In The Flick Of A Feather, He Flies To Your Side

Kuai Liang had some of the most stunning wings Hanzo had ever seen.

He often found he could not take his eyes off them. They were just so fucking pretty. Beautiful shades of blue that got lighter the further down the wings they were, until eventually the tips of them were snow white. In the light, it was like they were iridescent, in certain angles he could see purples and greens.

Hanzo’s own wings, by comparison, were lacklustre.

Once upon a time, before his death and rebirth, his wings had been yellow with orange hints. Still not as beautiful as Kuai’s, but nice enough to look at. As a wraith, his wings had become nothing but fire, like he was some sort of fucked up phoenix. When he was revived fully, he found his wings had become ash grey and black, like his rage had burnt and damaged them.

He hated that he was jealous that Kuai had managed to keep the beauty of his wings.

Then again, if Kuai hadn’t, Hanzo wouldn’t get to see the beautiful image in front of him right now.

Kuai Liang was naked and bound tightly in red ropes. The intricate designs crisscrossing into knots, forcing him to bend forward slightly, his hands tied above his head and his calfs tied to his thighs, leaving him dangling helplessly in the air. But the cherry on top of this already wonderful cake, was the red ropes tied to Kuai’s wings, pulling them apart and keeping them nice and spread, so Hanzo could just stand and admire them without any movement or flapping.

Hanzo reached a hand forward, just letting his fingers brush against the blue. The wings trembled, but if it was from being touched or the strain of being pulled apart, Hanzo wasn’t sure. He let himself pet a little harder, loving how soft they were. Kuai moaned, and Hanzo chuckled at how needy he sounded.

“Do you like having your wings touched?” Hanzo asked, moving his hands to the top of Kuai’s wings, and tracing along the bones and earning another needy groan. “Let’s see.” One hand went back to where it had begun so to repeat the motion, while the other reached down between Kuai’s legs. He found Kuai’s cock, already getting hard from something so simple. “Hm, getting hard from someone petting your wings? You really are shameless, aren’t you, Sub Zero?”

Kuai didn’t reply, even as Hanzo released him. He put his hands on Kuai’s hips, before leaning forward to kiss between his shoulder blades. Flames began to take alight in his hands, gently licking at Kuai’s skin, not enough to harm, but enough to leave nice red imprints of his hands. No matter what, he needed to keep the fire away from Kuai’s wings. He couldn’t risk burning them.

“Pretty boy,” Hanzo whispered, letting go and watching the fire turn to just smoke. “Such a pretty bird.” Hanzo trailed his hands along Kuai’s spine, before allowing himself to feel those feathers again. Kuai made another whine. “A pretty boy who likes being told how pretty he is.”

It was amazing that Kuai always seemed unused to being told how beautiful he was. How the hell the world had resisted that face and those wings, he would never know.

“My pretty bird,” He asserted as he continued to caress those wings. “Mine and only mine.” He looped his arms around to Kuai’s front, taking a handful of both of Kuai’s pecs. The summoned fire licked Kuai’s skin again, earning a sizzle from the extreme difference in temperature. “I need everyone to know this bird is mine.”

“Yours,” Kuai quietly agreed, his hands clenching as he tried to twist in his bonds. “Always yours.”

“Good boy,” Hanzo praised, letting go, knowing there would be those wonderful marks left there when he inspected them later. “I think my pretty bird deserves a reward.”

Hanzo brought his hands down to Kuai’s ass, digging his fingers into the flesh. Aside from Kuai’s wings, this was definitely his favourite part of Kuai’s body. There was just so much to hold onto, to kneed and play with. He pushed apart the cheeks, staring almost hungrily at Kuai’s hole, already nice and wet, prepared for him in advance.

Hanzo pushed his cock against it, slowly advancing and feeling a rush from both how tight it was and the way Kuai’s back arched with it. He found himself bottoming out fairly quickly.

“Hanzo,” Kuai breathed out, trying to flap his wings but the ropes stopping him.

“Just a little longer,” Hanzo promised, “and then you can stretch your wings.” He bent forward to kiss the body parts in question, the action causing Kuai to gasp. “I would never want to ground my pretty bird.”

His hands once more gripped Kuai’s hips tightly, before he gently pulled out until only the tip of his dick was inside, and then tenderly pushing back in. Kuai groaned, unable to move like he wanted to, he had to clench and unclench his fist instead. Hanzo continued to move, slow and steady, letting Kuai feel every inch of his cock inside him.

