Sincerely Yours || ScorpionxSub-Zero [MK11]

Heat

Requested by Eve (me)

Hate will be deleted/blocked, no exceptions.
It was Valentine's Day when I posted this 💕 for them, I mean...

Sort of NSFW

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"Hanzo..." Kuai huffed as he kissed back. Hanzo gripped Kuai's hip and wrist. "Shhh... Let me take care of you," he said gruffly.

Hanzo pulled away after the heated make out session. He reached for the man's dark blue headband and removed it gently. He placed it on the nightstand next to his bed. "You are so beautiful..." Hanzo said softly. Kuai Liang reacted by pulling the holder out of Hanzo's hair, making his black locks fall just under his shoulders. "You're divine, Hanzo." He complimented. He stroked the side of Kuai Liang's face, causing him to blush like mad. "I've missed your touch, Hanzo." He whispered, a plea only their hearts could feel. "I'm here, and I'm not leaving you." The pyromancer said.

He pulled him back into their breathtaking lip-lock and held him close. Hanzo pulled Kuai Liang closer, the friction becoming noticeable. Both Grandmasters grunted in pleasure. Kuai reflexively rolled his hips up to get more of that delicious friction. Hanzo chuckled and reluctantly pulled his lips off his lover's. "Do you want me that bad?" He joked. The blush along Kuai Liang's face was still visible even in the dark. "My love, you have no idea just how much I want your touch." Hanzo ran his fingers along the hem of Kuai's joggers. "I'll take care of your touch starvation."

Kuai huffed as soon as Hanzo kept going, leaning over more to kiss his neck. "You're so sensitive to my touch." He said in an even deeper tone. The man underneath huffed as he kept rolling his hips, desperately searching for that friction as if his life depended on it. "Your heated touch drives me insane. I've always hated fire... But I will never tire of yours..." he grunted, trying to stifle a moan.

Hanzo pulled away and started to descend from Kuai's collarbones to his chest, his hands touching wherever he knew Kuai would want it the most. But when he touched the most sensitive area...

"A-ah... Love, p-please..." Kuai reacted, letting go that moan that he held in. "Do not hide your sounds of pleasure from me, Kuai Liang." Hanzo commanded, moving his hand in time with Kuai Liang's hips. "Are you in charge, Hanzo?" The cryomancer asked, his hands gripping the sheets. Hanzo leaned in as he closed in for another heated kiss. "I'll always be in charge," he briefly initiated a heated kiss, "and you will always be mine."

Sometimes people thought Hanzo's possessiveness and dominance was dangerous or even disgusting. But one of Kuai Liang's many dirty secrets was that he absolutely loved it when Hanzo casually, bluntly dropped possessive phrases and asserted his dominance. He adored it when he called Kuai Liang his, told him no one else could have him, and that no one else can touch him. He'd always be the one on top, even without effort. Every single possessive phrase and second Hanzo was on top, Kuai Liang loved it.

Hanzo pulled away from the heated kiss, partially pulling Kuai's hair to break the kiss, another thing Kuai Liang loved. He went back to the neck, beginning to bite until Kuai stopped him. "Mmm, not my neck, my love." He reluctantly protested. As much as Kuai secretly loved for Hanzo to mark his neck, he couldn't. He was a Grandmaster and therefore had a reputation to maintain. "Where can I mark you?" Asked the pyromancer. "My hips, please. I love it when you mark me there." Kuai pleaded. Hanzo chuckled, moving south to the hips to follow his favor.

"You're losing yourself to my touch." Hanzo remarked before he started leaving marks. "I would willingly lose my mind to your pleasure." Kuai said as he watched Hanzo keep going. "Then let me please you beyond your limits," he said as he leaned in for a kiss.

Kuai stopped him quickly, lifting a shaky hand to halt him. "Wait... Happy Valentine's Day, Hanzo. I love you." He said with the softest tone he could ever use. Hanzo smiled, a strong blush flooding his cheeks like never before. "I love you, too. Happy Valentine's Day, Kuai Liang." Kuai moved his hand, allowing Hanzo to give him the quick kiss he was promised. When he pulled away, he kept Hanzo close. "My love, I need you..." he whispered. Hanzo smirked as he started to lift the hem of Kuai Liang's joggers, slowly sliding his hand in and earning a needy moan as soon as Hanzo made more contact.

"Then let me please you some more, my love."