodge the first hit, but was quick to avoid the next. Hanzo brought his leg up, landing a kick square in Kuai's stomach and sending him stumbling backwards.

As Kuai caught his breath, he heard the familiar call of "Get over here" before a kunai was lodged into his shoulder and he was pulled forward. He felt a fist collide into his face, before being pushed through a flaming portal. He landed seconds later on the floor, back slamming painfully against it. He didn't think and ponder it though, just rocked his body and jumped back to his feet.

"You never learn," Hanzo grumbled, spinning his chain in his hand.

Kuai laughed, "a man's never too old to learn."

He started to charge forward, creating a path of ice for him to slide on. Hanzo didn't have chance to react before Kuai aimed a series of kick punches over Hanzo's abdomen. Finally Kuai brought his leg up, uppercutting Hanzo with his foot, before kicking him in the chest, sending the man falling to the floor. He summoned an ice sword, placing his foot on Hanzo's chest to hold it down while pointing the tip of the sword to his jugular.

"Do you admit defeat Grandmaster Hasashi?" He asked, feeling himself give him a cocky smirk.

"I yield," Hanzo replied.

Kuai cheerfully crushed the sword beneath his hands and removed his foot. As he held his hand out to help Hanzo up, he could hear the students begin to clap. Hanzo took his hand, and Kuai hauled his friend to his feet. Hanzo brushed down his outfit, giving Kuai a strange look.

"Maybe you are right, about not being too old to learn, I swear you never used to be that quick," Hanzo commented, reaching to lightly pat Kuai's back. "Good boy."

Kuai had no idea why, but suddenly the room felt hot. Very hot. Boiling even. Did Hanzo set me on fire? But no, there was no flame. What the hell is wrong with me? Then the words "good boy" echoed through his mind in Hanzo's voice, and he felt something stirring in his stomach. His breathing hitched, suddenly realising the hot feeling was arousal. Kuai had long developed feelings for Hanzo, ones he'd kept very much to himself, and he'd always managed to control himself.

So what the hell was with those two words that got this sort of reaction out of him?

"Uh, Grandmaster Sub Zero, are you okay?" One of the students asked, pulling him back to reality.

"Yes, I am fine, sorry," he assured, despite now noticing how Hanzo was looking him up and down. "I believe that's all for now, unless you have anything to add, Grandmaster Hasashi?"

"No, I have nothing more for today." Hanzo was still looking at him, brows together in concern. Kuai tried to shoot him a reassuring smile before returning his attention to the students.

"You are all dismissed," he stated, giving a small bow as the students bowed back as a sign of respect and slowly leaving. Kuai turned back to Hanzo, the man's eyes hadn't left him. Oh god, does he realise why I'm bright red?

"Are you okay Kuai Liang?" Hanzo asked, one hand reaching Kuai's shoulder while he pressed the back of his hand against Kuai's forehead as if to check his temperature. "You're very red in the face."

"Ah, just a hot flush for some reason." He offered a toothy grin, hoping Hanzo would buy his bullshit. He slowly lifted an ice covered hand to his cheek, it offering relief for his burning face. "I just need to cool down, that's all."

Hanzo nodded as he retracted his hands, "very well. Promise me if it does not get better you will go to the medbay."

"I will," Kuai assured him, offering yet another bow that was returned before he turned on his heel and walked straight to the door.

Once he was through and the automatic doors closed behind him, he threw his hands over his face and groaned extremely loudly, bending forward as he did. He wanted so bad for the earth below him to open up and swallow him whole. He quickly straightened back out, smoothing down his hair and continuing on his way before someone saw him.

No matter how hard he tried, he could not stop thinking about what had just happened.

Good boy.

God those two words were echoing through his head. Every time the heat had settled, those words came to his mind and he was straight back to square one. It wasn't just the words themselves now that he really analysed the event, it was how Hanzo had said them. So approving. So affectionate. So full of praise.

He entered the break room without much purpose, despite how he stormed in, still far too heated by what had just happened. Sat at a coffee table was Johnny and Kung Jin who both looked over to him as he entered. He wasn't sure this was something he should really talk about in front of Jin, but at the same time good lord he needed to get these thoughts out of his head. And he had talked in length to Johnny about his growing feelings for the Shirai Ryu Grandmaster.

"Hey Ice Cube, everything okay, you look a little red in the face," Johnny commented as Kuai walked towards him. Once he reached where Johnny and Jin were sitting, Kuai lent forward bracing himself against the couch, looking Johnny in the eyes.

"Hanzo called me a good boy, and I feel like I'm about to die!"

Johnny stared at Kuai in silence for a few minutes. He sighed, slapping his knee before standing up "Right, imma go get the wine cause this sounds like it's gonna be a long one."

He stood up and walked over to the fridge. Kuai let himself fall back onto the couch, rubbing his eyes with his hands before looking up to see Kung Jin smiling widely at him.

