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This Side of Too Much {Shimadacest}

Warnings: Trans man genji, light dom sub, multiple orgasms,

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Read on AO3 here. Originally posted on 12/26/2017.

Keeping track of time felt like an impossible task. Had he been at this ten minutes? Twenty? An hour? He wasn’t quite sure. The only thing Genji was totally sure of was that he had cum no less than five times. His thighs were soaked in his own slick, slicking the sides of the Sybian beneath him. His hands were locked onto the grips at the front of the machine, the only thing he had really keeping him grounded to the situation as the vibrations began to rev up once more.

He let out a whine, turning his face towards where his brother was sitting comfortably on the other side of the room. “No more,” he whimpered, hips twitching up to get his sensitive clit away from the incredibly powerful toy. “Oh, fuck, Hanzo, please.” His thighs trembled with the effort of keeping himself upright, but he wasn’t quite ready to end the scene. He trusted Hanzo to take him right to the edge of too much and back, and while the overstimulation wasn’t the best feeling, the sight of Hanzo stroking his cock with one hand and his eyes on Genji’s twitching body was enough to have him bracing himself for more.

“You’re doing very good, little brother,” Hanzo encouraged, while turning the dial casually. He leaned forward, watching as Genji’s back arched and he threw his head back with a eager moan. “Just a little more, you can handle it, can’t you?” He waited for Genji’s hesitant nod before turning the dial up another smidge, up to about half of the machine’s top power. Hanzo rose to his feet and crossed the space between them, sitting down onto the bed near Genji so he could get the best view of how Genji’s thighs were trembling as all of his twitching was grinding his clit against the Sybian’s attachment. “You’re so precious like this, Genji. For as much as you begged me to make you cum at the beginning, you weren’t quite ready for me to make you cum again and again…”

Hanzo rose up to kiss Genji, pressing their lips together in sloppy, sweet smacks all the while increasing the rotation of the attachment that was currently lodged in his baby brother’s soaked, overstimulated pussy. The change had Genji tipping forward, leaning his weight onto his brother and moaning into their sweet kiss. Hanzo placed the controls down onto the bed in order to wrap his arms around Genji.

His fingers ran in circles around Genji’s shoulders, rubbing there to gently work out the knots while Genji started grinding his hips downwards into the powerful machine. Once Genji was starting to come down from the worst of the overstimulation, Hanzo pulled back from their kiss in order to focus some attention onto Genji’s perky, adorable tits. He circled his fingers around Genji’s cute, pink areolas and relished in Genji’s little gasps.

“Does that feel good, ototo?” Hanzo breathed out, relishing in every movement and sound he was able to produce from his perfect, precious brother. He hadn’t gotten to touch Genji in over an hour, when Hanzo settled him down onto the Sybian and began his quest to blow his little brother’s mind. At Genji’s shy, short nod Hanzo decided it was time to change tactics. He started to rub over Genji’s nipples in short, rough movements just to make them pebble under his attentions. Normally, Genji would not be nearly so sensitive as to garner pleasure from Hanzo’s attentions against his tits, but after five orgasms without a single human hand on his skin, Genji was arching into the touch and whining eagerly for more.

Hanzo leaned forward, wrapping his lips around one pebbled nipple to run his tongue against it in short circles. He had one hand on Genji’s right nipple, beginning to pinch at it a bit meanly, while the other came to fist in Genji’s short, soft hair in order to keep him still. Hanzo lapped at the skin slowly and eagerly, taking in the wonderful taste sweat alongside his other senses all being overwhelmed by his baby brother.

It all seemed to be too much for Genji, his hips shaking and fingers tightening where they held onto the Sybian’s grips. He couldn’t keep still at all as the pleasure started to coil and grow within him - and this had Hanzo scrambling for the controls. He turned up both dials in equal measure, just to watch as Genji truly shook apart beneath them.

Where his brother had been mostly speechless throughout this ordeal, he finally found his words once more. “Fuck! Fucking, god, Hanzo,” he gasped, hips jerking upwards to avoid the overwhelming stimulation against his cunt but unable to escape it completely. “It’s too much!” Tears started to flow down his face as his clit dragged against the rough silicone attachment and he couldn’t seem to escape all of the pleasure. His hands moved from the grips to Hanzo’s muscled arms, gripping down on them with all of his strength and Hanzo made a mental note to check for bruises later.

Genji seemed to freeze for a moment - all of his movement coming to a sudden halt as he reached an orgasm. Hanzo wasn’t sure if his baby brother had ever looked as beautiful as he did in that instant - His hair ruffled, tears flowing down his face, a moan frozen on his lips, fingers still gripping Hanzo’s biceps, and his pussy pressed flush against the Sybian. Hanzo wished he could save that image in his mind forever, but it was over just as suddenly as it came. Then, Genji slumped against Hanzo’s side with a groan.

Hanzo quickly turned off the machine to let his brother rest - it was quite obvious that the other had perhaps the most powerful orgasm he had ever experienced and Hanzo wouldn’t dare ask for any more from him. He eased the exhausted man off the machine and laid him down against the bed. He couldn’t help himself - stealing a long look at Genji’s soaked and twitching snatch. He could only imagine settling himself between his brother’s legs and feeling that wildly pulsing skin beneath his tongue.

But perhaps he would save that for another time.

“Good boy, Genji,” he breathed out, giving himself a moment to look at his brother and feel simply amazed, before he was grabbing the water bottle they set aside and bringing it to Genji’s lips. Once he was satisfied with his brother’s hydration, he sighed, “Good boy, drink up okay? You did so good, ototo, so fucking good. Are you okay?”

Genji looked up with wide, unfocused eyes for a few seconds before he blinked and focused in on Hanzo’s face. Hanzo was going to be concerned until a wide smile spread across his little brother’s face. Genji stretched out with a pleased hum and settled down comfortably into the bed.

“I’ve never felt better, ani-chan! I can’t wait to do that again~”

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flatlineforest · 4 years

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Sneaky Recruits (Hanzo/Genji / Gabe Reyes)

In another timeline, Hanzo and Genji are recruited into Blackwatch by Jesse McCree and Gabriel Reyes. They board the ship to Blackwatch headquarters and immediately get up to some trouble regarding the thick as hell Blackwatch commander.

Warnings: Dubious consent, drugging, somnophilia, rape/noncon elements, piercings, anal fingering, anal sex, thigh fucking, cuckolding, rimming, facials, creampies, cum kink, moderate humiliation.

Wordcount: 3709

Read on AO3 Here. Originally posted on 12/26/2017

It had been surprisingly easy to recruit the Shimada heirs after the death of their father. Blackwatch had given them time to grieve, and for the tensions to rise as Sojiro was no longer around to protect Genji from the critical gaze of the clan elders. It was during the rise of the tension between the two brothers that Gabriel had sent in McCree - able to approach Genji and explain what, precisely, Blackwatch was and how it could help save the two brothers from the pressures of the clan. Genji was particularly amicable to abandoning the clan and well...Hanzo was stressed and loved his brother enough to agree to follow suit.

Gabriel was a bit smug about how easy it was to get the brothers to join them - Morrison had complained about the growing clan for months and told Gabriel that the only way to stop its growth was to raid and imprison as many of its leaders as possible. Instead, it had only taken a month long sting with McCree to leave the clan without its rightful heirs. He looked up from his coffee as they entered the ship, and grinned as he got a good look at their new recruits. Genji was laughing and smiling with McCree - which is a good start.

“Hey. Normally, I’d give you a whole welcome speech, but it’s been a long day for us all. Just hang around until we get to the Headquarters,” Gabe instructed, not bothering to get up from his comfortable seat in his couch. “It’s a long flight there, so the two of you can take room 330 down the hall to the left. Feel free to spend your time as you will.”

Genji looked over his new commander and grinned to himself. He lead Hanzo over to a couch in the far corner of the transport ship’s lobby, waving McCree off where the cowboy was looking to join them. “Look at him- Commander Sexy. Aren’t you glad that I dragged you into this?” He leaned against his older brother, hoping for endearing and managing to drag a smile from his brother’s apprehensive face.

“I can agree...It seems our new commander is no slob after all.” Hanzo’s cheeks blushed as he raked his eyes over the commander’s exposed thighs and calves. “He must not skip leg day...unlike some people I happen to know.”

Genji sat up, scandalized. “I’ll have you know that I do three sets of twenty squats every day! My ass and thighs are impeccable-” As Gabriel rose from his seat and passed them, his protests died in his throat. “Anija...please tell me you saw how his ass jiggled.” Genji turned back to his brother and was glad the other had just the same stunned, horny look on his face. He was about to make another lewd comment when a brilliant idea came to him. He looked around to make sure that the room was empty and did the briefest of checks for cameras before pulling a box out of his pocket and scurrying over to the couch where the commander had been sitting.

He looked back at his brother’s bewildered face before tossing in a few pinches of an unidentified powder. He returned to his place on the couch and at his brother’s questioning look, explained, “Sleeping pills, a few different kinds. He should be out cold for most of the night...If you’re willing to join me, I think we could have lots of fun with our new Commander, don’t you?”

Hanzo didn’t bother to look scandalized, his lust apparent. “I think that is perhaps your best idea today, Genji.” He sat back in his seat, arm wrapped around his little brother - about as publicly affectionate as Hanzo ever allowed himself to be.

Gabriel returned to the couch, and downed his coffee with a grimace. For a second, Genji thought they were going to be caught - that the commander would notice the subtle, salty taste of the drugs they had slipped him, but Gabriel seemed to be more frustrated that his coffee had gone to room temperature. The Shimada brothers continued to wait it out, whispering their plans for the commander between the two of them.

Ten minutes after Gabriel’s return, he began to yawn. He began to look at the clock often, as if wondering how he could be so tired so early. Twenty minutes after that, Gabriel finally informed them about his retirement to his room for the evening, grumbling about how long of a day he had. He then reminded them of their room number, and told them that if they need him for anything, his room number was 303.

They gave it another twenty minutes and then made their way to the commander’s bedroom. They didn’t pass anyone in the hallway, and thanked their lucky stars that Reyes’ door wasn’t locked. It seemed like the commander was rather trusting despite the presence of their new recruits. In the center of a king sized bed laid the commander, wearing naught but a form fitting pair of boxer briefs.

Collectively, they drooled over the heavy length of Reyes’ cock against his thigh. Whatever plans they had fell by wayside at the sight of that thick dick awaiting them. Genji, ever adventurous, made the first move. He climbed onto the bed and situated himself straddling one of Reyes’ thighs. He peeled back the boxer briefs slowly and marveled at the cock laying ripe against one of those godly, muscled thighs. He ran his fingers against it from base to tip, marveling at its beauty as if it had been sculpted. When he wrapped his fingers around it and started stroking, he chanced a glance at Reyes’ face and was pleased to find the commander had not stirred whatsoever.

Hanzo came over much more slowly - worried that Genji’s drugs would not work although they were the same kind used in Shimada honeypot missions. But he gained confidence as Genji gets bolder - laying down and adjusting until his lips were against Reyes’ hardening shaft. Hanzo took a seat on the commander’s other side, and ran his finger tips against the swell of Reyes’ thigh. “He’s so big,” he whispered, reverent.

Soon enough, he followed his brother’s lead and laid on the bed. Genji had his eyes closed, pleasantly sucking at the tip of Reyes’ cock while Hanzo started to stroke the length of it with one hand, the other feeling the weight of those large balls in his hand.

“I want to roll him over,” Hanzo told his brother. “Don’t you want to play with his ass? I want to fuck him.”

Genji looked over at him, a contentedness on his face that Hanzo had only seen previously when Genji had dicked him down and came inside. He seemed reluctant to give up his treat, so Hanzo decided to get creative with his entertainment. He climbed up on the bed, straddling Reyes’ waist and shyly placing his hands down against his plush pecs. His cock twitched in his pants as he discovered the small piercings the commander was sporting on his nipples - wondering what kind of man their new boss truly was. “What a slut,” he whispered, pulling on a nipple ring a bit meanly and looking back at Reyes’ face.

The man was so beautiful, sleeping peacefully while the brothers took their fill of his built body. Hanzo couldn’t hold himself back much longer, moving to the side in order to shimmy off his pants and briefs. After straddling the commander once more, he used one hand to push the commander’s chest together and the other stroking at his cock. Hanzo was overcome at how beautiful he was like that, and all of his previous apprehension melted away in light of his boner for the commander.

He fisted his cock fast, moaning quietly as he thought of Reyes holding his own pecs together so Hanzo could fuck his cock through the valley between them. His hand sped up - his oncoming orgasm quickened by the taboo acts the two brothers were committing.

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Reyes stirred from his sleep slowly - his body felt heavier than usual, the way it usually was when his body was working to metabolize the medicines Angela gave him back on base. The first sensations he felt was a wet warmth against the head of his dick and a pressure against his chest. It was curious, and for a second he was wondering if he was having an odd dream.

Sensations came to him slowly in that half dream - the feeling of a tongue swiping across the underside of his dick, of a finger rounding against one of his nipple piercings. What a pleasant dream.

But then he heard the moans. Starting out slowly but picking up in pace in the minutes passing. He was almost certain that it wasn’t a dream at this point and his eyes opened slowly -

Just in time sight of none other than Hanzo Shimada jerking himself off over the commander’s chest and face. It seemed that the Shimada was close, and Reyes looked up at him with a small smirk as the pieces started to fall together.

“Having fun there, Shimada?” he asked, raising an eyebrow as his hands came up to grip the younger man’s waist. He smirked at the shocked look on Hanzo’s face, and the stuttering of the hips between his hands. He was about to open his mouth to taunt the young man once more when he felt the first rope of Hanzo’s cum land on his face. He grinned and closed his eyes, loathe to get any cum them. He squeezed Hanzo’s hips and waited for the man to sit back to open his eyes. He wiped off the cum on one of his fingers and licked it off absentmindedly.

“Look at you two...I can’t believe I recruited two naughty little sluts.” He pulled Hanzo off of his hips to get a good look at where Genji was sucking his cock. “What’d you put in my coffee then? I can’t believe you two amateurs would think a roofie would keep a super soldier out for long. I would have thought you two did your homework before signing the paperwork.” He placed one hand on the back of Genji’s head and pushed, encouraging the younger Shimada to take more than just the thick tip. “Yes, there you go, Genji,” he sighed as the boy easily dipped his head to take well over half of the impressive length.

He turned back to Hanzo, where the elder Shimada had a flushed face and a bitten lip, obviously scandalized at having been caught in the act. “The pretty Hanzo Shimada...Jerking off over my chest...What sight to wake up to.” He brought the heir to close, connecting their lips in a filthy kiss.

