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yandere-genji · 2 years ago

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🖤 tug of war 🖤

TW: YANDERE, NONCON

pairings: Hanzo Shimada/Reader, Genji Shimada/Reader

contains: NSFW, rope play, degrading, a lot of bodily fluids, incest

Genji wanted to tear his heart out of his chest, wanted to rip away at his own flesh to numb the hideous feeling inside of him. The knowledge that you were alone, sharing a bed with his own brother. His brother. His own family, who had betrayed him and took from him what was most precious to him. You. And now while Genji was away, the pain was unbearable. Hanzo knew you were his, too, but decided to take you for himself. Selfish, as he had always been. The elder brother who fancied himself entitled to everything his younger sibling had. This feeling wasn’t new, but was so raw and untamed when it came to you.

At first, he didn’t mind sharing you. It excited him. You were his fixation for so long and denied him endlessly. Once he had you, he could toy with you and punish you as he pleased. He paraded you naked around his chambers and presented you to Hanzo like a puppy with a shiny new toy. It satisfied him to force upon you the demanding role of pleasing him and his brother, it was the last thing you wanted to do and that made him giddy with pleasure. The look on your face when you realized you were helpless to whatever Genji had planned for you, it drove him wild. Made him thirst to torture you, degrade you, use you.

But Hanzo was sure to sour his fun, always the killjoy. He was disciplined, dignified, everything Genji was not. And he had the fucking gall to treat you gently. Care for you after Genji played with you until you were broken. It fucked everything up. And he wouldn’t back off. Genji warned him time and again that you were his to do with as he pleased. Hanzo simply scoffed at him, rubbing in his face the fact that you preferred him and would have ending your own life if it weren’t for his kindness. There was no way Genji could confirm if what he was saying was true, nor did it matter. All that he knew was that Hanzo was becoming an intruder, and he had to be dealt with.

You rest in Hanzo’s arms as he was mending a few wounds on your body that Genji had inflicted on you the night before. His muscular body was hard and firm, but his warmth was all the comfort you needed. He became your only source of safety, your saving grace in the living hell you were held captive in. The surface of your skin stung when he applied alcohol to clean it and you hissed in pain. Hanzo softly kissed your temple, rubbed his thumb over your waist and assured you that it would be over soon. He bandaged your wounds, stroking your hair to comfort you afterwards. You thanked him meekly, resting your head into the crook of his neck.

Genji arrived, wild as a sandstorm and equally as furious at the sight of you in his brother’s embrace. He looked venomous, bloodthirsty and immediately you began to cry. Your body shook in fear, flinching in anticipation of whatever pain he was going to bring you next. But Hanzo gripped you tightly and held your chest against his.

“Calm yourself,” he demanded, matching Genji’s sickening glare, “There is no need for you to encroach upon my room so disorderly.”

“I should kill you for this!” Genji’s teeth clenched tightly as he spoke, almost hissing , “What right do you have touching things that aren’t yours?”

“I will not entertain this conversation,” this scene had been played out tirelessly between the two brothers who seemed never satisfied to share you, “Leave us be. We will speak later.”

“You forget yourself, brother,” Genji spoke through bated breath, stepping closer toward the bed, “Am I not the one who brought to you my precious pet?”

“Yes,” Hanzo spoke, “For that I am grateful. Still-“

Before Hanzo could finish, Genji roared in reply, “Then it is a privilege for you to be involved in this arrangement at all! Do not deny me, brother, this will not end well.”

“Very well,” Hanzo loosened his hold on you, much to your distress. Though you tried to reattach yourself onto him, he captured your arms in his hand and set them to your side as he sauntered away, toward his brother.

“Father will be pleased to see you,” Genji spoke calmly with a grin, “He must be so concerned to see you away from the manor for so long.”

“Yes,” Hanzo matched Genji’s smirk with his own, concealing his tensed jaw, “I am certain of that. It is already a shame for him to have one frivolous son, lest he raise another.”

Genji’s arm twitched and a flash of green threatened to coalesced as he choked the impulse to slap his brother across the face, as he so deserved, “I am a Shimada just as you are, you would be wise to remember that.”

“Shall I impart some wisdom on you, brother?” Hanzo almost whispered as he closed the gap between Genji, face only inches apart, “If you keep breaking your precious toys, there will come a time when there are no longer any pieces left.”

“I am not a monster,” Genji scoffed.

“I will see to it that you are not,” he broke from Genji’s stare and turned back to your shaking form on the bed.

Hanzo left you, alone. With Genji. You no longer had any tears left, face already stained with dried tears and weak sniffling filling the silence of the room. Genji walked towards you, but looked away as if contemplating something. He propped himself on the bed, giving you no acknowledgment as he sat in his thoughts. After a moment of agonizing silence, you heard him chuckling to himself, low and sadistic. Whatever he was laughing about, something in your gut was telling you that you were about to be a victim of his sinister entertainment.

He gripped both your wrists and pinned them above your head. Though you wanted to push him away with a kick to the chest, you knew it was no use. At this point, you settled to just let him have his way with you and get it over with as quickly as possible. You could feel his lips hovering over yours, but kept your eyes shut to try imagining you were somewhere else.

Genji spoke in a hushed voice, fingers tightening around your wrists, “Tell me how much you missed me.”

There was a script you followed in your head from the many times you had to fawn over your captor, “I’ve missed you so much, master.”