"So, Hanzo Hasashi, huh?" Kuai wanted to slap the smirk off Jin's face. "Personally, I think you could do better, but hey."

"I don't remember asking for your opinion," Kuai snapped, but not in a mean way. Jin just chuckled.

"Alright, wine's here," Johnny claimed, sitting down on the sofa and placing three wine glasses on the coffee table. "So, what happened exactly?"

"We were training the new students," Kuai started, listening to Johnny hum in conformation as he started pouring out the wine. "And a student asked which of us was stronger, so we sparred and I won, and then Hanzo patted me on the back and called me a good boy, at which point I felt like I was on fire."

"Ah. So you've discovered you have a praise kink," Johnny sagely replied, passing his companions a glass of wine each. Jin spluttered at what Johnny had said.

"What the hell is a praise kink?" Kuai questioned, accepting the wine and taking a sip.

"It's when receiving praise gives you sexual pleasure," Johnny explained, reaching over to lightly slap Jin to stop his giggling.

"Who would get sexual pleasure from receiving praise?" Kuai shook his head and took a large swig of the wine.

"You, apparently," Jin added, and Kuai spat his wine back out into his glass. He shot a glare so hateful that if looks could kill Jin would have been dead where he sat.

He opened his mouth to argue, until a traitorous part of his mind began to point out that Jin was right. Had that not been what Kuai realised the heat was? Arousal? For some reason Hanzo calling him a good boy had just really turned him on. Is that what this is then? A praise kink? The thought was weird, he believed he'd figured everything he liked in terms of sex years ago. Surely he was far too old to be discovering new kinks?

He whined, "that's really what this is, isn't it?" He pushed the palm of his hand against his forehead, feeling his face heat up yet again. "I'm having a midlife crisis where I crush on my friend and gain new kinks."

"'Fraid so man," Johnny chuckled, reaching over to pat Kuai's knee. "Maybe this is your sign to tell him how you feel."

"Yeah, go get yourself a top Grandmaster," Jin encouraged, and Kuai couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"You," he started while pointing at Jin, "shut up." Jin began cackling again. Kuai pointed to Johnny, "and you. We've established why I'm not telling Hanzo anything."

"I don't know why," Jin stated, and Kuai gave a frustrated sigh.

"Because Hanzo's still grieving, and I don't want to ruin the friendship we've built just because I'm an idiot who-" he was interrupted by Johnny slapping his arm hard. "Ow!"

"No! None of that," Johnny chastised, "you are not an idiot, certainly not because you have emotions."

"But-" Johnny slapped him again, "ow, would you stop doing that!"

"Not until you stop putting yourself down," Johnny warned. Kuai opened his mouth but before he could speak he was smacked again. "No!"

"Okay, okay!" Kuai held his hands up in surrender, "but the point still stands. I risk making everything between us extremely awkward. It's the best for both of us if I don't say anything."

Johnny sighed, "somehow, I doubt that very much."

Kuai didn't reply, just stared into his wine glass silently. It was for the best that Kuai hold his feelings to his chest. He highly doubted Hanzo would ever feel the same way about him. He was nothing really special, not really anything particularly desirable.

How could anyone ever feel that way about about him?

Somehow, the idea he had discovered a new kink was not making it easy to sleep.

Not that he usually slept well anyway. Between insomnia, nightmares, night terrors and sleep paralysis it was very difficult to get a full 8 hours, often running on empty. That said, insomnia because his mind was working too much and overthinking was preferable to the other three possibilities, so he supposed he could live with this. He could always have some coffee in the morning, no matter how much he hated the stuff.

So, the first thing I need to figure out, why have I only just discovered this is a thing I'm into?

Now that he thought about it, he supposed the answer to that was fairly simple. Most of his previous sexual encounters had been rough and fast, nothing about them led to praise. How he hadn't figured it out from a nonsexual sense was also pretty easy to put together. He just rarely received praise. He had been seen as a troublemaker in the Lin Kuei, he was never given praise or compliments, just constant criticism. Even as he grew older, outside of a few "good jobs" he couldn't remember the last time someone sincerely gave him any sort of recognition that wasn't related to work.

He was also sure there was a psychologist out there who would have a field day with that information.

Okay, so, the next question. Is this something mostly exclusive to Hanzo, or would it work with anyone?

His immediate thought was Johnny, but that idea just made him laugh rather than feel horny. His mind started to wander to Tomas, but that thought just hurt far too much to even entertain. Sektor was a bastard would never give him a compliment so the utter unrealistic nature of the fantasy meant he felt nothing from it. He wasn't sure he felt too comfortable thinking of anyone else in this context. So, that question remained unanswered for now.

Is this all coming out because I've been bottling up my feelings for so long?

There was no doubt, the answer was yes. He had felt like this for Hanzo since the early days of their truce. It had been slow at first, Kuai noticing little things in Hanzo that he found attractive. The first time he'd managed to coax a smile out of the other man had left Kuai swooning. Then there was his personality. Strict to most, but gentle when he needed to be. When he stayed at the Shirai Ryu temple for the first time, he had one of the worst night terrors he'd ever experienced. But Hanzo had been there, holding him close and telling him he was okay and safe until Kuai was calm. He had no obligation to do that, even if they both knew Kuai often did the same for Hanzo.

