The Dragon Loves | McHanzo Lemon

The Dragon Loves(pre-Lemon)

"Everybody! The beach party's tomorrow! Don't forget!" Lena yelled out at the dinner table. The table stretched a good long distance to accommodate for the Overwatch team. The Overwatch team  were all eating mashed potatoes and Ana's homemade soup. Most people thought it was fine, but McCree had missed dinner to prepare for the party. He had plans.

He was packing for swimsuit, some cans of beer, sunscreen, towels, and some sweets. He knew what he wanted, and he was gonna get it. After Valentine's Day, he grew rather lonely and wished for somebody to actually love him. This party was the best place to make a move on the girl he's been wanting to ask for forever: Angela. 

"She's such a sweetie," McCree thought. He always felt a sense of happiness whenever he thought of her. He packed faster, wishing for the beach party to start right now. After packing, he went to sleep and so did the entire Overwatch team shortly after.

The day of the beach party came. McCree was so excited and eager to make the move. He had it all laid out: he'd sit with Mercy, help her with her sunscreen, go swim with her, give her some sweets he had, kiss at sunset. It was to be perfect and he'd leave with Mercy under his arms. 

When the team arrived at the beach, McCree ran to the changing rooms and changed. When he came out, he saw Angela already in her white bikini. He dashed to her and asked, "Hey Angela! Wanna sit with me on the beach?" 

Angela nodded and replied, "Heha! Alright Jesse! I was planning to sit right by the coast."

She pointed to the spot and the two walked over, talking about the dinner last night and rumors about the future of Overwatch. The two sat down and set up a spot: two seats, blankets, an umbrella, and a cooler. 

"So, what do you think about going in the water?" McCree asked, hopefully.

"Oh, I can't swim. But, you're welcome to go!" Angela replied. McCree was taken aback slightly.

"A-are you sure? I could help you.. the water's warm!" McCree replied. 

Angela looked behind McCree and said, "Maybe he'd like to go with you Jesse?" and pointed to Hanzo. He was wearing a swimsuit that had two dragons on it, dark shades, and sandals. He had already applied sunscreen and only spoke, "I can help you with sunscreen Jesse."

"Ah- uh... sure! That'd uh.. be great!" Jesse replied. He got onto his stomach and handed Hanzo the sunscreen. Chills were sent down his spine and his hairs stood straight up as the cold sunscreen was rubbed by a firm hand.

After he applied the sunscreen, Hanzo took McCree's seat and leaned back. "When you are ready to swim, yell for me," Hanzo requested. Hanzo then fell into a deep slumber.

"Give it a minute or two and then it'll be ready to ro-" Angela informed, but was interrupted by McCree.

"I uh.. wanted to give you some sweets.. they're Swiss chocolates.. they taste great.. it reminded me of you!" McCree interrupted, holding a box of Swiss chocolates. Angela grabbed the box and said, "Oh, thank you Jesse! That's awfully sweet of you!" 

As he got her the chocolates, Junkrat began to play some slower beach music. McCree had asked him the night prior to play this as he gave Angela the chocolates.

McCree got up and pulled Angela out of her seat. "Jesse! What are yo-"

"Just dance with me Angela, pleas-"

"But I don't know how! Overwatch doesn't have a dance program-"

"Just follow my lead Angela. I'll go easy, I promise," McCree replied hastily, hoping to not lose Angela. Angela then fell into Jesse's arms as the two swayed slowly. They danced for the entire song. The two were entranced in an awe of passion and love. 

McCree leaned in for a kiss and Angela followed. 

"I see you are ready Jesse. Let's swim!" Hanzo exclaimed as he pulled McCree from Angela and ran to the ocean.

"You little shit Hanzo! I was so close, man! Let me the fuck go!" McCree demanded. Hanzo only ran towards the ocean, and McCree looked at Mercy who was in total confusion and worry. She sat back down and began to read a magazine.

"I'm gonna club you in the fuckin' face if you don't take me back in five you ass!" McCree threatened. Hanzo only pulled on him tighter, ignoring the threat.

The two arrived at the ocean and Hanzo didn't let go. 

"Let me the fuck go!" McCree squirmed, struggling to get out of his grip.

"But you wanted to swim, correct? I saw you were ready after that song, so here we are. Swimming," Hanzo deduced. 

McCree then slapped Hanzo in the face which loosened the grip. Hanzo was taken aback and fell into the water. McCree dashed back to Angela.

"Angela.. wanna try aga-"

"Why did you slap Hanzo you outrageous hooligan?" Angela sassed. 

"Look, it's just that-"

"Oh, it's just WHAT? Is it because you hate Hanzo?"

"No, but I-"

"But what Jesse?"

"I love you!"

A silence filled the air and Angela looked up from her magazine to see a blushing McCree. 

"I don't date scumbags," she remarked and she stood up, grabbed her beach equipment, and went to sit by Reinhardt. 

McCree, enraged, ran back to Hanzo and punched him straight in the jaw.

"What in the fuckin hell have you done?! You do realize because of your shit I lost the love of my life goddammit! I was this close, are you too blind? Are your shades blind? Take a brief moment to analyze the situation before you fuckin' drag a man out of a situation that would change his life! I bet you won't even experience that shit! Maybe that's why you're a little fucker who loves to do this shit," McCree yelled.

Hanzo only felt shame and remorse. "I'm sorry for what I have done, but slapping me and hitting me won't change a thing for you," Hanzo sadly stated.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Won't change for ME?" McCree asked. He then noticed Hanzo dick starting to rise.

"Hanzo, I am not into that shit. You know I like girls," McCree hauntingly added. Hanzo looked down and tried to cover it, but it was too late.

"Have you even felt a man's touch? He just knows how to work with a dick. He has one anyways," Hanzo countered.

"God, listen to you. You sound like you just gave up on a girls altogether," McCree scoffed. He turned around, but Hanzo grabbed his arm.

"Have you even tried it?" Hanzo asked. McCree stopped and replied, "Keep that gay shit away from me."

"Please, just let me try one as an apology. I know how much Angela means to you Jesse. It really helps," Hanzo begged. 

McCree turned around and asked for two things before he'd feel okay with it: "Let's do this in privacy, don't want to run my chances with anybody else. For the love of god, do not tell anybody about this, you got those two simple requests?"

Hanzo stood up and smiled, "A deal is a deal, you naughty dog," 

McCree kept his head down and watched his dick. He started to feel a little rise when Hanzo offered a handjob as sorry. 

They went to the men's changing rooms, locked the door, and McCree tought, "Better be worth it."