Five minutes later saw Gabe with two fingers into the younger Shimada’s ass, spreading him open steadily while the said man drooled. Behind him, Hanzo was groping at Gabriel’s generous ass and thighs. He wanted nothing more than to see Reyes spread on his cock, but now settled on shoving his face between those gorgeous ass cheeks. If someone had told him a month ago that he would be sitting in the Commander of Blackwatch’s room, eating his ass, he would had slaughtered them on the spot. His tongue rubbed in circles around the pouty rim of Reyes’ ass, pleased by the low groan it drew from his commander.

Genji was the happy recipient of filthy kisses from Gabriel, kissing back eagerly while he was prepared to take that length he had drooled over so liberally earlier. He wrapped his arms around Reyes’ neck as they made out, pushing his hips back against those thick fingers rhythmically.

Reyes growled into their kiss, mirroring Genji’s movements by pressing his thick hips back into Hanzo’s face. He was really glad to take advantage of this situation the Brothers had opened for him. It allowed him to skip the awkward flirting phase and go right into fucking the brothers just as he had wanted to the first time he opened their files. What pretty boys they were and, from McCree’s extensive intelligence, brother fuckers.

Eventually, it seemed as if Genji was more than ready to take Gabe’s cock. He was all but begging for it with his body, squirming and positioning himself so that Gabriel could get the best views of his lithe, beautiful body. Reyes couldn’t help himself any longer, and finally swatted Hanzo away long enough to lube his own cock up and begin to press it against Genji’s crack in smooth, easy grinds of his hips.

Gabe looked back at Hanzo and motioned to the other end of the bed. “Go sit there and jerk yourself off like a good boy while I fuck your baby brother, okay?” He knew that in the past, Hanzo had proven himself to be exceptionally possessive of his baby brother and yet the elder Shimada simply nodded and did as told.

How Reyes had been blessed with such good, obedient sluts was beyond his comprehension but he didn’t dwell on it long as he finally pressed the head of his cock directly against Genji’s twitching hole. He fucked his hips forward in a smooth easy thrust, groaning as the boy’s velvety insides wrapped around his own considerable length. He was more than glad that they had taken the time to prep this little twink as the boy hardly complains even as Reyes humps and shimmies his hips forward in order to jam as much of his cock into the boys guts as possible.

Reyes doesn’t bother to be sweet to the boy though, lets him know exactly what kind of affair this is as fucks his hips deep in delicious, self-indulgent thrusts. He may not have started this encounter with these incestuous brothers, but he was certainly going to reap the rewards for all of their hard work. His hands came to press down at Genji’s hips, keeping him in place as he forced the younger Shimada to just take it , which it seems that he was not quite used to doing.

Moans spilled out of Genji, occasionally punctuated by higher pitch hums or gasps as Reyes thrusted in at a particularly delicious angle. There was nothing more satisfying than this - taking his fill from a young, willing body with the eyes of another watching their every move. Yet, rather than being frustrated at Reyes taking his willing lover, Hanzo’s lust was evident in his face as he tugged on his short cock. Who would have thought - the spoiled heir apparent of the largest yakuza clan in Japan was getting off on watching his little brother and lover get fucked by another man.

It was all just so delicious - had Reyes grinding his hips deeper into the younger Shimada as pleasure started to build in his gut. He wondered if it was how taboo the situation was or as a result of having Genji drooling over his cock for so long, but it didn’t seem like the Commander was going to last much longer. He didn’t bother to pull out and save Genji the trouble later - choosing rather to swap out his long, smooth thrusts for short, rude thrusts of his hips into Genji’s ass.

Whatever he was doing was working for them both it seemed, as Genji’s back arched sharply and his cock pumped out wave after wave of sticky, thick cum onto his stomach. Now there was an orgasm Reyes could appreciate - particularly in comparison to Hanzo’s meager performance earlier into this encounter. Reyes reached down, capturing Genji’s cock in his hand to stroke it and prolong the Shimada’s orgasm that much longer.

It was with Genji’s hips, squirming and jerking this way and that to avoid the overstimulation, and Hanzo moaning quietly into his fist off to Reyes’ left that had him finally cumming. His hips stuttered in their pounding pace for a moment, savoring the feeling of Genji’s butter-soft ass wrapped around his cock, before he was grinding his hips forward to get the most out of his orgasm. He could see the realization on Genji’s face as Gabe’s cum flowed into him, hot and sticky and plentiful. SEP had its lows, but the benefits were great and numerous. They stayed like that for a minute as Gabe continued to hump his hips forward until his cum was leaking out of Genji around his cock.

After what seemed like ages, Reyes pulled his hips back and chose to lay down onto the bed next to Genji. The boy curled into him immediately, resting his head on Gabe’s pec comfortably. Not that Reyes particularly minded - he was more than used to one of his recruits coming to him for some comfort and was more than happy to provide them a firm pillow for the night. He was getting ready to beckon Hanzo over when he discovered that the young man had already moved to the end of the bed, hovering between Reyes’ thighs.

“What do you want, kid?” He grumbled, looking up from his comfy position laying in the bed with a warm body at his side.

“...Can I…? I want...I want to fuck your thighs,” Hanzo said, in pieces over the course of a minute. He hadn’t exactly pegged the heir as shy, but it seemed as if Hanzo was refusing to make eye contact now.

“Oh? Yeah, sure, kid. As long as you do all the work,” Gabe responded, his arm wrapped around Genji starting to rub mindless circles against his back. He allowed Hanzo to lift his thighs up and push them together, and he had to say, Hanzo’s short cock did look nice pressed between the swells of his own thighs.

He didn’t comment as Hanzo started thrusting his hips, even with the sting of sensitivity hit with each press of the head of Hanzo’s cock against his balls. He was enraptured by the sight of Hanzo’s concentration - as if he was determined to fuck his thighs just right. He could appreciate Hanzo’s dedication, that much was certain, especially as the other started to press his hips forward in practiced, textbook thrusts.

“Has he ever fucked anyone?” He asked Genji, licking his lips as he watched Hanzo chase his orgasm.

Genji laughed next to him, as if it was a topic he was quite familiar with. “He’s never topped. Always wants to top, but he’s so easy to bully and tease into bending over for me.” He reached out, tracing his fingers across Gabe’s chest in random shapes and letters.

Hanzo didn’t put in his two cents, groaning low in his chest as his hips started to hump faster. His carefully practiced thrusts gave way to needier, greedy humps between Gabe’s legs that had the head of his dick pushing at the seam of his balls with each inward thrust. It was enough to have Gabe’s cock stirring in interest and he decided to clench his thighs ever so slightly, increasing the pressure around Hanzo’s adorable cock.

The effect was immediate; Hanzo’s hands gripped at Gabe’s calves tightly as he moaned - wet and filthy as his orgasm swept him up in a wave of pleasure. Rope after rope of cum landed across Gabe’s cock, striping it in white and even a few fat drops landing directly onto his piercings. That certainly had Gabe’s cock twitching, though he was sure that the boys would need a break.

In the meantime, he swiped his fingers through Hanzo’s cum and popped them in his mouth, sampling his cum once more. It was certainly not an unpleasant taste, and made him think about what it would be like to show Hanzo some of the best pleasures about topping. He wrapped an arm around the other Shimada brother and brought him close to lay his head against Gabe’s chest, too.

He was certainly going to take advantage of his new recruits sometime in the future. He was looking forward to getting to rub it in Jack’s face juuust how ready to join up and...serve the Shimada brothers really were.

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A New Addict {Shimadacest}

Genji and Hanzo try out choking.

Warnings: Trans Genji, choking, references to drug use,

Wordcount: 1043

Read on AO3 Here. Originally posted on 12/26/2017

There are black dots at the corners of his vision. He doesn’t notice them at first, his eyes on Genji’s face above him. He really wanted to take in the details, the wide smile his little brother’s face, the slight flush of his cheeks, but the black dots were becoming more numerous with each passing second. Perhaps the pressure on his neck had something to do with it, but Hanzo’s mind wasn’t quite able to process all of that. He could only take in so much and chose instead to focus on the length of his baby brother’s eyelashes. What a pretty boy.

Hanzo didn’t quite register his body moving up against his will, struggling weakly against his brother’s strong hold as his brain continued to be deprived of oxygen. He wasn’t worried, exactly. He had wanted this, had shyly asked his brother to choke him until he saw stars, just like it had been described in all of those raunchy novels he had collected throughout his travels. He smiled to himself as a warm rush of pleasure washed over his mind and body. And well, while the black dots weren’t stars, they brought some quite amazing feelings too. He could distinctly feel every place where Genji was touching him- from his brother grinding his wet pussy against Hanzo’s cock to where his two hands were pressing dark bruises onto the skin on either side of his windpipe, it all was suddenly much more intense. He wished he could stay suspended like that forever, as his mind and body swelled with feeling.

His vision was filled with the black dots now with only a couple of spots left where he could see Genji biting his lip above him, and he wondered what it would be like if it all went black for a little while - like sleeping but without the nightmares that tended to plague him. Before he had the time to contemplate that long - suddenly the pressure was alleviated from his throat and he was able to take his first deep breath in what felt like twenty minutes. White flooded his vision, unfortunately taking away his view of his baby brother.

Not that he could complain - his giddiness before seemed like nothing compared to the rush of oxygen into his brain. It was dizzying and addictive - felt as incredible as an orgasm...No, better. Felt like doing a line of cocaine, not that Hanzo had ever done it more than once. Felt like that first minute where the drugs had reached his system and everything was suddenly more. He could get addicted to this, easily, he realized as his vision came back to him. He vaguely registered the sound of his own gasping, more focused on the world moving both in slow motion and in hyper speed as Genji leaned up on his knees, lining Hanzo’s cock up just so. Hanzo felt like he moved in slow motion - by the time his hips got the message to push up, Genji had already begun to sink down.

Their hips met with a wet slap that seemed to snap Hanzo out of his reverie - though he was no less sensitive and mildly delirious. He could suddenly hear Genji’s voice, low and rough as he fucked himself down onto Hanzo’s cock. “Look at you, my pretty anija~! So good underneath me,” Genji coo’d, his hands braced against Hanzo’s chest as he rode him. “I thought you were gonna cum for me! Just from my hands around your pretty neck, anij-chan! But it’s okay, I can make you cum just fine while you’re still being so sweet for me~!”

Hanzo’s hands were limp at his sides for how, and the room was spinning. But then, there was Genji. Genji was always his constant, always there to take him to the brink of overwhelming and back again. He was overwhelmed with affection for his dominant, hips sloppily thrusting up in an attempt to please his everything - his baby brother, his only friend, his lover, his dominant. Maybe he hadn’t been seeing stars while he was getting choked, but he was certainly seeing hearts now . He leaned up, his lips pursing and bidding for a kiss.

Genji was quick to follow through on Hanzo’s silent request, hands moving to brace themselves on the pillows next to Hanzo’s head while pressing their lips together. The kiss was intoxicating for them both - frantic, messy smacks of their lips that had Hanzo hitting the edge quick. He breathed through his nose in sharp, shallow inhales but didn’t dare to break the kiss as his cock started to twitch inside his baby brother’s wet, silky cunt. Genji moaned into their kiss, stopping his messy thrusts in order to grind down hard and fast against his brother’s cock.

Every sensation was amplified, and even just the rough scratching of Genji’s half grown bush was a pleasant stimulation against Hanzo’s body. He started to grind his hips up in a counter-rhythm, eyes glued to his brother’s face. Hanzo’s own orgasm felt like an afterthought - a handful of strong twitches within the tight squeeze of his brother’s decadent pussy and a sudden wetness dripping down to the base of his cock. He was much more concerned by his brother’s own orgasm - felt it in Genji’s pussy clenching up tight like a vice around his ultra sensitive cock and in the way Genji sat up and arched his back. The light behind Genji gave him a sudden aura - a halo of light around his head.

Hanzo wrapped his arms around Genji as the other collapsed into him, and his sense of sound finally started reading back true. He could hear Genji’s pleased sighs mixed with his own panting. Genji turned his head into Hanzo’s neck, peppering the bruise on that side with gentle kisses.

“What a good boy, anija~! You did so good, ‘n even gave me a nice creamy load to work over,” Genji praised in a low voice. His hands rubbed against Hanzo’s built arms and he openly delighted in how Hanzo shivered beneath him.

As Hanzo’s soft cock continued to twitch in Genji’s wet, sloppy cunt he could only wonder when they would be able to do that all over again.

#shimadacest #old fic #forest writes

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flatlineforest · 4 years

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A Gift For You (Genyatta)

Zenyatta is a gift for Genji’s birthday from his older brother Hanzo. Genji excitedly tries out his new toy.

Warnings: Penis - in- vagina sex, wireplay,

Wordcount: 2386

Read on AO3 here! Originally posted on 12/26/2017.

It felt as if it had only been seconds since his master had powered down his systems - he could still feel the words of shock and surprise in the forefront of his mind as his power was restored. His eyes were the last things that would come online but his voice box was functional quickly - he reached out, attempting to stop the man from pulling his wires on instinct as his box bubbled out the only thoughts his mind had available, “No- please, don’t-.” He went silent and still after that as his sensors came online one by one. When his eyes came online, he was met with the terrified look of a young human man - certainly not the master Zenyatta had been expecting to see. “Oh…” Zenyatta trailed - taking in the traditional Japanese architecture mixed in with modern anime posters and technology before finally returning to the man in front of him. His eyes scanned the human, taking in the vibrant green hair, the lithe build concealing and downplaying what had to be some serious muscles.

“...Are you okay?” The human asked, sheepish as he looked over his new omnic. His brother had presented him with a card simply saying that his present would be waiting in his room and to have fun using it. He hadn’t expected a sexbot to be a gift from his brother, but then again he was always complaining about how Genji would have to sneak his one night stands in through Hanzo’s wing of the private quarters. The sexbot was exquisite - Genji had spent ten minutes examining its various parts and pieces and looking at the diagrams in the instructions manual before he even thought about powering it on.

“Ah...Yes, sir, I am okay,” Zenyatta replied, hesitant. His training was starting to kick in - though he hadn’t exactly been prepared to meet his new master as he had been expecting. He bowed down low, surprised to see that in the time he was powered down, he had received some minor customizations and was dressed in a rather nice teal lingerie set. “I am Zenyatta, your new sexbot. Do you prefer to be called master or mistress?” he chimed, recalling his introductory lines perfectly.

“...I...I would prefered to be called master,” replied the human, seeming to deflate in his concern as Zenyatta started his standard setup lines, as had been outlined in the manual. “My name is Genji, and I am your new owner.” He hadn’t exactly planned out what he was going to say to the sexbot - had inspected him thoroughly and even took the opportunity to dip some fingers into those cute, newly installed custom lips and his adorable, handcrafted pussy. His gift was gorgeous and Genji didn’t feel like resisting his attraction to it much.