Kuai wondered what it'd be like to kiss him sometimes. How it'd feel to have Hanzo's hot body close to his own. How it would feel to have Hanzo leaning over him with a hand around his throat. How it'd feel to have Hanzo inside him.

He felt his cock stir.

No. Not doing that. He'd promised himself that he'd not touch himself to such fantasies about his friend and it was one he was going to keep. No matter how sexually frustrated it left him. He took a few breaths, pushing the thoughts out of his mind by reminding himself why he couldn't do this.

One night when Hanzo had stayed at the Lin Kuei temple, he'd had a nightmare about the deaths of Harumi and Satoshi. Kuai had been there for him, the reverse of the previous situation. Hanzo had talked about how deeply the death still effected him. He'd confided in detail about how even after all these years and vengeance finally found he was still grieving. He would always love Harumi.

And that was why Kuai couldn't just spit out the truth.

It would be reckless and stupid, likely to cause far more harm than good. He would not be selfish and demand Hanzo's love in return, no matter how much it hurt him.

Besides, he could never love me back. I am not worthy of such things.

He had known for a long time, he was not really someone people ever fell in love with. He couldn't blame anyone, not really. No matter how many times Johnny tried to tell him that the voices in his head were lying, they were very convincing.

I am awful, a monster, I can never be loved. He felt tears roll down his cheeks. I don't deserve anyone, let alone someone like Hanzo.

He closed his eyes, and let himself weep.

Kuai shuffled through the cupboards, looking to see what the strongest coffee they had was. He was exhausted, unable to sleep after his epiphany last night. Does the realisation of a kink really constitute an epiphany? He wasn't sure but it felt like one. Still, it was something he wasn't going to act on, especially not with Hanzo.

"Good morning." Kuai almost jumped at Hanzo's sudden voice. It's like he knew I was thinking about him.

"Morning, Hanzo," he greeted instead, finally deciding which coffee he wanted and pulling it from the cabinet. Instant coffee, so he wouldn't have to try and figure out how to work the coffee machine on no sleep.

Hanzo watched him spoon the coffee into the mug, and eyebrow raised, "don't you hate coffee?"

"I do," he replied, putting the cup under the hot water dispenser and began to fill it up. "But I didn't sleep and I need the caffeine."

"Why didn't you sleep?" Hanzo asked and Kuai had hoped so badly that he wouldn't. Still he put the mug back on the counter and reached for the sugar.

"Nightmares, that's all," he tried to dismiss, as he dumped a teaspoon of sugar into his coffee.

"Just nightmares?" Hanzo watched Kuai scooping another spoonful of sugar. "It wasn't night terrors or sleep paralysis again?"

"No, no just normal nightmares." He continued to put another two spoons of sugar into the drink.

"They don't usually keep you awake all night," Hanzo commented. Kuai almost cursed that the other man was so aware of the troubles Kuai had with sleeping. It made it so much harder to use it as an excuse. "What was it about?"

"Hm, nothing in particular," Kuai attempted to play it down. He was up to 7 spoonfuls of sugar now and this was apparently the point Hanzo felt inclined to intervene by reaching to grab his wrist.

"Sometimes I wonder how you still have teeth." Kuai huffed at the comment, pulling his arm free and finally putting the sugar inside, instead going to the fridge to retrieve the milk. "Why are you reluctant to tell me about this nightmare?"

"I'm not," Kuai tried to argue, before pouring so much milk into his coffee it went from brown to practically white. "It's just not particularly interesting."

There was a long stretch of silence as Kuai returned the milk back to it's proper place. He finally took a sip of the coffee, and despite the sugar and milk, he still gagged at what little coffee he could actually taste. Hanzo looked vaguely amused for a second, before his face returned to it's normal more serious nature.

"It was about me, wasn't it?"

The question made Kuai pause with the mug inches away from his lips. "Pardon?"

"Your nightmare was about me," Hanzo reiterated. Kuai just looked at him apprehensively, because yes Hanzo was the reason he hadn't slept, but it wasn't a nightmare in the strictest sense. "That's why you are reluctant to talk to me about it."

"I-" Kuai knew his hesitation was confirmation that Hanzo was at least partially right. "It's... complicated, okay?"

"But-"

"Hanzo, I don't want to talk about it," he snapped. He felt bad when he saw the look of hurt on Hanzo's face. "Sorry. I just... Please can we drop it?"

Hanzo stared at him before he muttered "very well."

Kuai could feel the awkwardness between them. He winced slightly, he hated not telling Hanzo the truth. For most of their friendship Kuai had been open with everything he felt and went through. Clearly Hanzo had begun to expect that Kuai would trust him with anything. And it hurt to realise that maybe there were still secrets between them.