He squeezed tighter and you couldn’t help the breath escaping your lips from the pressure, “Yes, you must have missed me so much you had to resort to fucking my brother,” you could feel bruises forming on the supple skin he was gripping, “what a desperate slut you are.”

Pleas poured from you lips as Genji twisted you onto your stomach. He leaned all of his weight onto your wrists to pin them against your back with one arm as his free hand grabbed a fist of your hair. Your scalp was stinging and tears burned down the side of your face.

“Let’s see if he still wants you once I’m done with you,” he let go of your hair, granting you momentary relief so he could free his cock. You felt his half-hard cock slap against your thigh before he positioned it against your hole. Hanzo had already made love to you moments before Genji had arrived. A hiss escaped through his teeth, displeased at what he saw, “just as I thought, you even let him cum in you. Sluts like you need to be taught a lesson.”

Your body resisted him, but Genji had never listened to what you wanted. You yelped at the forced entry, the sudden fullness had you biting the pillow beneath you for purchase and squeezing your eyes shut tightly. Slowly your body and Genji’s precum lubricated his cock enough for him to pump in and out of you. The hold he kept you in with the discomfort of Genji’s dick fucking into you was enough to let your body go limp. It helped a bit, but nothing could soothe that humiliating feeling of being used as a pawn in the brothers’s constant fight for dominance.

“Both of you need to be taught a lesson,” he punctuated his thought with a thrust deep into your core, “You’re mine. I was the one that fucking found you, I was the one that fucking brought you here and he has the balls to take you from me.”

As he grew angrier, his pace became harsher. He was brutally fucking into you like a horny dog latching onto a pillow. You couldn’t tell if he was desperately searching for release or fucking his frustrations into you, probably a mixture of both. The clap of his balls against your thighs rang in the room and the both of you were drenched in sweat, Genji occasionally slipping gracelessly off of your body.

When his hips began to stutter and his moans turned to hoarse grunts, he released you from his hold and turned you on your back. Before you could even register that you’d been freed, Genji’s cum painted your body. His arms went limp and he lifted his head as he rapidly panted, beginning to laugh with his head tossed back. He looking down at you and the white ribbons of cum splattered on your naked, sweat-drenched body.

“Good…” he huffed, still trying to regain his breath, “Yes, this is perfect.”

He eagerly lifted himself off the bed, smile still wide on his face, “Stay there, slut. I’m not finished with you, yet.”

A wave of relief washed over you once he left, but it was obvious that Genji had something else in store for you. Still, you were happy to clean off whatever excess fluids were on your body. Using a handful of tissues, you wiped yourself as clean as you possibly could without the use of soap and water. It made you feel human, not like the sex toy you had been demeaned to by the two boys.

The sound of soft footsteps and something dragging across the floor approached the door to your chamber. Genji was back and he had brought something with him. As he opened the door, you saw that he was carrying with him a variety of ropes, some already tied in knots and others completely loose. He stared at your newly cleaned torso as he closed the door.

“What the fuck?” his eyebrows knitted together in frustration and he rushed at you, pulling a fistful of your hair, “You think that wiping my cum off of you will make you any more pure, little slut? You think that makes you anything but a dirty fucktoy for me?”

You frantically shook your head as much as you could to avoid the pain in your scalp, “No, master. I’m so sorry. Please punish me.”

He threw you down onto the floor, “Don’t worry, I have a proper punishment for you and my ass of a brother. Sit still.”

Genji grabbed a bundle of rope and moved your body so you were sat comfortably with your hands behind your back. He made quick work in tying your wrist in place. Then, he tied ropes around your thighs to accentuate the curve of your ass. The grip was tight and you could feel the rope burning you when you moved just a bit too much. Finally, he tied rope around your torso and neck, fitted to highlight your best features. Your head and back had been arched by your binds. You knew when he was finished once he pulled back and circled slowly around your body, admiring the work he had done.

“Excellent…” he palmed himself through the loose fabric of his pants, “You’re lucky, I think this is my most generous punishment for you. All you have to do is sit there for me, understand, pet?”

You hummed in response, not wanting to choke yourself under the confines of the ropes. Genji didn’t care what you had to say about the matter, he had already moved on to stroking his bare cock. Tying you up seemed to have quickly excited him, and though he had already cum just moments ago, you could see his hips shaking eagerly. Soon, the familiar streaks of warmth covered your body. You could do nothing but sit and pose involuntarily for his pleasure. Still, he wasn’t done. Genji kept stroking himself, stepping forward to circle his dick around your lips, peaking the tip into your mouth. You sucked on it, a reflex you learned from all your time with him.

He pulled back just enough to cum again, over your lips, dripping over the curves of your cheeks, “Don’t you even think of swallow that. I know that’s what cum loving sluts like you do, but this isn’t for you to swallow.”

He continued like this for what felt like an hour, until he was completely drained. It felt like every inch of your body had been claimed by him, covered in his cum and tied together like a present. Genji must have been satisfied as he wiped his dick clean and dressed himself.

“Look at you, my pet,” he chuckled, patting you on the head, “What an image you will make for my brother.”

A tear rolled down your cheek at the thought of anyone seeing you like this. You whimpered, wanting to drop your head into your hands and bawl until you could fall asleep, take yourself out of this nightmare. But all you could do is sit perched like you were begging to be fucked while your tears mixed with the cum on your skin. Without another word, Genji left you, grabbing his dick and blowing you a kiss before leaving you alone in your confines to be found by his brother.

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