“Okay, Master Genji. Are there any acts you would like me to perform for you tonight? I am well trained in pleasing people of all sorts of anatomy-” Zenyatta began, tilting his head as the human seemed to blush and fumble for words. “Have you never used a sexbot before, master?” He took a smooth step forward and placed a hand out on Genji’s shoulder - offering all of his services in just one movement.

His master seemed shy for a moment before he nodded - and before Zenyatta could register what was happening, he was pulled in against that surprisingly muscled chest and a kiss was pressed to his newly installed synthetic lips...His very first kiss. Nobody had even bothered to kiss his faceplate while he was in training and now all of the sensations from newly installed and uncalibrated sensors was driving pleasure through all of his circuits. He clumsily pressed his lips back against Genji’s, checking through all of his protocols to find one that instructed him on how to use his new lips and functional mouth.

His master pulled away with a small, fond laugh. “Ahh...I realized that your lips were customized but I did not think that meant you had not been trained to use them.” He kept an arm around Zenyatta’s waist, leading the omnic back towards his bed. He brought the two of them to sit down and for a moment, Zenyatta was struck by how gentle the human was being. The other omnics and the limited number of humans that had trained him had left him expecting his future owner to be cruel and rough at all times and certainly not capable of the level of basic affection that Genji had already exhibited.

Genji pulled the naked omnic into his lap and soon followed up with additional, sweet kisses that were intended to teach the bot how to use his lips. It vaguely reminded Genji of the other people he had taught to kiss - various playmates and friends over the years. But the omnic was certainly a faster learner than the human counterparts- pressing up into the kiss while pushing his hips down against Genji’s lap. He trailed his fingers down the omnic’s shining chrome frame, stopping occasionally to tweak at a wire or connector slot. Every time his fingers skimmed over such features, the omnic would shiver in his lap and became pliant.

His fingers stopped just above that delicious space between the omnic’s thighs, where his perfect pussy was hidden. He wasn’t quite ready to cross that boundary - still hesitant at the idea of using an omnic, particularly after the recent influx of omnic rights activists appearing in the news. He didn’t normally consider himself a moral person, but he did generally want his partners ready and willing.

Zenyatta pulled away from the kiss, movement punctuated by a small shiver and a hum. “Would you like to use one of my services? I am well trained in many sexual acts, and I am more than willing to please…” He trailed his hands, previously wrapped around the human’s neck, down his master’s body. He hummed as he reached the other’s waistband, delicate fingers toying with the belt there. “I would like to service you, sir…”

How could Genji deny such a pretty, sweet omnic?

He was quick to lay the omnic down onto his back against Genji’s mattress, spreading the other’s legs with a quick, smooth movement. He pressed a couple of kisses to the omnic’s shining chestplate, moving off to the side to slide his tongue into those sensitive connector ports. The omnic’s back arched, synthetic voice box glitching for a few seconds as its untouched ports were teased and circled by Genji’s skilled tongue.He pressed the omnic’s hips down onto the bed with his hands, keeping him pinned as he dipped the very tip of his tongue into that connector port.

The omnic’s hands came to tangle in Genji’s hair - though he found that he didn’t mind it very much. He could sit there and play with those polished wire ports all night just to hear his pretty bot sing for him, but his cock pressing heavy and thick against his waistband had him deciding that it was time to get the show on the road. He trailed his hand down from the omnic’s right hip down to that pretty place between his legs that Genji had scouted out earlier. There, the omnic was already warm and wet, waiting just for Genji to take advantage of. He circled his fingers over the omnic’s fat clit just to hear him sing again before Genji was dipping his head down to settle it between the omnic’s legs.

The instruction manual had mentioned something about checking the omnic’s calibration, to ensure an appropriate level of sensitivity, but that was the furthest thing from Genji’s mind as he wrapped his lips around that enticing clit and dragged his fingers through the omnics plentiful, mint colored slick. The omnic moaned loud and enthusiastic above him, his thighs pressing against the sides of Genji’s head as he was suddenly gifted with a wave of incredible pleasure. Genji found he didn’t mind wearing those gorgeous, shining thighs as earmuffs as he pressed two fingers into Zenyatta’s cunt.

The omnic froze for a few seconds before his hips were pressing down, trying desperately to get spread on those teasing fingers. Zenyatta’s processors were trying to keep up with all of the sensations he was feeling - he recalled in the past that such actions had not provided nearly that much pleasure and searched through his protocols for the source of this extra pleasure...Only to find that in the time he had been powered down, the sensitivity on all of his sensors had been increased tenfold. Goodness, it seemed as if he was going to glitch out from all of the pleasure he was receiving, particularly as his master’s fingers started to rub circles against a sensor within his pussy.

He was preparing to speak to his master, to explain the situation, when Genji’s tongue began to flick at his clit. His back arched and his hips pressed up in an instant, desperately pressing his pussy against his master’s face as he was brought to the edge of an orgasm. He just needed a little bit more, one more lick of stimulation in order to to cum fast and messy for his master.

Genji kept his little bot on the edge for a few seconds, maintaining the stimulation but refusing to give him more. He wanted to build it up just a bit longer, to see just what Zenyatta could do, but then a bunch of glitched out clicks and whines burst from the bot’s voice box. Genji couldn’t help but give in to the omnic’s incoherent begging, reaching up to dig his fingers rough and uncoordinated into those pretty wire ports he had been molesting earlier.

The effect was immediate; the omnic tensed above him as his back arched higher before he was collapsing against the bed. That synthetic pussy was squeezing in frantic, wet waves around his fingers all the while oozing out more fragrant synthetic slick. Genji groaned into the sexbot’s cunt before shoving his soaked hand down his own pants to tug on his dick for some relief. The slick on his fingers was warm, and the sensation on his cock had him hissing as he chased it, wishing he was spearing the sexbot’s pussy on his length.

He realized the omnic had offlined for a few seconds and was rebooting, and took the time to strip himself of his clothes. He stroked himself idly, looking at where the omnic’s slick pussy was dripping slick just for his enjoyment. He wasn’t sure how it had never occurred to him to buy a sexbot for himself - he had a bot specifically for his own enjoyment and he couldn’t wait to use the bot and claim it with his cum.

Zenyatta came online slowly, registering where his pussy was still twitching with residual pleasure, and turned his head towards his master. His lips quirked upwards in a satisfied smile, protocols in an amplifying feedback loop as he realized he was going to be able to provide his services for his new master. He spread his legs just a bit more and beckoned Genji forward with his finger.

Genji didn’t need to be told twice, settling back between Zenyatta’s spread legs. He rubbed his cock through Zenyatta’s slick folds for a few moments, shivering at how the warm slick clung to him. He wasn’t expecting to feel the air knocked out of him as he finally sunk his cock into that wet place he had his fingers in not three minutes before. He hadn’t prepared himself for how Zenyatta’s walls seemed to stretch around his cock before pressing around him - synthetic system adjusting specifically to hug around the shape of Genji’s cock and Genji’s cock alone.

He threw his head back and moaned, unable to help himself as he rabbit humped his hips forward into the omnic, taking his pleasure from the ready and willing sexbot. Where he would normally be more generous with his partner - make them sigh and gasp from the long strokes of his cock into their bodies, pressing deeper than most of their partners and hitting those spots that brought so much pleasure - he couldn’t hold back from using his gift as if it were nothing but a cheap fleshlight purchased months into a dry spell.

The worst part - or perhaps the best - was how the omnic seemed to like it. Perhaps it was those increased sensitivity levels that Hanzo had requested in his purchase order, or out of protocol satisfaction, but something had the omnic moaning out eagerly with each shallow hump of Genji’s hips. Genji leaned down, licking into the omnic’s mouth as his hands pressed down on those perfectly designed hips. He was glad for the omnic’s well polished chrome, and metal chassis because he was certain a human would be complaining at how much weight Genji was leaning against his partner. But Zenyatta took it all in stride, and even thanked him.

“T-T-Thank you, sir!” The omnic moaned out and Genji was going to pipe back -”for what?”- but he was interrupted as the omnic’s pussy suddenly clenched around him. His mind blanked for a few seconds before he registered that the omnic was able to cum on just Genji’s cock humping into his pussy, selfish and rude. The thought was enough for Genji - had his cock twitching valiantly in that perfect pussy as he painted it with his thick ropes of cum. He dropped his weight down onto the omnic, and continued to lazily grind his hips into the omnic just to drag out his orgasm.

It took him five minutes to pull his softening cock out of the omnic and to roll onto the bed next to him. He wrapped an arm around the bot and where the other seemed to think he would get powered off, he was instead brought to place his head against his master’s chest

“Lay with me for a while. When I can get it up again, we’re gonna see if you can squirt for me, pretty little thing.”

Zenyatta grinned to himself, and wondered how he got so lucky to get such a hot, indulgent master. He had a feeling they were going to get up to some incredible things.

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That’s What Hot Yoga Means, right? {Shimadacest}

Warnings: A/B/O, Omega Hanzo, Alpha Genji, voyeurism, light foot fetishism, masturbation.

Wordcount: 1139.

Read on AO3 Here. Originally posted on 12/18/2017.

When Genji found out that his older brother had started to do yoga alongside his jiu jitsu and bow training routines, he knew that he had to watch it. Where his omega brother had been downright terrifying practicing his forms into perfection and it had been impressive to watch his arms strain with the effort to pull back the string on his training bow it was now simply sexy to watch his brother stretch and contort himself in various ways. And...In those other cases, Hanzo had been aware of Genji’s watchful eyes on his body. Now, Genji is hidden in the closet of the practice room, peeking through the small gap in the slightly ajar doors to watch as his brother began his warm up stretches.

He bit his lip at how flexible his brother seemed, able to lean all the way down til he had his fingers wrapped around his foot and his head parallel with his left leg. How else could his brother utilize that flexibility? Before he had the opportunity to speculate much, his brother turned on his large mat, so he was facing the wall across from Genji, arranging himself on his hands and knees. Genji can’t stop looking between Hanzo’s amazing ass, pressing up into the air as Hanzo leaned down and reached his arms as far out in front of him as possible, and down to where his tiny feet, soles up and visible.

Genji reached down into his loose sweatpants, grabbing at his cock to stroke it slowly at the sight of his stretching brother. Hanzo rose back onto his knees and moved up smoothly, into the only yoga pose Genji properly knew the name of - a downward facing dog. His brother stayed like that for about a minute, looking absolutely delectable as he worked to strengthen his hamstrings and calves. As Genji took the minute to look over his brother’s wonderful posterior, his mouth went dry as he realized something: Hanzo didn’t have any pantylines - his brother wasn’t wearing any underwear underneath his form fitting leggings.

He was only barely to hold himself back - he wanted desperately to go up beyond his brother and take his fill of his brother’s flexible body - biting down on his hand as he watched his brother continue to stretch. He couldn’t keep his eyes on any one spot after that, looking at where his brother’s pussy was hidden beneath such a thin, stretched layer of fabric to where his little socked feet were leaving the lightest indents against the yoga mat beneath him. He fixated on the latter for a moment, having a flash of those tiny feet pressed around his cock or stepping against him ever so delicately.

His dick ached against his hand and he couldn’t satisfy himself with just a hand shoved down his pants any longer. He fished his cock out from his pants, grinning to himself as Hanzo moved into a low lunge - showing off his flexibility in strength in one simple movement. What a strong, gorgeous omega. He would surely make a good mate to whomever-

He hardly held back a growl, still trying not to alert his brother to his own presence in the room. He couldn’t stand the thought of another man - another alpha- mating his sexy, defiant brother. He wanted him for himself, desperately, but wasn’t quite sure if that was a boundary Hanzo himself was willing to step over. But god, the possibilities if Hanzo actually was willing to go through with such a thing.

Being able to breed Hanzo, knot his brother’s tight, little virgin pussy and let the omega wear his mating mark? Get to see his brother grow wide with Genji’s pups and his muscled pecs growing into softer, milky tits that Genji would just have to harass? That was the dream.

Being so caught up in himself, Genji was not monitoring his body so closely. He didn’t realize that as he jerked his cock off both to the sight of his brother stretching out so deliciously and to the endless stream of fantasies running through his mind, that he was releasing wave after wave of alpha pheromones into the room and ultimately, giving away his presence to his brother. Hanzo seemed to sniff the air for a moment before the nature of his yoga session changed - though this was beyond Genji’s notice as well.

Hanzo went from doing simple stretches that worked on strengthening his core to suddenly showing off his flexibility and...other assets. Suddenly, he was seated on his mat with his legs splayed out wide. He leaned down and wrapped his fingers around one of his socked feet, his entire upper body laid against his leg in a show of easy flexibility. Genji was quietly impressed, but his eyes were now glued to where Hanzo’s ass rested against the mat - perfectly round and soft and he could just barely imagine the flesh squishing beneath his fingers or his teeth…Hanzo remained there for a minute and repeated it with the other side, giving Genji plenty of time to stare at that perfect ass and think about every filthy thing he would like to do to it.

It reached a climax as Hanzo moved in a particularly erotic pose. His brother turned around so he was facing the closet, still seemingly unaware of Genji’s presence in the room, and then rocked back onto his shoulders, his legs pushing past them to brace on the ground behind his head - looking as if someone had pushed his legs all the way past his shoulders while fucking him on his back. He could easily imagine doing so and his hand sped up, balls drawing tight for a moment.

He couldn’t help it - looking at that space between Hanzo’s legs only to catch sight of a bit of slick wetting the fabric. God, was it sweat? Or slick? Perhaps Hanzo was turned on by his own erotic posing. Hanzo reached down, looking to be indulgent in himself as he rubbed against his pretty cunt through his leggings- god what a perfect little omega slut- Genji had to shove a fist into his mouth to muffle his own growling as he came in fat, wet ropes against the closet door.

His brother continued to rub at his cunt for a few more seconds, just enough to have the scent of his slick wafting through the air, before he was rising to his feet and rolling up his yoga mat. He looked back at the closet casually and winked - Genji’s cock jerked out a few more hopeless ropes of cum as he finally realized that Hanzo had been aware of Genji’s eyes on his form.

God, he could only hope to get an even more close up viewing of Hanzo’s yoga session next time...

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flatlineforest · 4 years

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First Heat {Hanzo Shimada/shimadacest overtones}

Warnings: A/B/O dynamics, Omega Hanzo, Alpha Genji, primarily Hanzo x Guards, loss of virginity, underage, breeding kink,

Wordcount; 2515

Read on AO3 here. Originally posted on 12/15/2017.