"I have to go get ready for my training session," Kuai finally announced, making a break for the door before Hanzo could stop him. He didn't look back.

He was aware how much of a coward he was being.

He had spent the whole day going out of his way to avoid Hanzo. He just couldn't bare to look at him right now. Hanzo must have noticed, there was no way he didn't when Kuai immediately made a beeline for the exit whenever Hanzo showed up.

He'd just finished todays training session, trying to quickly return to his quarters before anyone caught him. He was making good progress, until another door opened and he walking into someone. He stumbled, about to apologies for not paying attention until he realised who it was.

"Hanzo," Kuai choked, biting the inside of his cheek. Because of course out of everyone it could have possibly been, it was Hanzo.

"Kuai, I know you've been avoiding me." Hanzo crossed his arms in front of his chest. "Please can you just talk to me?"

"I don't want-"

"Don't do that," Hanzo warned, interrupting Kuai. Kuai's eye twitched. "Clearly this nightmare has effected you deeply, and it worries me that you're trying to deal with it alone."

Kuai groaned and rubbed his temples, "it's nothing."

"It clearly isn't," Hanzo argued. "Did I hurt you? Is there something I did that triggered this? Because you know if I did, I didn't intend to, I just want to help you and make amends, and I can't if you keep pushing me away."

"Hanzo, please-"

"Why won't you just tell me whats wrong?" Hanzo demanded, and Kuai finally felt something in his mind snap.

"You want to know whats wrong?" Kuai yelled, throwing his hands down. "It wasn't a nightmare! Okay?" He was waving his arms with every word he spoke, "I couldn't sleep because yesterday you called me a good boy and ever since I haven't been able to stop thinking about you calling me that while fucking me in the ass!"

The silence absolutely deafened him. He gasped, realising what he'd just said. His hand clamped over his mouth, heat blossoming in his cheeks and his eyes stinging. His vision blurred, he couldn't even see Hanzo anymore to see how he was reacting. His heart hurt.

"Kuai Liang," Hanzo whispered. Through his tears, Kuai could see him reach forward, but Kuai quickly pulled away before he could touch him. Please, don't fucking touch me.

Kuai turned and walked away, completely blocking out the sound of Hanzo calling his name and begging him to come back.

He returned to his quarters, threw himself onto the bed and used the pillow to muffle his screams of anguish.

Of course, tonight would be one of those nights.

And out of all the things it could possibly be, it had to be sleep paralysis.

He opened his eyes, unsure what had woken him up. He tried to push himself to sit up, but he found his arms just refused to work. Neither was any other part of his body. He breathed deep, trying to keep himself calm, knowing this feeling would pass. That was until he saw two glowing eyes come into his vision.

Sektor stood over him, clearly contemplating what he was about to do. Kuai could only watch in trepidation, as Sektor started to make a move towards him, his hand morphing into a circular saw that Kuai knew all too well what he intended to do with. Cut into his head, through his flesh and bone, until he'd managed to pull Kuai's brain from his body. Behind Sektor, he realised he could now see the shell of an empty cyber body, no doubt the one he would be inhabiting.

He screwed his eyes shut, his mind a mantra of it's not real, this isn't real, he can't really hurt you. It wasn't real, not right then, even if it had been once. He kept this eyes closed, trying to will his limbs into moving.

Slowly, he felt his fingers start to flex, and he gave a relieved sob. Slowly, his movement returned, but kept his eyes closed until he could move freely enough to sit himself up. He finally peered around his dark room. Neither Sektor nor the cyber body were there. He rocked back and forth, grasping his hair in one hand as he felt tears drip down his cheeks.

He stayed like that for some time until he managed to calm down enough to be able to stand. Grabbing his night robe, he pulled it around himself, and went to leave the room. He wouldn't be able to attempt sleep again for a while, if he tried too soon he would just find himself suffering paralysis again.

Instead he made his way to the break room, gathering a glass and pouring himself a drink of milk. His hands shook the entire time, and he was amazed he didn't spill anything. He sat at the breakfast bar, taking a sip of milk and trying to think of anything to distract his mind from what just happened.

In the distance, he could hear footsteps, and he recognised them as Hanzo's. For a ninja, he was very heavy footed, it made it easy to identify him. The footsteps approached the break room, and Kuai heard them pause in the doorway.

"Kuai Liang?" Hanzo softly questioned, and even without looking at him, Kuai knew the look he was being given. That particular look Hanzo gave when he was worried about something.

"Why are you up?" Kuai asked, not taking his eyes off the glass of milk.

"Sonya requested I do a late night training simulation." He could hear Hanzo's foot steps get close. "What happened?"

"Sleep paralysis," Kuai admitted, voice cracking ever so slightly. "Cyber initiative."

Hanzo sat down next to him, "do you want to talk about it?"

"There's not much to talk about that I haven't a thousand times already," Kuai replied with a sob. "I just need to stay awake for a while. Distract myself."

