Mccree x Hanzo 2 (still NSFW)

Touch the booty

(I feel like the names my chapters have are totally stupid.)

Mccrees view of the current situation:

"So where do we search first?", the big man was confident enough to speak up after they walked a few in silence. 
"I would suggest we go all the way to the rocket. With a few nice tunes and a good symphony we should be there in no time!", Lucio smiled.  Knowing that his songs aren't exactly Mccrees taste of music. Gladly they had achieved an agreement earlier this week that Mccree only had to hear Lucios music on missions not on any place in the base, at all. As you might guess our little froggo still tried to mix new tunes which might or might not appeal the cowboy but by now he hadn't found something fitting. I should add that he did tried mixing country music but Mccree definitely was picky. He just likes Da gud stuf.

The three of them made their way over to the end of the Base in no time, searching and scanning in every spot for some kind of unnatural sign, or any suspicious people wandering around in the area.

(Right now I am questioning myself if I am getting a little bit too far away from mchanzo as the topic but only them would be slightly boring, or do you guys think I get a little bit off topic?)

"Can't spot any terrorists here." Mccree had searched in the rooms below the Rocket itself. He began to question the team compositions... why not trying to get a supporter in ever team? There was this terrible attitude Mccree had: whenever he thought about something he started starring blankly as if he just seen a ghost. 
"What do you examine, Jesse?" Mostly the elders and Hanzo called him by his first name, so when Mccree snapped out of his small dream he looked at the warm smile of his sniper support.

"Sorry Ana. Starred again didn't I?"
"Indeed, Gunslinger.  You might get killed by this behaviour, at some point."
"Yes, Ma'am"
"So? What was so interesting that you lost your focus?"
"I just.. wondered why we are two support allies in one team?"
Ana thought about it for a moment and made a approving gesture.
"Jack probably thought of mobility more than the meta. By having an old lady in your team you probably won't be as effective as you could be, without me. I believe Lucios purpose here is to vanish my weaknesses."
"Why are the two of you talkin about me like I am air?", the young men made a pirouette on his skates and turned his music up a little. They walked back outside.

The sound of Tracers blink traveled over to Mccrees ears, he instinctively looked in the direction the sound was coming from and cached the yellow scarf of his boyfriend for a brief moment. "Hmmm,"  he smiled. "Boyfriend♡ hehe.. "

While turning back to his team he was still smirking like the big fluffy boy he was, Ana, of course immediately catched his thoughts and smiled back at him.
"Are you having a small problem with insects in your stomach, Jesse?"
"I... well, you see: I... öhhh... be right back!"
His perfectly formed ass was perfectly framed by the very thight pants of his boyfriend, only leaving the smallest folds on places where no one normally would look at. But we do. (Read the sentence again and IMAGINE it)

He managed to catch up with the Archer, and pulled him around the next corner: his hands placed on the left and right side of Hanzos head.
"Hey there, Pumpkin. Do you mind if I-"
"Help meeeee", he whispered.
"What?"
"Winston and Tracer are tearing me apart, please help meeee"
"What am I supposed to do..?"
"Call Soldier, tell him you are a terrorist about to bomb the building"
"Damn, Hanny. Never ever would I thought we are partners in... crime"
"Shut it..."

Hanzo let his head sink against Jesse's chest. Seemingly exhausted. A loud breath escaped Hanzos lungs and Mccree thought he slept in.
"Hanny?"
"Jesseeee. . . We are doing this for 10 minutes and I am already dead inside."
Mccree grabbed one of Hanzos legs and pulled it up to his hips height, grabbing Hanzos butt rather rough.
"Could make you feel alive."
Hanzo snorted and laughed a little, his hands feelin over Mccrees cloth.
"You look like a fool, I can not believe that you are still walking around in my cloth"
"I think I look SEXÄY"
Mccree made a YIIIHAAAA yell, like they do it in these old cowboy movies, Jesse kept bringing them up at lunch time. And got a little closer to Hanzos face, out of reflex, Hanzo moved his head back against the wall which he still was pressed against. Their lips were only millimetres apart from each other, heavy breathing.
"What are you waiting for Mccree?"
"I don't know, darlin' maybe I wait for you to start it?"
"This is not what you normally do"
"Prove me wrong but... I think you just enjoy being the smaller one"
"You better shut your mouth now and kiss me, they are going to search for us and Winston already is pissed as Fuck"
Mccree smirked.
"I'm glad that we got that stick out of your ass."
"Needed to make space for your dick"
"Hehe"
The big cowboy leaned forward to kiss Hanzo who wrapped his one leg (which Mccree picked up earlier) around Mccrees waist. Since they still had thin cloth on both men were well aware of the erection they caused by each other. But they played it cool. They knew later on was enough time to work on that.
"Good that we talked this out", the 'smaller' men said patting Mccrees chest.
"I will now go and listen to Tracers gay jokes again"
He turned around and crawled over the next wall, hearing Winstons surprised voice that he had returned.

Mccree returned to his group aswell.
"You have something there", Lucio pointed on Mccrees lip.
"Oh really? What is it", he said, trying to wipe it away.
"It's archer."
Silence. 
"SHOW SOME RESPECT TO YOUR ELDERS" Mccree yelled, having the color of a tomato covering his face.
Lucio skated away, laughing, he really did caught him off guard.

(Once I made daily updates... then weekly... now monthly... damn school xd It's the morning after writing this and I am crying tears. I am laughing about my own weird stuff)