Hanzo had never experienced a heat. When his heat didn’t arrive by the time he was fourteen, his doctors assured him that he was simply a late bloomer and that it would come when his body was truly ready. At sixteen, they talked to his father about options for inducing his heat but Sojiro stubbornly assured them that he would not risk making his heir infertile just to rush nature’s processes. Genji had his first rut on Hanzo’s seventeenth birthday, at the expected age of fourteen. It infuriated Hanzo and made him feel ashamed, hiding in his room for the rest of the day as servants bustled about getting things for his younger brother. He didn’t come out for three days after that, either, shirking his duties and wondering why he was a defective omega. As the heir and an omega, Hanzo had many responsibilities to prove to the rest of the clan that he was just as capable of leading as an alpha would. But he could not rightfully take his place as leader if he was unable to produce any heirs.

Eventually, Hanzo gave up on waiting for his heat. He threw himself into his work two fold - taking over the clan’s drug and brothel operations in the regions Chubu, Kanto, and Tohoku as well as amping up his training in martial arts and bowmanship. He began to make himself known - he was going to be the clan’s next oyabun and it was vital that he started building his reputation early. His father had high expectations of his strong omega son, expecting to mate him off to a powerful alpha of another clan and have them all come together under the Shimada clan name. And to accomplish that plan, Hanzo was going to need to be more experienced and more respected than any other potential clan leaders. He took his tasks very seriously, and often spent weeks away from the Shimada estate.

He was in the middle of one of his extended trips to Tokyo - checking over his various brothels and dealers there to ensure their quality had not gone down in the months since his last visit, when he got a call from his father. He would have to come home for a few weeks - attend to the estate in his father’s honor as the other went overseas to work on a weapons deal. He asked after his younger brother, if the second son could watch over the estate while Hanzo finished his quality control visit but his father would not hear it for a second and instructed Hanzo to return home immediately.

Hanzo left most of his belongings in his Tokyo apartment and traveled back to Hanamura the following morning, settling back into the estate with an ease and comfort as the cherry blossoms bloomed around him. He inquired after his brother only to find out that his brother only returned to the estate to shower, eat, and get money from their father. Only fifteen and yet so...unruly. It annoyed Hanzo, and he decided that he would just have to set his brother right before he returned to Tokyo.

Or...At least, he planned to.

What he hadn’t planned on was to wake up naked covered in sweat and slick, his whole body on fire and aching.

His heat.

He wasn’t sure if it was a curse or a blessing to have his first heat finally arrive and to arrive in the comfort of the Shimada estate. On one hand, he had as many servants to bring him toys and drinks and food at his leisure, but on the other hand...The number of alphas willing to knot him and hold him down until his instinctual need to be bred was satisfied was greatly reduced.

He reached between his legs, trembling fingers shyly sliding through the folds of his leaking cunt and shivering at the feeling. He hadn’t given himself the time to explore his body and bring himself off in months - he had too much to do and his last orgasm had to have been more than six months prior. He rubbed at his swollen clit slowly, gasping out into the silence of his bedroom as his hips pushed up into his own touch. His cunt leaked out another wave of aromatic slick, announcing to every alpha and beta in the area that he was in heat and in desperate need of a cock in his sensitive, omega pussy to breed him right up.

He couldn’t ignore the pulsing in his cunt, aching for something to dip inside and yet...He couldn’t do it himself. Whether it was the shame of having to fuck himself or out of an unfamiliarity with his own body, he couldn’t bring himself to dip his fingers into his aching hole. He stayed there, fingers hovering over it for a few minutes, before another lick of heat up his spine had him rolling out of the bed, uncoordinated and dizzy as he looked for his phone. He called his head of security, Mr. Soto, attempting to explain the situation but failing at finding words. As his subordinate started to ask questions, sounding vaguely concerned, Hanzo managed to finally say, “I need assistance. Come to my quarters, quickly.” The other man did not need any further instructions, and hung up the phone quickly.

Hanzo tossed himself back onto the bed, spreading his legs out wide in an attempt to ease the aching of his pussy as he rubbed at his clit. He didn’t need to wait long, however, his head of security busting open Hanzo’s bedroom door as he was accompanied by three of his top men. They looked around the room, guns in hand as they attempted to identify whatever situation that their precious heir needed assistance in. But the mean, determined looks melted off their faces after a few moments, turning their attention to Hanzo where he sat on the bed, his virgin pussy at the apex of his spread legs looking like nothing less than a crown jewel. Hanzo had the pleasure of watching them sniff, alphas and betas finally picking up on the thick layer of heat pheromones permeating the room.

It seemed to register to the four of them at once, as they all rushed to be the first to take advantage of their boss. Soto arrived between Hanzo’s legs first, pulling Hanzo closer to himself roughly by the omega’s strong thighs, growling viciously at the other men in the room as he claimed the heat-stricken omega for his own. For a moment, it seemed as if two of the other men were willing to attack Soto for the right to breed such a sweet smelling omega, but Hanzo’s purring seemed to calm them down.

“Why fight, when you can share,” He coo’d, spreading his legs wide as Soto shoved his pants and boxers down to his knees. He reached out for the other guards, his purr loud between them before it stuttered to a stop as Soto pressed into that wet, welcoming pussy.

For a second, Hanzo forgot what it was like to breath. Perhaps it was because of his heat or maybe this was what it was truly like to lose his virginity - but he was suddenly aware of every sensation, of the warmth of that thick cockhead spreading open his pussy, of the sudden hands against his body as the alphas took full advantage of Hanzo’s invitation. He tensed up for a few second, the room spinning around him as he held his breath, before Soto pressed his hips forward until they were flush together and Hanzo was forced to exhale.

“God, you’re soaking,” Soto moaned above him, his hands on Hanzo’s trim waist as he started to grind his hips forward. “Are you okay down there, sir? God, you look like you’ve never taken a cock before.” Rather than fucking his hips forward and taking the omega beneath him, Soto seemed to relish in taking his time in satisfying his needy boss. From the way Hanzo blushed and shivered beneath him, Soto could only conclude…”You really haven’t, have you? So busy being the little heir that you never took the time to enjoy yourself. The precious heir...and I’m here poppin’ your cherry.”

Hanzo was singularly focused on Soto above him, even as the other guards fished their cocks from their pants and approached the bed. He reached his hands out for them, following his instincts as his pussy was spread wide on Soto’s thick alpha cock. His heat seemed to be quelled for the moment, satisfied by all of the alpha pheromones in the room as he was finally, blessedly, being bred the way his body had desired for years. He couldn’t even muster up any embarrassment at Soto’s comments as he was fucked.

He was snapped out of his trance, reaching out to take one of the guards in hand. He stroked carefully, as he had seen in the various brothels he managed. Seeing these actions and actually performing them were two very different things - he wasn’t sure if all of his experiences watching his whores perform had prepared him for the weight and warmth of some nameless guard’s cock in his hand. He stroked methodically, doing his best to stay in focused and still please the alpha in front of him.

The other occupants in the room came forward slowly, one to Hanzo’s right and the other coming to kneel next to Hanzo’s face. He didn’t need to be instructed on what to do- mouthing at the length presented to him and moaning as his sense of taste was assaulted with alpha musk. He adjusted himself - a hand on each of the cocks presented to him by the guards on his sides and started suckling at the length of the dick jutting out in front of a face.

For a virgin, it was a bit overwhelming but he was just following his instincts on what he should do...And perhaps a bit influenced from watching others do these same sexual acts over the years. It seemed to be working - above him Soto was moaning and growling as he pressed his hips forward, forcefully thrusting his thick alpha cock into Hanzo’s tight, formerly virginal pussy, and the other operatives had their heads thrown back or were watching him with intent, satisfied eyes.

It was motivating to say the least - pheromones swimming through his system as he eagerly serviced the cocks presented to him. He could feel his mind drifting - losing himself to the pheromones and hormones slowly but surely. It felt like they had been going for hours yet he was sure that it had only been a few minutes - a handful of short minutes into his heat. He started pressing his hips back as he suckled on that juicy cock, hands turned into loose tunnels to allow his guards to fuck into them.

He could feel pleasure building underneath the warm, squirmy sensation below his skin. He wished he could chance a hand between his body and where Soto was still thrusting away at his hot, wet pussy but his hands were occupied. He kept pushing his hips back, feeling as if things were starting to come to some sort of climax, like the kind he had read about in the erotica novels he kept hidden under his mattress.

He was shocked from his reverie by the guard whose cock Hanzo was currently worshipping grabbing him by the hair, tugging at it pleasantly as he pressed his hips forward. His virgin mouth was not nearly prepared for such a thing - neatly gagging around that cock as he was forced to take it. The second shock came as his mouth was flooded with salty cum. Where his normal set of standards would have had him spit rather than demurely swallow (as he so readily fought against the idea of obedient, omega servitude even in uncomfortable situations) he was not in any place to push away the man by his hips. He swallowed the thick spend and didn’t dwell on it greatly as Soto started to grind his hips forward. Eventually the guard pulled away, sitting back on his haunches as he watched Hanzo service the other two guards.

With one less cock to attend to, Hanzo was able to really work the other two. They seemed entranced by their young, pretty heir, especially as their eyes traced the path of a stray drop of cum sliding down his lips.

“Ahh fuck~ Look at him. So cute, staring up at us all starry-eyed,” one sighed, continuing to press his hips forward into the warm tunnel of Hanzo’s delicate, but calloused hand. “Just makes you want to eat him right up - claim ‘im as your own.”

That had Soto growling possessively, pressing his body into Hanzo’s and pushing the omega back onto the bed. His teeth hovered over where Hanzo’s mating mark would go, at the junction of his neck and shoulder - wanting desperately to claim such a gorgeous, coveted omega but knowing it would be his doom if he did so. It was widely known that Hanzo was off limits to such things - his father’s plan of marrying him to an important alpha in a business move was well known and established among all of Sojiro’s employees and associates.

Of course, Hanzo was needy in his heat - a surge of need gripping him as he was pinned down underneath a large, powerful alpha. He pressed up, such that Soto’s teeth were just barely grazing against Hanzo’s perfect, unmarked skin. On some base level, he wanted to be mated and claimed and fucked until he was swelling with an alpha’s child.

That simple action - pressing up into Soto’s jaws and feeling those sharp canines graze his skin - was enough to send Hanzo over the edge. His pussy clenched around Soto’s cock in eager waves as he arched his back and moaned loud enough for the entire estate to hear.

Soto couldn’t help it - he changed the trajectory of his bite to instead hit purely on Hanzo’s shoulder, biting down to keep the omega in place as he humped his hips forward. Between them, his knot was swelling. Every backwards pull sent flames licking down Hanzo’s spine, his tight pussy being forced to spread wide for the alpha cock breeding him right up.

Soon enough, Soto’s knot was locking the two of them together while he hummed contentedly at the moaning omega beneath him. Besides them, the two unsatisfied guards were stroking frantically at their cocks, knots half inflated simply because of all of the omega pheromones in the air. They seemed to reach completion in tandem - aiming their cocks over Hanzo’s blissed out face to give him a nice facial.

Lying beneath a powerful alpha while having his womb filled with thick, creamy cum...Perhaps it wasn’t what Hanzo had planned for his day, but it was more than satisfying. He couldn’t wait to see what he would get up to for the rest of his heat.

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flatlineforest · 4 years

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Between Two Rocks {Shimadacest}

A request fill for milky tits Genji. I was powerless to resist. Hanzo/Genji/Sojiro.

Warnings: Lactation, trans male genji, Father/son incest, Sibling incest,

Wordcount: 775

Read on AO3 here! Originally posted on 12/08/2017.

Genji could hardly sit still; in the months since he started giving milk, it was a wonder that they had never tried this. Perhaps it was because of how sensitive his tits were, since he couldn’t handle even just hungry mouth against his tits let alone two at once.

As it was, he was squirming greatly, his hips shifting up and down against the bed where Hanzo had two fingers pressed into his soaking wet pussy, accompanied by two of Sojiro’s thicker fingers in Genji’s twitching ass.

Sojiro was nursing around Genji’s left nipple, his small breasts cute and perky underneath his father’s lips. He didn’t have much milk to give, but his father was certainly going to drink from him until he drained every last available drop. His father’s latch was impeccable - his experience in these matters showing through as he sucked quick and harshly. It wasn’t without it’s pain, of course, and it sent Genji’s chest pressing back against the bed.

Hanzo, on the other hand, was quite the sloppy eater. His latch was never quite right, and he always had little dribbles of milk coming down from his lips down onto his scratchy stubble. His hand was thrusting a bit, fingers quirky up and towards Genji’s stomach to try and stimulate his baby brother’s g-spot. He wasn’t quite as greedy with his brother’s milk, though he did love it all the same if his subtle grinding against the bed and the side of Genji’s thigh was any indicator.

Genji’s pussy and ass started to tighten around their fingers, indicating that he was going to cum if they kept it up. Sojiro, ever playing the part of the domineering father, pulled his fingers out and pulled on Hanzo’s wrist to do the same. He ignored Genji’s whine and reached out to pin down Genji’s hand, eliminating any doubt that Genji would be able to continue this without touching himself.

“Oh, god, please! Daddy, please, let me cum,” Genji breathed out, hips sagging back against the bed at the sudden loss of stimulation against his pussy. His other hand tightened where it was gripped in Hanzo’s silky hair, knowing that was his only option to keep himself from touching his pussy against his father’s will.

Sojiro followed a full mouthful and popped off his son’s tit reluctantly. “I want to see if you can cum from having your slutty tits sucked on,” he explained, running his finger around Genji’s leaking nipple in lazy circles. “Wouldn’t you like that, sparrow? To cum with your pussy clenching down on nothing but air, with your ass completely empty?” He dipped his head, running his tongue in tight circles around Genji’s nipple to lap up any of the leaking milk. His eyes remained on Genji’s face, eagerly awaiting his son’s response.

“Yes, sir! I would love that,” Genji breathed out a few seconds later, letting his eyes fall shut as he tried to focus on the sensations. His brother’s lips, sucking sloppy and uneducated at his right nipple. The agonizing feeling of stubble against the tender swells adorning his chest. Drops of milk against his side, soaking his skin and sliding slowly down onto the white bedsheets. His breath rattling in his chest, quiet but ragged as he comes down from the edge of an orgasm.

Hanzo pressed his hips down into Genji’s thigh, grinding his naked cock against the soft, hairless skin as he continued to drink. That stimulation was enough to have Genji gasping, thigh pressing up to give his brother something firmer to rut against. He let his hand fall against the bed, choosing to grasp against it as the stimulation against his body was starting to build up against. He looked over at his father, surprised suddenly at the sight of his father collecting a mouthful of milk. He was shocked as the man moved up suddenly, pressing his lips against Genji’s. Obediently, he opened his mouth and for the first time, he tasted his own milk. It was a shock to his system and the pure eroticism of the act had his body clenching up suddenly, a wave of pleasure beyond description going through his pussy.