Hanzo nodded silently. "I know it is likely not the distraction, you want, but..." Hanzo took a deep breath, Kuai knew exactly what was going to happen next. "We need to talk about earlier."

"Do we need to?" Kuai placed his head in his hands. "Can't we just agree to never talk about this again?"

"No, we need to talk," Hanzo insisted. "How long have you been feeling this way?"

"Do you mean about the praise kink or just in general?" Kuai asked, although he didn't give Hanzo chance to reply before he said, "because the praise kink is definitely a new thing, but my feelings for you..." Kuai paused to lick his lips. "That's been growing for a while."

"Okay," Hanzo said, linking his fingers and staring at his hands in front of him. "Have you kept this completely to yourself or have there been clues I have missed."

Kuai was silent, trying to think if he'd ever really done anything to make his attraction known. There was only one incident he could think of. "That time I was drunk and decided to sit in your lap is the boldest I've been about it."

Hanzo nodded, still staring at his hands, "and, why haven't you acted on these feelings?"

"Isn't that obvious?" Kuai asked with an eyebrow raised. Hanzo finally looked at him, face flat. Clearly the answer wasn't obvious. "Because I know you are still grieving. You are my dearest friend and it would be selfish of me to ask more than that from you."

"You know what your problem is?" Hanzo started, and Kuai felt himself shrink a little. "You put everyone else above you. Everyone's happiness is your priority except your own." Kuai looked away, feeling weirdly ashamed of himself. "It is not selfish to want intimacy. It is not selfish to want happiness." Kuai felt Hanzo's hand grasp his shoulder but Kuai still couldn't bring himself to look up. "Why are you denying yourself these things?"

"Because I don't deserve them," Kuai admitted before he'd managed to think about it and stop himself. He closed his eyes a grit his teeth as he heard Hanzo take a very sharp breath. "It's true, though. I'm just a tired hurt old man, why would I ever be worthy of love?"

"Kuai Liang," Hanzo barked causing Kuai to jump and actually look at Hanzo. His face was tight, looking positively furious. Kuai couldn't help but gulp, he hadn't been the recipient of Hanzo's anger in so long, he'd forgotten how intimidating he was. "You are the strongest, kindest, most forgiving and beautiful man I know, and I will not let you sit here and say such awful untrue things about yourself!"

Hanzo's hands suddenly grabbed Kuai's cheeks, fingers digging in so hard Kuai felt like his skull was going to cave it. "You deserve happiness more than anyone else I know." It was cruel, that despite Hanzo's passion on the subject, Kuai's brain was insisting it was all a lie. "I know that look, I know you don't believe me but..."

Hanzo removed his hands from the sides of Kuai's head and took his hand.

"Come," he ordered, pulling on Kuai's hand. He wasn't sure where Hanzo was taking him, but he was still willing to follow him through the corridors of the base.

Eventually Kuai found himself being guided through the door to Hanzo's quarters. Kuai hesitated.

"Hanzo, I can't sleep yet, if I do I'll just get paralysis again," he tried to inform, despite doing nothing to stop Hanzo. The door hissed shut behind them.

"We aren't here to sleep," Hanzo announced.

Kuai tilted his head, "then why-"

Kuai was completely interrupted by Hanzo pulling him close and claiming his lips in a bruising kiss. Kuai blinked, and he wanted so badly to melt into the kiss, but his mind was screaming at him not to. Hanzo finally pulled away, frowning as he did.

"Are you okay?" Hanzo asked.

"I-" Kuai blinked, mind not working the way he wanted it to. "Hanzo, I- I don't understand."

"I want to show you how much you deserve this," Hanzo stated, gently kissing the edge of Kuai's mouth. "If you will let me."

Kuai swallowed, it had been so long since anyone had been intimate him like this. And there was that voice again, telling him he wasn't enough, that all of this was some sort of act of pity.

"Kuai Liang?" Hanzo gently prompted. "If you don't want this, we don't have to do anything."

"I- I want to," Kuai stated, placing his hands on Hanzo's chest. "But I worry if this is something you want."

Hanzo closed his eyes and muttered under his breath in Japanese. He reopened his eyes and said "if I did not want this, I would not have suggested it." Hanzo placed his hand under Kuai's chin and thumb against his lips. "Now, stop trying to make excuses, and think about yourself for once." Hanzo lent in, mouth against Kuai's ear as he whispered. "And seeing as that's an order, you want to be a good boy for me, right?"

Oh. He felt his face getting hot again. "That's not fair."

Hanzo chuckled and kissed Kuai's cheek, "then, tell me, what can I do to make it fair?"

Kuai considered the question. He trailed fingers along Hanzo's clothed chest. He wanted to touch Hanzo's skin. "Clothes off," Kuai quietly demanded, not wanting to come across as too forceful.

"Very well," Hanzo murmured, lightly nipping Kuai's earlobe before pulling back.