He blacks out for a few seconds and when he comes to, Hanzo and Sojiro are looking up at him with delighted eyes. His brother surges up to pepper some kisses against his cheeks, affectionate and proud of his baby brother for being able to cum untouched. As Genji stared up against the ceiling, chest heaving and surrounded by his two favorite people, he wondered if he would feed both of his lovers at once more often.

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Release {Shimadacest}

Genji found out that Hanzo had been hiding a kink from him. He takes an opportunity when they’re both drunk to try it out with his subby brother.

Warnings: Watersports, Drunk sex, sibling incest, dom/sub elements, trans man Genji, crying.

Wordcount: 1487.

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Genji lured Hanzo in with a false sense of security- with sweet, affectionate kisses and “come fuck me” eyes that made it seem as if Hanzo was going to finally get to control the way their night went. He followed Genji from the foreign lounge they had been drinking in all the way back to their hotel room for the night. He thought that maybe, Genji would thank Hanzo for taking him on such a nice vacation to London where they could be themselves without a care.

Every block or so, Hanzo would pin him against a wall and kiss him forcefully - obviously riding the high of an affirmation that Genji never really gave. Not that Genji was complaining - he could let Hanzo go on believing that he was going to dom him, at least until they got back to the hotel. Besides, Hanzo was so much more fun like this - drunk and excited was a great look on his older brother. Once, Hanzo even pushed Genji up against the wall of an ancient church, reaching between them to shove his hands down Genji’s pants, rubbing against Genji’s fat clit. All the while, searing Genji’s lips with his own.

It was enough to get Genji soaking through his panties - he knew that he would end up taking Hanzo’s cute dick that night and using his brother fully- but he had some other plans he needed to see to first. So, he let Hanzo continue to delude himself that he would be on top that night all the way to their hotel.

It was on the elevator up to their penthouse suite where Genji felt the first pang in his bladder. He pulled back from their kiss to groan - though he is fairly sure that Hanzo thought it was a result of his wandering hands. Genji slides his hands from Hanzo’s shoulders to the back of his head, bringing his brother down to start kissing at Genji’s sensitive neck. Hanzo didn’t need any further encouragement - starting to suck and bite at the skin without a word while his hands dipped under Genji’s waistband once more.

The alcohol was really starting to settle in Genji’s system, loosening his movements while he was hit with another pang of pain. He couldn’t wait to get back to the room - to pop this dominant bubble his older brother was currently residing in. When the elevator dinged and the door open, Genji was pushing his brother back with an easy shove to the older man’s shoulder. Hanzo, though slightly miffed at how his brother chose to push him away, followed the other diligently back to their hotel room.

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Genji wished that he had his phone ready to capture a photo of what Hanzo’s face looked like the instant Genji had pulled out his handcuffs. Hanzo’s expression turned from excitement to visible disappointment.

“But I thought…” he said first, and he watched the pout change the dimensions of his brother’s face. Something about being drunk changed Hanzo from the haughty heir of the Shimada clan to an easy-to-manipulate child. It was one of Genji’s favorite things - and he was always sure to take advantage of his anija in such a vulnerable state.

“What? You thought you could take control? Push me around, fuck me with that cute, little dick of yours?” He walked over to his brother, pushing him down onto the expensive chesterfield sofa. He straddled his brother’s lap, invading the other’s space with an ease and confidence that only came from dominating his brother so completely in the past. He knew Hanzo’s limits and needs very well, though his submissive often hid them out of embarrassment. “Put your hands out, Hanzo.” He smiled when his brother did as instructed without hesitation, despite the pout on his face. “Good boy, anija,” he praised as he locked the cuffs in place, the keys placed safely on the coffee table.

He pressed his weight down on his brother, keeping him secured against the couch as he leaned in to kiss him. He had a very specific plan for this evening...All spurned on from Hanzo forgetting to clear his browser history just one single time. He knew that his submissive would never ask for this specific treatment since it was so humiliating, but Genji knew that Hanzo had secretly wanted it for months. He rewarded his brother with more sweet kisses, kind and giving given his brother’s intoxicated state. There wouldn’t be any punishments tonight, just some kinky affection.

Genji spurned his brother on by rolling his hips down, grinding down into Hanzo’s stubby little cock. His hands were on his brother’s shoulders, keeping himself steady as he worked to give his brother a flirty lapdance. “Do you want me, brother?” He stilled himself, waiting for Hanzo’s response.

Hanzo looked up at him with wide, trusting eyes. He seemed to hesitate, his cheeks flushed with the alcohol or perhaps a childish shyness. Seconds later, he finally answered with a murmur that Genji almost missed; “...Yes.”

Genji smiled down at his precious sub, placing his hands on either side of Hanzo’s cheeks. “You know that all I do, I do for you. I just want to make you feel happy and satisfied. You know this right, Hanzo?” He wanted for Hanzo’s nod before he centered himself back in Hanzo’s lap, his pussy pressed directly above his brother’s cock. He leaned in to kiss Hanzo sloppily and about ten seconds later, relaxed completely. The release felt amazing - he’d been holding it for hours and the amount of alcohol he drank probably didn’t help it.

For the first few seconds, Hanzo didn’t even notice that Genji was pissing himself in his lap. But as the wetness soaked through Genji’s jeans, Hanzo jumped beneath him and pulled back from their kiss. He looked between Genji’s blissed out face and their laps, helpless to stop what was going on as his tied hands remained between the two of them. Tears beaded down Hanzo’s face - his mind hardly comprehending what was going on let alone why he liked it. His cock jerked in his pants, spurred on by the wetness that was soaking in through his boxers.

It seemed to last forever. Genji’s sigh was drawn out for no less than a minute as he continued to piss over his brother’s lap. He eventually opened his eyes, smiling as his brother cried in front of him with balled up fists - like he wasn’t sure how to handle the situation. “Don’t you like it, Hanzo? Your little baby brother pissing all over you? I knew you’d like it, anija.” Genji felt like a king, drunk with power as Hanzo’s hips started pressing up into him.

“Oh? Oh...My good boy, my sweet wonderful anija,” he cooed, rubbing his thumbs across Hanzo’s cheekbones. He started rolling his hips down into the brother, not minding how the wetness had spread between the two of them, a grin on his face as the other babbled and cried. Hanzo’s hands clenched and unclenched between them, moans bubbling out between sobs. This went on for about ten seconds before Hanzo’s head dipped back against the couch, chest heaving with his sobs as his hips pressed up one last time. He stayed like this for a moment, enough for Genji to appreciate how beautiful his brother looked like this - crying and soiled beneath him-, before slumping down against the couch.

Finally, the stream pattered off and Genji relaxed back onto Hanzo’s soaked thighs. He kissed at his brother’s tear-soaked face for a few seconds, letting the other come down from his orgasm slowly. “Good boy...What a wonderful boy,” he sighed before shifting back and off of his lap. He stripped off his soaked jeans and brief, sighing pleasantly at being released from the clinging fabric. “Lay back against the couch, Hanzo.”

Hanzo blinked at him slowly, tears still falling from those long lashes, but ultimately laid down with his head near the armrest. Genji didn’t waste any time, straddling his brother’s face and hovering his piss-soaked pussy over the other’s mouth. Hanzo didn’t waste any time, closing the gap and starting to lick directly at Genji’s hard clit. His hands came up, gripping at Genji’s pert ass as he started licking his brother’s pussy clean.

Genji let out a quiet moan, biting down on his lip as his brother started to tongue at his pussy. He pressed his hips down and tangled his fingers in his brother’s luscious hair. “My perfect little sub. Do I taste good, anija?” His brother’s moan suggested that the answer was a hearty yes and Genji couldn’t help but laugh. Who would have expected his haughty, arrogant anija would be such a slut for piss. As Hanzo started to suck against that fat clit, all Genji could think of how much fun they were going to have with Hanzo’s newly confirmed fetish.

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Virgin, huh? {Shimadacest}

Genji calls Hanzo drunk to pick him up at a club. Once Hanzo is escorting him home, Genji goads him until Hanzo pushes back against his drunk brother.

Warnings: Rape/ noncon elements, drunk sex, drunk flirting, watersports, piss drinking, sibling incest,

Wordcount: 1369

Read on AO3 here! Originally posted on 12/09/2017.

The last thing Hanzo wants to do is to answer a phone call at two AM on a Friday night. He had just gotten in from an extended trip, and he was really just trying to get comfortable enough to promptly pass out until Sunday. But, of course, just as his body was relaxing enough, his phone went off with that annoying ringtone Genji had assigned to himself. Hanzo doesn’t bother being quiet with his cursing, and answers his phone without opening his eyes to just blind himself in the late night.

“What do you need, Genji,” he sighs, slapping a hand over his eyes to protect himself from the light still being able to shine through his eyelids. God, he suddenly regrets having his phone set to 100% brightness at all times.

“Heeeeey Hanzoooooo,” Genji says, hardly audible in comparison to the booming speakers of whatever club he has lost himself in now. “I’m….I’m reaaaal’ fuckin’ drunk and Dad says you have to come pick me up.”

Hanzo groaned, half in the pain of such loud sounds and at the prospect of going all of the way to downtown just to pick his brother up from some shitty nightclub. He seriously doubts that his father would answer the phone at this hour to authorize such a pickup but then again, Genji had always been his favorite. Even more so as of late, for whatever reason. He couldn’t just pawn this task off on one of the guards and risk his father getting mad at him for disobeying an order. “Stay where you are. I’ll be there soon.”

He affords himself two minutes laying in bed before he is rolling off of his comfortable mattress to get ready to head out into the city.

The only thing Hanzo couldn’t complain about is how easy it was to find Genji. It helped that Sojiro had linked the GPS on Genji’s phone to Hanzo’s, and that once he arrived, everyone knew what direction to point Hanzo in to find him. Which, Hanzo isn’t sure why he didn’t expect his brother to be in the center of the dance floor with his lips wrapped around a stranger’s cock.

He pulls his brother up by the hair and drags him away from the dance floor. At first, Genji stumbles after him but once he realizes that it is none other than his brother, he is much more eager to follow. When Hanzo stops at a crosswalk, not precisely eager to walk into the flow of traffic, Genji takes the opportunity to plaster himself to Hanzo’s back, cock pressing into Hanzo’s ass, and gropes loosely at Hanzo’s cock through his sweatpants. He is leaning into Hanzo’s shoulder, swollen spit-slicked lips against Hanzo’s unblemished skin.

Hanzo slaps his hands away and shrugs him off. “Keep your hands to yourself. I can’t have a filthy slut like you getting my clothes dirty.” He grabs Genji by the wrist loosely and leads him across the crosswalk. Just one foot in front of the other and if he did enough of that, he’d be back home and into his bed. Just a little more. Behind him, Genji is giggling like a madman.

“Anija, just because you’re a virgin doesn’t mean the rest of us have to be so clean and pure tooo,” Genji quips back, trailing behind Hanzo enough so he could watch his brother’s ass sway with his walk. “Aand you know, you don’t have to stay a virgin! I could take care of it, anija, pop that cherry of yours-”

Hanzo turns, pushing Genji against a filthy wall and slapping a hand over the other’s mouth. “Shut up, Genji. I’ve had a shitty day and this is your only warning.” He has murder in his eyes, the kind that accompanies being awake for no less than thirty six hours. It’s enough; Genji stays quiet for the remaining walk home.

The silence is short lived, as Hanzo drags Genji towards his room. One misfortunate outcome of Genji coming home drunk meant that Hanzo was in charge of taking care of him until morning - making sure he doesn’t end up getting into further trouble. “You’re awfully maaad, Hanzo. Were you jerking off when I called you? Since you can’t get any, I imagine you do that a lot.”

Hanzo is fuming silently as he enters his bedroom, tossing Genji towards the bed. He was really reaching the limits of his patience, and so help him if Genji made one more comment-

“Wow, your sheets are white? You know, only virgins use white sheets, since they don’t have to worry about the stains,” Genji informs, sitting cross legged at the end of Hanzo’s mattress. He’s sitting there, hair tossed about in wild snarls, no doubt from the hands of the men he had sucked off throughout the night, makeup smudged, and a smirk on his lips. Hanzo sits there for a moment, letting the words hang in the air, before his patience snaps.

He walks forward, grabbing Genji by the hair once more. His other hand is hastily shoving his sweatpants down and in a swift moment, he is mashing his brother’s face into his sweaty, unwashed crotch. “If you’re gonna talk like a whore, you’re going to be treated like one, Genji,” he hisses. Beneath him, Genji is doing his best to keep up with the turn of events. He has his mouth open, loosely mouthing at Hanzo’s skin whenever his face gets mashed forward. He shoves Genji down, until his nose is buried in the skin directly beneath his cock, right above the fold of his balls. He keeps him down there for a few moments, really letting Genji take in the stench of his brother’s unwashed cock and balls.

Genji shudders beneath him, dizzy with the scent and all of the rough treatment, but isn’t really protesting. That is, until Hanzo is shoving a thumb into his mouth and prying it open. Seconds later, too fast for Genji to process, his brother’s cock is being shoved down his throat. He gags around it once, but soon catches up to the situation and suppresses the reflex. He tries, half desperate, to pull away from Hanzo, but his brother’s grip is firm.

He keeps Genji there, hips thrusting minutely to shove the tip of his dick into the back of Genji’s throat. It takes Hanzo a little while to relax enough to follow through with his plan - nearly thirty seconds after he crammed his dick down his little brother’s throat, he is relaxed enough to let loose the stream of piss that’s been collecting since he left the estate to pick up his little brother.

Genji thrashes beneath him, pushing at Hanzo’s thighs as his throat and mouth was assaulted by a steady stream of warm, salty piss. Hanzo holds him steady as he pulls his cock halfway out, letting the piss hit Genji’s tongue instead of it mercifully sliding down the back of his throat directly. He can tell that Genji is starting to put up a fight, not swallowing, and tuts, reaching down to pinch Genji’s nose shut. “Swallow. And if you get a drop on my white bedsheets, I’ll be pissing in your ass next.”

Genji shakes, tears streaming down his face, but starts swallowing Hanzo’s warm piss obediently. It seems to last forever to them both, as if Hanzo’s stream was never ending, but it all comes to an end eventually...Or, well, so Genji thinks.

He is nauseas and full by the time Hanzo is done pissing, but it seems his older brother isn’t quite done yet. He pulls out until only the tip remained in Genji’s mouth, his fist pumping furiously at the rest of his cock. He has his lip drawn between two teeth, staring down at Genji as he jerks off furiously.

A scant two minutes later, Genji is swallowing down Hanzo’s cum, adding to Hanzo’s piss in his stomach. Genji lays back against the bed as Hanzo releases him, and Hanzo follows him down. He places a hand on Genji’s too full stomach, rubbing at him possessively.

“So, what were you saying about me being a virgin, Genji?”

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Drug Money {Shimadacest}

Genji steps into Sojiro’s office to ask him for funding for his next bender.

Warnings: Parent/Child Incest, drug use, noncon, dubious consent, oral sex, crying, sexual coercion.

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When Genji walks into the office, he is exuding a sense of confidence that immediately catches Sojiro’s eye. Afterall, Genji tended to visit him later in the evening if he was going to pester him for one thing on another, never while Sojiro was in his office attending to their operations. He sauntered in with that sway of his hips - the same seductive movements obviously used against Sojiro’s assistant if his easy access into the office meant anything.

Sojiro placed his paperwork down onto his desk and sat back, smiling easily at his darling second son. “Well, hello there, Genji. What brings you to my office this afternoon?” He sits back in his seat as his son comes to sit on the left corner of his desk. The teenager is clad in another one of his adorably slutty outfits - high waisted shorts and a matching crop top. Sojiro’s fingers itch to slide against that small amount of bared midriff, perhaps even run higher to tweak one of his son’s nipples…He hums and slowly directs his attention to Genji’s face.

“To-san! I need some money~!” Genji chimes, looking down at his father with one of his signature smiles. Where normally Sojiro would give in, unable to deny his youngest son any of the nicest things in life, he decides to take some time today. Satisfy some of his more basic needs and curiosities.

“Ahh, little sparrow. Come closer.” Sojiro grabs his youngest son by the waist and pulls him off the table and into his lap. The boy sits sideways in his father’s lap, facing the wall to their left. Sojiro’s hands hold those firms hips tight, keeping his little sparrow from flying away from his own father’s familiar contact. “Tell me, little one, what would you use Daddy’s money for?” The fingers of his left hand, stained with ink from writing all day, slides up from his waist to rub two fingers in circles against Genji’s right nipple.

The boy jumps at the movement from the desk, alarmed and flighty, and his smile falters as his father felt up his pert tits. He recovers from the casual molestation surprisingly well, turning to his father with an even wider smiler - but it doesn’t do much to convince Sojiro of his son’s actual confidence or joy to be in the situation. He finds he doesn’t care, hardly even listening to Genji’s response.

“Drugs. Weed, LSD...I’m thinking of getting some Coke for when I go out tonight,” Genji says, without too much hesitation. He doesn’t like lying to Sojiro, after all his father knew all the filthy details of his nightly happenings as a result of the crew he has to tail Genji each and every time he leaves the estate.

Sojiro thinks for a moment, takes the opportunity to pinch Genji’s nipple between his two ink-stained fingers and savors the shudder it pulls from his younger son. Beneath them, his cock is stirring and beginning to press into the soft cushion of Genji’s thighs and ass. After a thick moment between the two of them, Sojiro finally sighs, “Get under the desk. If you really want that money, you’ll open wide.”

He delights in how tense Genji gets for a few seconds before he is sliding down to his knees and crawling beneath the desk. “Good little sparrow. I hope you’re as experienced at this as your guards claim you are, because it is no little task I am asking you to do.” He makes quick work of unbuttoning his pants and pulling out his cock before sliding his chair back into place and pressing a hand against Genji’s head. “Get to work. Time is money.” He picks his paperwork back up, and pretends he doesn’t almost drop it at the first feeling of a warm, metal piercing touching, followed by the spongy flat of Genji’s tongue, against the tip of his cock. “Good boy...What a good boy for me, Genji,” He praises, but that is the last he will acknowledge of his youngest son for a long time.

Genji does his best to stay calm underneath the desk. He didn’t ever think that he’d end up in a situation like this - being forced to suck his father’s cock just for some drug money...And he didn’t think he’d ever stoop so low as to go through with it.

His father’s cock is wide and girthy in his mouth, perhaps even the thickest he had ever taken. If it had been any other time, he would have even enjoyed the challenge it presented...But now, its girth is a constant reminder of who it belongs to. The only man Genji has ever answered to...His father, the man who sired him. He shudders at the thought that the cum that gave way to him, and to Hanzo, came from the cock he was currently sucking.

Where he might normally let his mind go to autopilot and let his muscle memory take care of the rest, he is forced to give this task his full attention or risk choking or gagging on that fragrant dick. He spends most of the time sucking on half of the shaft, hands at the base to steady the cock as he did his best to please his father and make it all end faster. As it was, he had been on his knees for a minimum of twenty minutes. His jaw ached as he ran his tongue against the underside.

He was doing fairly well in keeping himself composed, though he could feel the tears coming as his mind worked to process the situation...That was, until he heard the door of the office once more. He tenses, but he decides that it can’t be the end of the world. He can’t stop now, can’t afford to lose any progress he has made in his goal of getting his father to cum so he could get out from under the desk and go get high enough to forget this had all ever happened. He lets the cock fall out of his mouth however, breathing as quietly as he could and rolling his tongue around the tip, listening to see who, exactly entered the room.

He wanted to weep when he heard the voice of the newcomer.

Sojiro looked up from the contract he was skimming over when his door opened once more, wondering what sort of day it was that two people would disturb his business in under an hour. He grinned as the visitor was revealed to be none other than his eldest son, dressed quite prettily in a formal suit.

“I’m sorry to intrude, Oto-san, but I just wanted to get some papers signed before I leave for the meeting in Tokyo,” Hanzo greeted, bowing respectfully as he waited for his father to consent. How precious. He had never quite considered how beautiful and eager to please his eldest son was...But given the other happenings of that afternoon, needless to say it was now a possibility that he was considering.

“That is fine, Hanzo. Please, tell me what they are as you put them on my desk for me to sign,” He responded, voice just as composed as it would be even without the younger Shimada heir suckling against his dick. Taking advantage of Hanzo’s distraction as he double checked his paperwork, he reached down to press his hand to the back of Genji’s head. The other did not need any further encouragement, dipping his head and starting to suck the length of his cock.

“Here you go, Oto-san. The first is an agreement saying that if Mr. Sato agrees to forward customers to our brothels and dealers, that we will give him a twenty percent discount on weapon orders greater than fifty pieces?” The statement was truly more of a question, and Sojiro takes joy in how Hanzo’s cheeks flush with color under his father’s hard stare.

He doesn’t let Hanzo squirm long, and signs the paper with a smile. Hanzo mirrors it, and the rest of the paperwork goes by quickly. He wonders how Hanzo would react if he knew that Genji was under Sojiro’ desk in that instant, wonders if Hanzo would timidly ask if he could join them or if he would be disgusted.

As he signs the last of Hanzo’s papers, he is hit with the thought of his two boys sharing his cock beneath him, perhaps even kissing each other with the head of his dick sandwiched between their lips. He doesn’t bother holding back, covering what would have been a pleasured sigh with a hum as he lets his orgasm wash over him. He is making eye contact with his smiling eldest son while his youngest is sucking down Sojiro’s creamy load.

He sits back in his chair as Hanzo walked out, and wonders idly how he will get his eldest to put out when he returns from his trip to Tokyo. He doesn’t pay much attention as he pulls out a large handful of bills and places it on the desk for Genji. He doesn’t comment on the drop of cum resting just below Genji’s lip or the tears in his eyes as he grabs the bills and scurries out from the room.

An hour later sees Genji sitting in his wing of the estate, three layers of clothes on and with his legs curled beneath him. He is fortunate to have the private quarters all to himself, fingers shaking as he sparks the end of his joint.

And if he cries while he takes the first hit, at least nobody is around to see.

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Sakura ch 3 [Shimadacest ABO]

This was one of the first fics I wrote for the ship. It started off as a one shot and grew in chapters as a result of requests.

Warnings: A/B/O, Omega Hanzo, Alpha Genji, heat fic, manipulation, mildly dubious consent, sibling incest. In later chapters: Father/ child incest, threesome, somnophilia ish.

LONG FIC!

Wordcount, chapter 3- 5,130

Read all chapters on AO3 here. Originally posted on: 12/05/2017.

Hanzo is the most attentive omega Genji has ever seen. Not that he is particularly complaining about it, but it does make it difficult for Genji to get enough alone time to arrange his meeting with their father. Hanzo follows him from room to room, not unlike a cat, though whenever Genji questions him about it, he always has one excuse or another. One such excuse is that the living room in Genji’s private quarters had the most comfortable couch in the estate and Hanzo was trying to read a book. And normally, it would have warmed his heart knowing that Hanzo was trying to look after his mate and all, but it had been three days since the omega’s heat ended and Genji had hardly been alone for ten minutes across all three.

Fortunately, Genji manages to get a text out to one of his father’s advisers, stating that Sojiro needed to assign Hanzo a task if Genji was ever going to get to have time with his father alone. Not twenty minutes later, Hanzo gets a call about having to attend a formal meeting in his father’s stead, since Sojiro was supposedly feeling a bit under the weather. Genji was able to watch the conflicting feelings of being a good son and a good mate battle on Hanzo’s face for a few minutes.

“You should go. I’ll be fine on my own, anija,” Genji coaxed, wrapping his arms around his mate from behind and pressing a kiss into his shoulder. “And as soon as you return, we will spend the night together.” He raked his teeth over his anija’s skin playfully, hinting at the kind of activities they should get onto should Hanzo decide to attend the meeting.

“Ah...You are right. It’s not often that Father is ill, he is counting on me to go to this meeting.” He turned around in Genji’s arms and pressed a searing kiss to his brother’s lips. Genji pretended to not notice the way his brother was rubbing the scent gland on his wrist against Genji’s shoulders and neck - a deterrent to any other omega who might come sniffing after his mate in the short time he was away.

“Anija, you don’t have to worry! No other omega catches my eye the way you do...My sexy, anija,” Genji assured as Hanzo made his way to the door. “Good luck at the meeting!” He waited for Hanzo’s retreating figure had disappeared from view before calling his father to arrange a lunch for the two of them to talk things over.

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“If you want Hanzo to agree to it and enjoy it, it is not something that we can spring on him,” Genji informed his father around a bite of pizza. He didn’t bother finishing chewing his food before he continued, “It has to be his idea, to include you in our bed.”

Sojiro’s eyes crinkled with his smile at his youngest son’s childish eating habits, choosing to cut his pizza into bite sized pieces with his fork and knife while he thought it over. “I’m sure we can arrange such things. But does that mean you’ve agreed to the rest of the terms, my sparrow?”

Genji leaned forward with a grin, catching his father’s eye. “I don’t think I could want anything else, To-san! I mean, our Hanzo would look so good being shared between the two of us. He could be our special, secret omega.”

Sojiro grinned wide and sat back in his seat. “I am glad we see eye to eye on this, Genji. As for making Hanzo come to the idea himself...I think I have a plan.”

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The first part of the plan is rather easy to execute. Genji returns to his quarters with a pep in his step, and is more than glad to see Hanzo waiting for him in their bed. The omega had obviously been there for a while, if the load of thin omega cum drying against his toned abs was any indication. His brother looked adorable with his little omega cock straining in the air, two fingers pressed into his ass searching for something he just barely couldn’t reach.

Genji stood in the doorway for a few minutes, letting Hanzo whine and shift his hips in his search of his prostate without noticing his brother’s return. Finally, he took pity on his omega and announced his presence. “Anija, I’m home,” he chimed, coming to the bed to kneel between his brother’s spread legs. He smiled at his brother as he eased those fingers from that glistening hole, easily replacing them with three of his own. “Did you miss me?” Genji’s heart ached at Hanzo’s little nod, his cheeks pinked with his subtle embarrassment, and he couldn’t help but reward that honesty - quirking his fingers just so in order to press against Hanzo’s prostate. Hanzo’s back arched beneath him and Genji’s smiled turned wolfish as he set out to preparing Hanzo’s cute, omega hole for the deep dicking Genji had planned.

Four hours and five orgasms later saw Hanzo tuckered out against their bed, gone into a deep sleep out of exhaustion. Genji gave it ten minutes after Hanzo fell asleep before retrieving his phone from the nightstand. He played the recording sent to him from his father, titled “goodboy.mp3.” His cheeks blushed as his father’s deep, seductive voice filled the bedroom.

“My sweet, precious Hanzo,” Sojiro sighed, and if Genji closed his eyes, he could almost feel Sojiro’s breath ghosting against his shoulder as if he was really right behind him in their bedroom. “Don’t you want to be a good boy for your Daddy?” Genji shudders and silently reaches a hand down to stroke at his still wet, half hard cock. When he had heard the first part of Sojiro’s plan, he hadn’t expected the recording to be so...lewd...Or to have such an effect on Genji himself, since he wasn’t even the intended audience. “Daddy loves you very much, Hanzo. He wants you very badly. Don’t you want your daddy too?” Genji was supposed to play this every night, for as long Hanzo was asleep, until the messages were burned into Hanzo’s subconscious.

Genji started tugging on his cock with some more fervor, eyes shut as he pictured their father looming over Hanzo’s sleeping form, his thick alpha cock between them as he seduces his son. God, what he wouldn’t do to see that. He bites down on his hand, careful not to make any sounds that might wake his brother up as he starts chasing his orgasm.

“You want your Daddy, Hanzo. You want him to be your alpha too. You want your daddy to knot your omega cunt, and breed you up. You want nothing more than to make your alphas happy, don’t you Hanzo,” Sojiro coo’d, and Genji was just barely able to make out a panting sound - his mind helpfully supplying the image of their father jerking himself off while making this recording. Genji’s hips surged into his hand, near growling with want for the other alpha...His father. He wanted his father just as badly as he wanted his brother - and he was willing to do anything to get the three of them together.

“Be a good boy for your Daddy, Hanzo. Show him you love him,” Sojiro instructed, and the sound was followed by a quiet huff a few inches away from the microphone. Right at the end of the recording, Genji was able to hear a low groan and a few slick sounds - no doubt the sounds of his father reaching his completion in tandem of the end of the recording. Genji was right on the edge, chewing on his lip as he fucked into his hands. He was right there - just needed a little bit more-

Hanzo turned over in the bed and Genji got an eyeful of his brother’s little omega cock hard against his chest. “Fuck,” Genji breathed out, his eyes widening as he increased the speed of his hand on his cock.

“-My sweet, precious Hanzo,” Sojiro breathed out, and Hanzo’s cock twitched in response. And that was it for Genji - had him spurting rope after rope of cum as if he hadn’t cum in his brother’s little hole multiple times that evening. He used one hand to bite down on and muffle his sounds as the other kept stroking, milking out a few more ropes to land over Hanzo’s prone form.

Genji rocked back onto his knees and sighed as his orgasm subsided, hand still stroking absently as he took in Hanzo’s twitching form, now covered in his big brother’s cum. God...They really had to make sure this plan worked out.