Kuai was unable to look away as Hanzo started to pull his armour off piece by piece. Soon he was shirtless and Kuai could truly admire the way his muscles flexed as he moved. Kuai's mouth went dry as he watched Hanzo hook his thumbs into his trousers and underwear and begin to pull them down. Hanzo's cock bobbed free from it's constraints, already half hard and Kuai felt like his head was spinning. He'd always stopped his fantasies short of Hanzo actually being naked, and yet here he was without a stitch of clothing right in front of him.

Hanzo gave a sly smile, "I take it you like what you see?"

"Very much so," Kuai said, his eyes slowly looking over Hanzo's body. "You're very handsome."

Hanzo chuckled in response. While Kuai felt self conscious in comparison, he reached for the edges of his robe and slowly pulled it away. He could feel Hanzo's gaze burrow into him as he watched with interest. He slowly removed his own pants, his own half hard cock now out for display. As Hanzo stood and eyeballed him, Kuai suddenly felt aware of every scar and imperfection he had on his body.

Yet Hanzo looked at him with nothing but adoration.

"You're beautiful," Hanzo assured him, as if realising how shy Kuai felt in that moment. "Tell me, what is you want now?"

"I want to-" he stopped himself, somehow saying what he wanted out loud felt dirty. He calmed himself. "I want to have sex. With you." He added the last bit, although when it came from his mouth, he realised how that seemed to be a given in this situation.

Hanzo didn't comment on that bit, just walked over and took Kuai's hand. "Good," he beamed, pulling Kuai close to kiss again. "Hm, would you prefer to-"

"Bottom," he interjected, already knowing where the question was going. Hanzo looked a little taken aback, and suddenly all that insecurity came back. "I mean, if that's okay with you?"

"Of course," Hanzo assured him, hand landing on Kuai's hip. "I was just surprised how quickly you answered."

"I know what I like," Kuai replied with a shrug. He'd spent time in his youth experimenting, and had come to the conclusion he found it a lot more pleasurable being the bottom. For him, nothing felt better than being stretched and filled just right.

"Good, that's good." Hanzo softly kissed the top of his head, before slowly leading him towards the bed. "If you want something, I want you to say so, okay?"

"Yes," Kuai agreed, sitting on the edge of the bed and watching as Hanzo reached for a drawer.

"Good boy," Hanzo complimented and Kuai felt his body going hot again. He was still blown away by how much of an effect two simple words had on him, the way the heat settled in his stomach and he felt his cock growing harder.

Hanzo pulled out a bottle of lube from the drawer, and Kuai shuffled back to lay on the bed, spreading his legs in anticipation. He briefly considered why Hanzo just happened to have a bottle of lube lying around, and now Kuai looked at the bottle he realised it looked suspiciously like medical lubricant. Did he steal that from the medbay? He didn't get chance to ask as Hanzo was soon knelt between his legs and applying the lube to his fingers.

"Ready?" Hanzo asked, and Kuai gave an affirmative nod. He felt a single finger trace around the rim, before slowly pushing in. Kuai hissed slightly, it had been a few years since he'd last been intimate with anyone, he'd started to forget what it felt like. Hanzo stopped, studying Kuai's face before asking, "are you okay?"

"Yes, forgive me it has been a while," Kuai admitted. "I just need to get used to the feeling. Take it slowly, please."

"I will." Hanzo kissed Kuai's inner thigh, before slowly pushing more of his finger inside. Kuai spread his legs just a little wider, as Hanzo began to push in and out. As he got used to it, he could feel himself relaxing, toes curling and clutching the bedsheets between them.

Hanzo lent forward and kissed Kuai's belly, Kuai arching his back up into the action.

"Another finger, please," Kuai softly begged, feeling ready to go forward. More words of praise tumbled from Hanzo's lips as he added a second finger inside Kuai. Kuai trembled at the feeling, gods, how had he forgotten how good this felt.

Two fingers became three, and three became four. Kuai loose and slick enough for Hanzo to scissor him open with little effort. As good as it felt, being filled after so long, there was something else he wanted inside him.

"Hanzo, I'm ready, I need you," Kuai groaned, voice husky and full of longing. Hanzo acknowledged him with a hum, his fingers slipping free. He reached for the lube again, slicking himself up. "Wait," Kuai sat up slightly, propping himself on his forearms. He felt a small nagging doubt, but tried to reassure himself with what Hanzo had said about voicing his desire. He took a deep breath, "I want to ride you."

Hanzo broke into a lopsided smile, clearly pleased by Kuai's assertion. "Yes, that's it," Hanzo coaxed, reaching to pull Kuai up, and shifting the two of them so that Hanzo was where Kuai had once been, and Kuai was now straddling his waist. "You're being so good for me, telling me what you want."

The praise made Kuai shudder, lifting his hips just a little and hands braced on Hanzo's chest. With one hand, Hanzo held his cock against Kuai's hole, while the other reached around to grope Kuai's ass. Kuai groaned, slowly lowering himself down onto Hanzo. His body easily accepted the entrance, even as Hanzo's cock pressed deeper than his fingers did. Soon he'd bottomed out, the hand Hanzo had used to guide his cock now reaching to grip Kuai's hip.

"How are you feeling?" Hanzo questioned softly, squeezing Kuai's hip gently.

"I'm good," Kuai returned, "I just need a minute." Feeling so full for in the first time in years was both wonderful and overwhelming. While he wanted to start moving, he just wanted a moment to marvel on how amazing this felt.

"Take as long as you need." Hanzo's other hand settled on Kuai's hip too, and he slowly started to rub circles with his thumb.

Kuai closed his eyes and bit his lip. He chanced lifting himself slightly, before settling back down, testing the angle. It wasn't quite right. He pushed himself up straight, lifting with his knees and doing the same action. A small jolt of pleasure ran up his spine, and he knew he'd got it right.

He made eye contact with Hanzo as he stated, "I'm ready."

Hanzo hummed, his fingers digging into Kuai's hips and he helped lift Kuai until only the tip of his cock was left inside. As Kuai descended, Hanzo thrust up meeting him half way. Kuai gasped, the action almost knocking the air from his lungs. It took a bit of trial and error, but they started to gain a rhythm. As Kuai ascended, Hanzo would pull back, and as Kuai slipped down, Hanzo pushed up into him. Their bodies connected, Hanzo's pelvis hitting Kuai's backside hard enough for there to be an audible slap.

Hanzo groaned, grip on Kuai's hips tightening. Any worry Kuai had about this was long gone. Hanzo's brow was covered in sweat but he looked so enthralled by watching Kuai bounce on his cock. Somehow, knowing Hanzo was enjoying this so much made it all the sweeter. Every so often, more words of encouragement spilled from Hanzo's mouth like a gospel.

Kuai could feel himself slowly creeping closer to completion. Every time Hanzo's cock hit that spot inside him, he felt precum dribble from his own cock, hard and so far untouched. That would have to change.

"H-Hanzo," he panted, not realising until that moment how breathless this all was leaving him. "P-Please, touch me."

"Of course," Hanzo grunted during a particularly hard thrust. He removed a hand from Kuai's hips, reaching to grasp his cock instead. He gave a stroke, and Kuai instinctively bucked his hips. "That's it, that's good, so good for me."

"Yes," Kuai agreed, eyes briefly rolling back in pleasure. "Yes, so good."

Hanzo's hand caressed his cock slowly, thumb rubbing circles into the tip and causing Kuai to whine. Pent up sexual frustration combined with the duel pleasure of Hanzo's cock and hand was very quickly bringing him to a climax. He could feel himself trembling with every thrust.

"I'm close," he warned, not wanting to do so unannounced.

"Then cum for me, Kuai Liang," Hanzo ordered.

Kuai reached his limit, throwing his head back, a satisfied squeal coming from his lips as he felt himself release. Kuai clenched around Hanzo, causing the other man to give a loud growl and one final hard thrust up as deep as he could get before he too came. Kuai sat settled on Hanzo's hips, cock still thrusting slightly following the after shocks while the hand milked Kuai of all he was worth.

They stayed like that for a moment. Kuai could feel Hanzo starting to soften inside of him, finally leading him to pull out. Kuai didn't move, mind too full of a glorious haze. Why had he denied himself this for so long? Hanzo sat up, hands cupping Kuai's cheeks again.

"You did so well," Hanzo complimented, Kuai's breathing hitched. "I'm so proud of you."

Those words hit him straight in the chest. So full of devotion and affection. He felt overwhelmed, eyes stinging as he began to quake. He let out a loud sob, falling forward and burying his face into Hanzo's neck while his arms wrapped around. He clung to Hanzo as if he would fall if he didn't. He couldn't stop the tears, he just wailed, tasting salt on his lips and tongue. Hanzo's arms embraced him, holding him close as he whispered assurances into Kuai's ear.

For the first time in years, he felt loved.

Kuai slept the best he had in years.

Even so, when he felt light filtering through the curtain, his eyes slowly fluttered open. He was still in Hanzo's room, the taller man laying next to him, arms holding Kuai's back to his chest. It was comfortable, Hanzo was warm in a way Kuai was so unused to feeling.

Kuai's eyes flicked to the alarm clock on the side, seeing the time was 6:50 in the morning. "Shit," he muttered, remembering he had a training session to teach at 8.

Hanzo stirred next to him, groggily asking, "what time is it?"

"Ten to seven," Kuai replied. Hanzo groaned loudly in return.

"Too early then," he mumbled, burying his face into Kuai's neck.

"Maybe for you," Kuai quietly chuckled, "I have to teach in an hour."

Hanzo gave an overdramatic whine, tightening his grip ever so slightly, "no. You're mine, they can't have you."

Kuai snorted, "I don't think Sonya will see it that way."

Hanzo made another disapproving noise, but finally released Kuai. Both men, unpeeled the covers, and sat up. Kuai winced slightly, feeling a small amount of pain from his backside. Hanzo clearly noticed, looking at him with concern.