---

Sojiro gave it a month before he began the second part of their plan. Although the effects of Part 1 had been apparent within a week of its start - what with Hanzo being suddenly more eager to spend time with his father and do as many favors to help him out as possible - Sojiro wanted Hanzo to be really eager to please before he brought things up to the next level. He arranged for a three day out-of-town meeting with one of their suppliers, and told Hanzo that he was going to have to attend at Sojiro’s side - that it would be a good learning experience for the future heir to the Empire.

Hanzo agreed to the trip without hesitation - told his father that he was looking forward to watching his father work and being able to assist him in doing so. Sojiro even heard from Genji that Hanzo is very excited for the trip - that his omega son had been looking forward to being able to prove his worth to their father.

This pleases Sojiro, and he is quick in making the arrangements for both the trip and for Part 2 of their great plan. He books a room with a single queen bed in it, and with a quick transfer of bills to the management of the hotel has it planned that they will be informed at check in that it will be the only room available to them on the night of their arrival. From there, all he has to do was wait.

When they arrive at the hotel, Hanzo did his best to fight for a larger room. He assured them that the price of a larger room would be no problem - and that someone of Sojiro’s status would deserve nothing less. Sojiro found himself touched by his son’s insistence, but tells the clerk at the front desk that whatever they had available would be fine.

When they arrived at the room, Hanzo initially offered to sleep on the pullout couch. As if any son of Sojiro’s could ever be allowed to sleep on such furnishings. No, Sojiro had insisted, Hanzo would share the bed with him.

A few hours later, however, and every part of Sojiro’s plan had slid into place. Hanzo seemed to be in a rather light sleep - and he was curled up onto his side. It made it especially easy for Sojiro to sidle up behind him, and wrap his arms around his son’s waist. Hanzo stirred for a moment, as if he was going to wake, but ultimately relaxed in the arms of his father.

Sojiro grinned to himself, and between the thoughts of what he had planned and Hanzo’s subtle sakura scent being right under his nose, was completely hard in seconds. He was very careful to appear as if he was sleeping before he took action, laying his head back and closing his eyes. He schooled his breathing into something deeper - truly giving the appearance of being in a deep sleep - and began to grind his hips forward. Although his son was wearing a loose pair of shorts, his son’s shifting had manipulated and pinched at the material such that it clung to his son’s pert ass and gave Sojiro the perfect surface to rut his hips against.

---

Hanzo awoke to the feeling of something hard poking against his ass. For a few seconds, he assumed that it was simply Genji having another one of his wet dreams, spurred on by having his mate so close in the night - but his surroundings came back to him and remembered precisely who was behind him. Oh…

What was he supposed to do? His father was obviously asleep - there was no way that his distinguished, honorable father would be grinding against his own son if he were awake. He chanced a look over his shoulder, and was met with his father’s calm, resting face - there was no chance that his father was doing this on purpose.

Was Hanzo supposed to move? Was he supposed to stop - prevent his father from humping against his ass in his sleep? Even if Hanzo decided to go through with that course of action - he couldn’t execute it; Sojiro’s arms were wrapped firmly around his waist and there was no way that Hanzo could break his father’s tight grip without waking him up.

Besides...Hanzo didn’t want to deny his father such a simple pleasure. Afterall, who knew when the last time his father had the time to get off? He was such a busy man, running the Clan so tirelessly. No, Hanzo couldn’t dare take this away from his father. Sojiro deserved it and if nobody but Hanzo knew then was it really that wrong?

He closed his eyes, resigning himself to laying there and letting his father rut against him. He was content with his inaction and he would be able to just go back to sleep. He’d even sleep in later than normal, or at least feign sleep - long enough for Sojiro to wake up and get rid of the evidence. His father would never have to know that Hanzo was knew-

Between his thighs, his cock grew hard and started to leak. He wasn’t sure if it was the stimulation or perhaps the scent of the strong alpha behind him. He could feel the heat rush to his cheeks at the thought of getting hard off his father’s pheromones. He wasn’t supposed to...It was one thing for him to be attracted to his brother, but to their father, too? It was shameful; Sojiro deserved better than his omega son lusting after him. He was a distinguished man who wouldn’t dare stoop so low as to fucking his son.

Ashamed, Hanzo refused to touch his cock. He kept still for his father, and if his cock jumped when Sojiro came with a low grunt, then nobody had to know. He did his best to fall asleep despite his straining erection and succeeded in his goal five minutes later.

Behind him, Sojiro was smirking.

---

When Hanzo awoke to his father grinding against him once more, he let out the slightest of moans. His father was putting out strong pheromones, and it was enough to get his hole leaking slick. He had thought about the previous night the entire day, especially since Sojiro didn’t give any indication that he knew what happened during the night. What he was about to do was wrong...But god, Hanzo wanted it desperately. He wanted to please his father so badly - his wonderful father who gave him everything he had including his mate. He couldn’t stand by and let his father rut against him - he had to assist in the process.

He shimmied up a bit in the bed, such that his thighs were aligned with Sojiro’s cock, and shyly reached behind him. He looked at Sojiro’s face, looking for any sign that his father might wake up suddenly, as he pulled his father’s waistband down. The first sight of that girthy, intimidating alpha cock had a fresh wave of slick leaking from his needy hole. God, he wanted it so badly...But he was too timid to do much more than give Sojiro something better to rut against.

He turned back over and carefully slotted Sojiro’s cock between his thighs, squeezing them together gently to create a warm space for his father to fuck in his sleep. He was glad nobody was there to see the way his cheeks flushed, looking down to see the tip his father’s thick dick poking out between his thighs.

Sojiro’s hips paused for a few seconds and Hanzo was scared that perhaps his father would not hump against him - but his fears were dispelled as Sojiro scooted up tighter behind him and began thrusting his hips forward with purpose. The friction of Sojiro’s cock fucking between his hairless thighs had Hanzo gasping out quietly in the silent hotel room. He bit down on one of his knuckles, muffling any additional noises he might make, and shoves his other hand into his briefs. He stroked his omega cock in sync with his father’s sleepy, ill-timed thrusts.

Sojiro’s hips changed angles slightly, sending the tip of his cock brushing against Hanzo’s balls. It was enough to have Hanzo moaning out a muffled “Daddy!” into his hand and his cock twitching violently as he staved off an orgasm. His daddy’s pleasure had to come first - that was what it was all about. He desperately felt the need to please his father and make him as happy as possible and if that meant letting his father fuck his thighs in his sleep then so be it.

What would Genji think of him? Being used by their father, and using him in turn…All the while mated to another alpha. Genji would be disgusted – would be angry at the idea of his omega with another man. The thought of Genji getting possessive and angry, coupled with all the other sensations had Hanzo on the brink of cumming. He just needed a little more to get over that edge, to have him spilling his thin, omega cum all over the inside of his briefs. “Hanzo,” Sojiro sighed out right next to his son’s ear and that was all Hanzo needed. He came with a needy moan, hips pushing back against his father’s as he came messily in his briefs. His orgasm seemed to last forever- dragged on by the number of alpha pheromones running through his system. His hole clenched on nothing as it continued to leak slick, his body vying for a fuck from the alpha. Hanzo looked back at his father, lip bitten as he expected the man to be staring him down – but was met only with his father’s sleeping face. He relaxed – assumed that his father must have simply talked in his sleep as a result of his son’s scent being so close. He reached down to where Sojiro’s cock was still resting between his thighs, and wrapped his fingers around the tip. He stroked the tip as best as he could, and when his father started humping forward again, creating a nice tight tunnel for the alpha to fuck into. He wanted to see his father cum so badly, he was nearly squirming with need. Fortunately, Hanzo didn’t have to wait too long. Within a minute of Hanzo beginning to stroke at that lovely alpha cock, Sojiro groaned behind him and his cock began to twitch. In seconds, Hanzo’s hands were completely covered in his father’s thick spend. On instinct, he brought his fingers up to his mouth, licking them clean without a second’s thought. The taste – loaded up with the scent of his father – had his cock twitching in interest once more. He moaned quietly, needy as ever as he collected the rest of his daddy’s cum on his fingers. Sucking them clean once more, he gently tucked his father’s spent cock back into his boxers and got comfortable once more. He was too tired and too horny to really think of the moral repercussions which…For Hanzo was certainly a good thing. He would just have to regret it later, now that he had satisfied that need-to-please itch inside of him. --- Sojiro gives Hanzo a few minutes to settle down into his sleep before he grabs his phone. He is loath to leave his comfortable position, spooned into against his eldest son’s back, and returns quite quickly. He sends Genji a quick message – informing him that part two of the plan was a wild success and that he’d inform his youngest son with all of the filthy details the following morning. Genji’s response is almost immediate and enthusiastic – followed by a picture of his hand around his hard cock. Sojiro smiles, overcome with fondness for both of his sons, and tosses his phone onto the bed behind him. Getting comfortable, he adjusts Hanzo until his ass is against Sojiro’s crotch once more, and his head is against Sojiro’s arm. Like this, Sojiro is able to breath in that lovely sakura scent for the rest of the night. --- Phase three of their plan is probably the most fun. It begins on the third month since Genji mated his big brother – the month leading into Hanzo’s next expected heat. It takes a bit of maneuvering and deception on their parts, but it riles Genji up like no other. The first thing he does is finger his big brother open while the omega is wearing an adorable pair of panties. He really lets Hanzo have it, milking his brother’s prostate until the front of those panties were covered in cute omega cum and the back was soaked through with slick. Next, those panties are delivered to his father as a gift to commemorate the start of phase three which was to drive Hanzo crazy with his father’s scent.

Genji has the pleasure of watching his father sniff at his brother’s panties while he jerked at his cock, and how can he not do the same? Until this point, he hadn’t been given the opportunity to really appreciate his father’s attractiveness. Built wide with proud shoulders even in his old age - he is the embodiment of strength, poise, and honor. He is every bit Genji’s definition of a perfect alpha...And god, if it doesn’t make Genji want him all that bit more. He wants to nuzzle up to that cock, test the weight of it against his tongue. He wants to see just how big his father’s knot can expand, wants to be on the receiving end of his father’s load…

But now is not quite the time for such things. Sojiro is jerking off over one of Hanzo’s pillowcases, turned inside out so his cum will land and dry inside and not affect the outside cover. He has his nose buried in the back of Hanzo’s panties, sniffing loud and rude at the spicy scent of his son’s slick. His hand is stroking along his length in quick, fluid movements, wrist turning with every upward pull.

Genji does his best to mimic his father’s movements on his own cock, closing his eyes for a second to imagine it was the other’s hand on his length. His hips stuttered in his own grip, fantasy increased by his father’s musk in the air. He opened his eyes a few seconds after, unable to stay away from the show his father was putting on for him. Fortunately for Genji, it seemed that his father was reaching the edge rapidly.

Genji had to move from his seat on the side of the room, coming to kneel on the bed next to the other alpha. “Can I…,” he asked, careful not to overstep any boundaries with his father. He waited for the other’s nod before he wrapped a hand around Sojiro’s cock, stroking with an ease gained from experience with plenty of alphas in the past. Even with Genji’s long fingers, he was only barely able to wrap his fingers around the thickest part in the center of the shaft, no less than six inches around if Genji’s estimates were to be believed. He used his other hand to play with his father’s large balls and encourage the other to cum.

Sojiro growled for a few seconds as he approached the end. Just as he was going to cum, he leaned his head down to capture Genji’s lips in a possessive kiss. His hips thrusted forward in Genji’s hand for a few seconds before stuttering to a stop as he came. A dozen of thick ropes of cum littered the inside of Hanzo’s pillowcase, not that either of them noticed in that moment.

Genji was too preoccupied with the intoxicating feeling of his father making out with him, arms slowly moving up to wrap around Sojiro’s neck. He followed his father’s easing, laying back against the bed with the other looming over him. He couldn’t believe his luck - eyes rolling back in his head as he felt his father’s calloused hand coming to wrap around his cock.

He was glad that he wasn’t in a hurry...They needed to wait for the cum to dry anyways…

---

Hanzo had been hot and bothered all day. With his heat coming up, he was hyper-aware of all of the various scents in his shared quarters. It was as if Genji’s scent where everywhere and whenever he’d get used to the pheromones in one room, he would catch the scent of Sojiro’s pheromones ever so subtly. He couldn’t pin down the source of it, sniffing around in their living room to find it...What he would do with the source, he wasn’t sure. Get rid of it? Wash it? Or would he shove his face into it, breathe in as deep as his lungs could, and stroke his dick? God, the thought was awfully tempting.

He had tried to deny his attraction to his father many times since he returned from the business trip, but it was futile. Even being too close to his father would have him hard - fortunately his boners didn’t tend to show through his dress pants at the meetings the two would attend together. He tried to pass it off as simply being his body, still new at being an omega, going crazy over Sojiro’s alpha scent...But then he received a phone call from his father in which his father praised him for being a good son and he nearly came in his pants. He

He wasn’t sure what to tell his mate, though. He wasn’t sure Genji would get it - that Hanzo could be equally attracted to the two of them despite that he was mated to his brother. He wasn’t even sure that Sojiro would ever go so low as to debase himself with his sons. The situation was driving him crazy with nerves and sent him outside training with his bow for hours a day while Genji was busy.

Hanzo was getting ready to tear the living room apart when Genji returned with their takeout...As tempting as the food was, Genji was even more so. He rose to his feet, meeting his brother in the doorway to take his lips in a searing kiss. He pressed his hips into his alpha’s thigh, doing his best to convey his need without words.

Genji seemed to get the message, putting the takeout down and sweeping his big brother into his arms. For as lean as Genji was, Hanzo was always surprised by his strength. Hanzo was built much wider, taking after their father closely, and yet Genji was always able to lift him like a bride. He carried his big brother to their bedroom, depositing him on the mattress on his stomach. Before Hanzo had the opportunity to complain about the rough treatment, Genji was pushing the omega’s pants and underwear down to his knees. He spread Hanzo’s cheeks, pressing two fingers against that cute, twitching hole presented to him.

Beneath him, Hanzo rocked his hips back against those fingers and groaned. He reached out, grabbing his pillow to brace his face against as his brother started to finger him open. He was getting ready to speak up when he got a whiff of the pillow in his arms.

Was he hallucinating? There was no way… He buried his face into the pillow and sniffed as quietly as he could - hoping not to tip his brother off to the situation. The scent couldn’t be mistaken- it was certainly that of their father.

How did it get here?

He wanted to think about the possibilities, he really did. But then Genji was pressing another finger into him and pressing down on Hanzo’s lower back and Hanzo’s mind went blank. He kept his nose in the pillow, breathing in his father’s musk and moaning periodically. His cock was twitching beneath him, orgasm rapidly approaching as he was enveloped in the scents and sensations around him. It was all too much - he came faster than he had in years.

And the worst part?

He moaned out, “Daddy,” as he came.