"I'm fine," Kuai assured him, "just a little sore, that's all." This seemed to satisfy Hanzo, who nodded and reached to brush Kuai's hair from his face. "Thank you for last night, Hanzo," Kuai sincerely whispered, "I had not realised how much I needed it."

"I know you have trouble seeing your own worth," Hanzo started, stroking Kuai's hair as he spoke, "but you deserve so much more than you allow yourself to have." He lent in, kissing Kuai's forehead. "I will show you how much you mean to the world, even if it takes the rest of my life to make you believe it."

Kuai paused at that, the sudden realisation that last night may not be a one time thing was somewhat startling but... felt wonderful. His previous relationships could hardly be considered serious, simple friends with benefits situations. No real emotion involved.

"So, what does this make us?" Kuai asked, almost afraid that Hanzo would insist they stay friends with the added benefit of sex. He wasn't sure his heart could take a relationship like that with Hanzo.

"What would you like it to make us?" Hanzo questioned in return, pulling back to look Kuai in the eye.

"I-" Kuai stared into Hanzo's eyes. Every emotion he'd seen the night before was still reflected in those dark brown iris. He choked slightly before finally saying "I'd like us to be boyfriends."

The second that word came from Kuai's mouth, Hanzo began to smile. Kuai felt his heart beat so hard it almost broke through his chest.

"I would like us to be boyfriends too."

Kuai let out a laugh of disbelief. Boyfriends. He had a boyfriend. Hanzo was his boyfriend.

"What about-" Kuai paused again, maybe bringing up Hanzo's dead wife right now was not a good idea. But Hanzo's smile did not falter.

"There will always be love for Harumi within my heart," Hanzo remarked, "but I have also come to realise she would not want me to wallow in solitude if there was a chance for me to find happiness with someone else." Hanzo stroked his hand through Kuai's hair, before trailing it along his jaw until it loosely held his chin up. "And I believe I would be very happy with you."

A warm feeling filled Kuai's chest. So gleeful that not even the voices in his head dared to try and spoil it for him. He lent forward, giving Hanzo a quick kiss. For once, everything felt good with his life.

The alarm clock beeped, alerting them that it was now 7AM, meaning Kuai had exactly an hour to get ready for his lesson. Kuai pouted, disappointed he didn't have more time to spend with Hanzo. Hanzo have a small chuckle, before kissing him on the cheek.

"You should go get ready," he said, pulling back and settling down into his bed again, "I will be here when you are done."

That assurance was what Kuai needed. He slipped out of the bed, grabbing his discarded pants and pulling them on. He grabbed his robe, not bothering to put it on and rather slinging it over his shoulder as he approached the door. He looked over his shoulder, Hanzo cocooned in his duvet.

"I'll see you later," Kuai agreed. He wondered for a second if Hanzo had fallened back to sleep already, but the smile on the mans face gave him away. Kuai giggled, before turning to the door and walking out. He stepped into the corridor, closing the door behind him.

"Morning, Grandmaster!"

The sudden voice made Kuai jump a mile. Turning to where it came from, he found Kung Jin to the one side of him. The grin of sheer unadulterated joy on Jin's face told Kuai the young man knew exactly what was going on.

"Good morning, Kung Jin," he greeted instead. Jin's smile didn't falter, but he did approach Kuai. "I don't know what this looks like but-"

"Well, to me it looks like you are doing the walk of shame after spending the night with Grandmaster Hasashi," Jin guessed, as they started walking together.

Kuai laughed under his breath. "Well, you would be wrong about that," He corrected. "This isn't the walk of shame, it's the walk of satisfaction."

Jin looked absolutely giddy from that statement, "So, you and Grandmaster Hasashi?" Kuai gave a very affirmative hum. Jin made a sound that was a mix of a cheer and a laugh, "holy shit!" Jin lightly punched Kuai on the arm. "See, Mr Cage was right!"

"I know, I know," Kuai agreed, thinking about what Johnny's reaction to the news would be. "He is never going to let me live this down."

"As he shouldn't," Jin sang. Kuai rolled his eyes a little. Still, Jin let his excitement settle just a moment to give Kuai a look of admiration. "But seriously, I'm happy for you. Love is a good look for you."

"Wow," Kuai deadpanned, "that sounded like a compliment."

"I'm legally obligated to give exactly one a day, today's belongs to you," Jin joked, causing Kuai to laugh.

"Well, thank you," Kuai said in all sincerity, rubbing the back of his neck. "It means a lot to me."

"Sure thing," Jin beamed. He clasped his hands in front of his as he began to beg, "Please, please can I be there when you tell Mr. Cage? Pretty please?"

Kuai sighed, closed his eyes, and trying to hide his smile behind his hand. He nodding in confirmation, causing Jin to give a triumphant shout of "yes".

He had no doubt Johnny would have a lot to say on the matter.

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