His cheeks went red as he realized what he had done, hips stilling where they were still grinding back against Genji’s hand.

“Oh? Is there something I should know about, anija?” Genji asked, fingers slowing for a moment before picking up the pace. “What were you thinking about?”

God…He hid his face into his arms, tears in his eyes as his brother started milking his prostate so soon after his orgasm. “I...Genji…” He began, and stopped again because of just how embarrassing the next statement was going to be. “I’ve found myself attracted to our dad...I can’t stop thinking about it. I want you both so badly,” he rushed out, and refused to look up.

“Ahh…” Genji trailed before pulling Hanzo up from where he was hiding against the bed. “Anija! Why didn’t you think you could tell me such a thing!” He nuzzled at his brother affectionately and it managed to crack a small smile from Hanzo. “I mean...I don’t think I’ve ever thought about sharing you...But now that you mention it...It would be pretty hot.”

Hanzo froze for a second before wiping at his tears. “Do you really think so?” At Genji’s nod, he started to deflate. “I want him so bad, Genji…How would we…? I could never ask for such a thing from him.” He didn’t catch Genji’s smirk as he leaned against his mate’s chest.

“Don’t worry, Hanzo! I can talk to him for you...I can’t imagine that he’d say no to you...You are just about the sexiest omega I’ve ever seen.” As Genji spread his brother’s legs once more, he made a mental note to call his father and arrange for a dinner to share the good news.

#shimadacest #a/b/o #dubious consent #forest writes #long fic #old fic

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flatlineforest · 4 years

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Sakura ch 2 [Shimadacest ABO]

This was one of the first fics I wrote for the ship. It started off as a one shot and grew in chapters as a result of requests.

Warnings: A/B/O, Omega Hanzo, Alpha Genji, heat fic, manipulation, mildly dubious consent, sibling incest. In later chapters: Father/ child incest, threesome, somnophilia ish.

Wordcount, chapter 2: 945

Read all chapters on AO3 here. Originally posted on: 12/05/2017.

To say they fuck like rabbits is an understatement- Hanzo is perhaps the neediest omega Genji has ever seen. Where normal omegas will be sated and comfortable for the entire duration they were knotted, it isn’t even ten minutes into their tie that Hanzo starts squirming and whining once more. He starts pushing his hips back into Genji, trying to dick himself down on the unmoving length of Genji’s cock. It would be cute, if it didn’t make Genji hiss and growl with overstimulation the first few times.

As it was, on day three of Hanzo’s heat, Genji has learned to roll with it. When his older brother begins to squirm, Genji pins him down by the hips and bites down on the sensitive junction between Hanzo’s neck and muscular shoulder. This calms the omega down for a little while - enough time for Genji to get over the oversensitivity. From there, he starts pressing his hips down slowly and surely - enough for Hanzo to feel his cock moving inside of him without pulling on their tie too much. These slight movements tend to sate Hanzo for the rest of the time they are tied together, probably by pressing the tip of his cock against Hanzo’s prostate.

As soon as Genji’s knot goes down, he pulls his hips back until the tip of his cock is resting against his brother’s hole. His brother is shuddering beneath him, wave after wave of slick mixed with cum sliding out from his hole and making it glisten invitingly. Genji stares for a few seconds, really trying to burn the image into his mind to save for later. He is about to press his cock in when there is a knock on the door, causing him to growl as loud and threatening as he could manage. He presses his hips forward on instinct, spearing Hanzo on his cock, claiming his omega as surely as possible. He leans forward, covering his squirming mate with his own body and humping his hips forward hard and aggressive.

The door opens, and Genji snaps his head over to get a look at the intruder - at the person no doubt gunning for an opportunity at Genji’s omega- and slowly softens. A small girl carrying a tray of food stands at the door, her head bowed to prevent making eye contact with Genji directly. He scents the air cautiously and deflates at the neutral scent the girl presents - a beta.

“Young master Genji...I have some food for the two of you...Neither of you have eaten in three days and it is important to keep fed and hydrated for all of the calories you two have burned,” she explains, slowly entering the room and closing the door behind her. She takes each step slowly and gives Genji a wide berth. She ends up putting the tray on Hanzo’s nightstand and promptly backs up a few feet so she would be safely out of Genji’s reach. “Your father thanks you for taking care of the heir, and he has written a letter. I put it under the protein bars…”

Genji nods, hips stilling, and Hanzo opens his eyes for the first time in hours to look up at his mate. “Genji...Don’t stop! I want you to knot me,” he demands, muscled arms wrapping around Genji’s shoulders and pulling Genji down close enough to kiss possessively. He starts pushing his hips back into Genji, demanding as ever despite the eyes of the little servant girl on their taboo, incestuous act.

Genji pulls away to look down at him, grins wide and feral, and starts to dick his big brother down again. The girl falls into the back of his mind as he licks at Hanzo’s scent glands, as does the letter.

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On the seventh and final day of Hanzo’s heat, Genji has a moment where he swept with emotion at the thought of just how lucky he was. Beneath him, Hanzo is sleeping, ass still spread on Genji’s fat knot. When Hanzo had passed out, Genji thought he’d have the time to relax, maybe check his phone - but he is instead overcome with affection as his big brother moaned his name in his sleep, and how the other’s cute little cock grew hard and started twitching.

Hanzo is completely covered in Genji’s scent - a firm layer of Genji’s alpha pheromones over his skin, and beneath that layer Genji can only barely smell the other layers of Hanzo’s scent - his heat scent, sweat, and his thin, omega cum. It is deeply satisfying to Genji’s instincts, has him leaning over his brother to sniff at his scent glands. As he takes in the stronger sakura scent there, his mind helpfully supplies one word- “mine.” He growls possessively, teeth grazing over those sensitive glands with the urge to bite as deep as he can, so that Hanzo might bear the mark of Genji’s ownership for the rest of his life.

He refrains, barely, and directs his teeth to biting gently at Hanzo’s built shoulders. He couldn’t have been happier - he’s been dicking down his intoxicatingly sexy, big, omega brother near constantly for the past week. He couldn’t ask for anything more.

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It isn’t until the following morning, while Hanzo is stepping into the shower that Genji rediscovers the letter. He skims it over, and grins at the proposition his father presents him. He hides the letter in the pocket of his discarded pants, and trots off to join his brother in the en suite bathroom.

He’ll have to visit his father later that evening, to really discuss the terms of their deal.

#shimadacest #a/b/o #dubious consent #old fic #forest writes

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flatlineforest · 4 years

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Sakura - chapter 1. [Shimadacest ABO]

This was one of the first fics I wrote for the ship. It started off as a one shot and grew in chapters as a result of requests.

Warnings: A/B/O, Omega Hanzo, Alpha Genji, heat fic, manipulation, mildly dubious consent, sibling incest. In later chapters: Father/ child incest, threesome, somnophilia ish.

Wordcount, chapter 1 - 1,659

Read all chapters on AO3 here. Originally posted on: 12/05/2017.

Genji wakes up unusually early one summer morning to the overwhelming scent of sakura blossoms. It is a curious smell, sweet and floral but undeniably strong. It seems to permeate the air of his bedroom, and perhaps even is seeping through the walls. It doesn’t make a lick of sense; the blossoms only occur in the spring and even if there was a particularly late tree it shouldn’t smell so strongly all this distance from the courtyard.

He sniffs at it lazily, normally reluctant to get out of bed early after being out all night but today he is willing to make an exception in order to feed his curiosity. The smell pulls a sense of urgency from him - he isn’t quite sure why but he is certain that finding the source can’t wait. He pulls on a pair of sweatpants and pads out of his bedroom to begin his hunt.

The smell is so strong, it seems to even draw the attention of the beta housemaids who flit about the private quarters of the Shimada estate. They murmur about it and sniff as discreetly as they can but they do not currently hold his interest.

As he approaches the eastern wing of the quarters, the scent takes on a new spiciness - a punch to it that runs down from his nose to his dick as he prowls the halls. He follows that spiciness as his dick chubs up, and wonders if perhaps one of the servants had gone into heat while they were cleaning. It seemed like a logical explanation - and perhaps Genji could be so kind as to offer his services should he come across some hapless omega in need.

…

The last thing Genji expects is to find the epicenter of that scent at the entrance of his big brother’s room.

It didn’t make any sense. He had registered the scent as omega heat scent but it wasn’t supposed to be coming from his brother’s room. His older brother wasn’t an omega - he hadn’t even presented but Shimada men had presented as alphas for as far back as ten generations!

Maybe Hanzo had come across an omega in heat and brought her back to his room? Maybe he was going to help her - or! Or keep her all to himself since his brother did have a thing for cherry blossoms. Genji bared his teeth at the thought- his instincts offended at the thought of his brother keeping such an amazing smelling omega away from him.

He burst open the door, growling loudly as he looked around for the omega within his brother’s bedroom.

Laying in the center of the bed, writhing with widespread legs covered in slick was none other than Hanzo himself. The man seemed to be mostly out of it, one hand fisted in the sheets while the other was shoving two fingers into his cute, pink, virgin hole.

Genji’s mouth was watering. He couldn’t tear his eyes from where Hanzo was desperately fingering himself, as his dick fully chubbed up in his pants. “Anija,” he breathes out, his body on autopilot as he approaches the bed. He is kneeling down on it soon, bringing him so tantalizingly close to Hanzo’s gorgeous, sweet smelling hole. He notes how his brother’s legs are completely covered in that tantalizing slick.

He can’t help it - he starts lapping at the slick on Hanzo’s thighs, eyes on that hole as Hanzo thrusts his fingers in faster - seemingly frantic as this heat eats at him. Hanzo’s slick tastes like ambrosia, and he cannot stop. He cleans the slick from Hanzo’s thighs completely, making his way closer to Hanzo’s ass with each passing lick. Soon, he’s panting and drooling, kneeling between Hanzo’s thighs as his breath hits Hanzo’s sensitive, delicate hole.

“Genji,” Hanzo rasps out above him - and Genji’s cock jerks. He sounds as if he’s moaned himself hoarse and Genji wonders when exactly did his brother’s heat start? And what as his brother going to say- ask him to stop? Genji couldn’t even think of stopping - of not being able to taste that wonderful slick directly from the source, or not being able to give his brother the sweet relief he needs.

“Genji, please,” Hanzo whines and god, if it weren’t for all the pheromones in Genji’s system telling him he has to breed his brother, he probably would have came in his pants. He reaches out, pulling on Hanzo’s hand and assisting the other in easing out his slick covered fingers.

“I’ve got you, anija,” Genji breathed out, and pressed forward those last couple of inches and pressed an open mouthed kiss against Hanzo’s asshole. He moans at the taste, fresh slick infinitely better than the older liquid coating Hanzo’s thighs. He seems to dive into Hanzo’s ass, his mind short-circuiting as he tastes his older brother properly.

Hanzo’s hand is in his hair, pulling on the green locks as he is overwhelmed with the sudden pleasure. His heat had obviously been eating at him for hours - and there had been no chance for relief until his wonderful, amazing, baby brother had come finally come over to assist him. He could only think linearly - didn’t even think of any of the moral or physical consequences of eaten out by his baby brother and instead focused on the feeling of one of Genji’s long, pianist fingers pressing into him. He cried out and tightened his grip, thighs clamping around his brother’s head.

“Shh, anija, I am going to take care of you,” Genji sighed. He peaked up at Hanzo, the other barely catching a glimpse of his dilated eyes before the other was diving head first once more and doubling his efforts.

----

Genji could have spent hours eating his older brother out. The sweet and spicy taste of Hanzo’s slick was nothing less than addictive and Genji wished he could bottle it to drink later. However, Hanzo’s heat was getting unbearable and he demanded that Genji do something about it.

As if Genji wouldn’t willingly stick his dick in that warm, wet place he had been eating out for no less than twenty minutes. He doesn’t even bother to push his sweatpants all the way off, tucking the waistband behind his balls and taking his dick in hand. He rubs his dick across Hanzo’s hole and along his crack, lubing his cock in a combination of his own spit and Hanzo’s slick. He pressed the head right against his twitching hole, looking down at Hanzo’s blissed out face and his cute, omegan cock. “I’m gonna breed you up, Hanzo,” he breathed out. “I’m gonna knot you and give you lots of cream for your needy little hole. Aren’t you excited, anija?”

Hanzo moaned beneath him, hands reaching up to grasp Genji’s shoulders and pull him down face level. “Genji, I have been in heat at least four hours...If you do not fuck me, I might just have to kill you.” The statement is supposed to sound like a threat, but it really only draws a quiet ‘awwh’ from Genji.

He did take pity on his older brother, pressing his hips forward steadily and slowly until the tip of his cock popped in. He let out a moan of his own, feeling his brother’s hole clench tight and wet around his just the tip of his dick. “God, look at you. A perfect little omega whore already,” Genji groaned. He wasn’t able to hold back, starting to fuck the rest of his cock forward into that welcoming hole.

Normally, when he had an omega beneath him, he really went all out to be good to them but god, just this once he wanted to be selfish. His hips humped forward, fucking in and out just a couple of inches.

“Gonna breed you up, anija,” he grunted, leaning over Hanzo to sniff at his scent glands as he fucked. “Nobody can touch you, you’ll be all mine to have all of our little Shimada pups,” he added, licking at those sensitive scent glands and relishing in the wash of pheromones through him. He wasn’t brave - or rude - enough to bite down on them without Hanzo’s true consent but fuck, if it wasn’t tempting.

Hanzo’s cheeks were bright red - the way Genji had only ever seen when Hanzo was half a bottle of sake deep- as his cock jerked between them, covering them in a few, thin ropes of cum.

“Good boy,” Genji breathed out. He gathered Hanzo’s cum on his fingers and popped one into his mouth. He fucked his hips forward at the taste, the head of his dick pressing in as deep as he could manage as his own orgasm washed over him. His knot swelled rapidly, locking him inside of that wonderful hole.

“You feel that Hanzo? You better keep my cum in you even after the knot goes down. You want it don’t you? You want to have my pups, right, anija?” Genji asked, all the more excited as his cum started to paint Hanzo’s insides. If he had a tail, it would be wagging furiously with his excitement.

Hanzo looked up at him, mouth ajar as he panted. He seemed content - a cat who got the cream as Genji’s knot left him warm and full.

Genji had never seen him so happy.

---

It was not until later in the day that Lord Shimada returned to the estate. He was met at the front gate by an advisor.

“Sir, your eldest son presented as an omega. He is in heat,” the man reported, eyes downcast as he waited for the Lord’s reaction.

“Ah...Does he have any company to assist him through this? I’d hate for my son to have to suffer through this alone…”

“About that, sir...Genji has been in his room all day. He will not let anyone enter.”

#shimadacest #old fic #a/b/o #dubious consent #forest writes

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