He let go of Kuai’s hips, moving instead to the base of his wings, where they connected with his back. He rubbed circles at the sensitive area, causing Kuai to make a songlike whine. He kept his thrusts slow, drawing it out as he made sure to play with Kuai’s wings like they were his cock.

“Hanzo please,” Kuai begged, and Hanzo could feel him tighten around his cock. “N-Not fair.”

“You should know by now I don’t play fair in the bedroom.” Fairness and honour was reserved for the battlefield. Here in the privacy of his room, he could fight as dirty as he wanted to. His cock pushed against Kuai’s prostate, causing the man to shake again. “You revealed your weakness, do you really expect me not to use it to my advantage?”

“You’re mean,” Kuai said quietly, and Hanzo laughed. Even though he couldn’t see Kuai’s face, in his mind the image of Kuai’s pout was crystal clear.

“You think so?” Hanzo hummed, pushing his thumb against the skin around Kuai’s wings. “Then why don’t I show you how mean I can be?” He said with a rumble in his voice. Kuai turned to look over his shoulder. “You are going to cum for me, without me touching your cock. Let’s see how long it takes you to finish just from me fucking your ass and caressing your wings.”

The way Kuai’s eyes widened almost had Hanzo laughing again. It was so cute. Before Kuai could say anything in protest, Hanzo was thrusting his hips again, rocking into a brutal pace. Kuai yelped but did nothing to stop it. Despite how rough he was being, he kept his touch on Kuai’s wings light, teasing and soft. He could tell the mixed signals were working, Kuai bowing his head and gripping onto the rope holding his hands up.

Hanzo could feel his hellfire ignite, but not in his hands, thankfully no where near Kuai’s pristine wings. Instead he could feel his own wings begin to light up, like they had done when he was a hellspawn.

Kuai tightened around him and made a loud cry, Hanzo had been in this position enough times to know the telltale signs of Kuai’s orgasm. Hanzo let go of the wings, returning his hands to Kuai’s hips. He used his new grip to swing Kuai’s body in time to meet his thrusts. He could hear the flames that consumed his wings crackle, fueled by the energy he felt in that moment.

“H-Hanzo,” Kuai called out, as he once more clamped down around Hanzo’s cock.

“Cumming twice in as many minutes,” Hanzo growled, feeling proud that he could bring the other man to the peak like this. “A new record.”

Hanzo pushed himself in as far as he could, feeling the flames completely engulf him as he came. It was like the world blacked out for an entire minute, and then the next thing he knew he was pulling out of Kuai, watching as his cum slowly dripped out of his slightly gaping hole. The room smelt of cinders, but thankfully, Kuai didn’t appear to have been hurt in his momentary lapse of control.

He didn’t wait to contemplate what happened, instead reaching to undo the ropes and release Kuai. The other man stumbled to the floor, but Hanzo caught him before he could fall. He turned Kuai to face him, watching as he flapped his wings.

“Are you alright? Did I hurt you?” Hanzo asked, just because Kuai didn’t look hurt physically, it didn’t mean that was the case.

“I’m fine,” Kuai assured him, reaching to touch Hanzo’s cheek. “That was intense.”

“It was,” Hanzo agreed, placing his hand atop Kuai’s to keep it there for a while. “Do you need anything?”

Kuai’s eyes closed as he purred, “call me a pretty bird again?”

“My pretty bird,” Hanzo said as he lent in to kiss Kuai’s forehead, before reaching to lift Kuai up into his arms. He needed to get Kuai cleaned up, and like this he could admire the burn marks on Kuai’s chest. “The prettiest bird I know.” Kuai giggled and nuzzled into Hanzo’s neck. “Let’s get you cleaned up.”

“Hm, and here was me thinking having your cum leaking out of me just made me prettier,” Kuai teased as Hanzo set off in the direction of the bathroom.

“Oh, well that is a given.” As he entered the bathroom he used his foot to close the door behind him. “Although not as pretty as when you have my cum on your face.”

“Naturally,” Kuai said with a sly smile. Kuai’s eyes drifted to Hanzo’s back. “So... What happened with your wings?”

”I’m not sure,” Hanzo admitted. “Maybe they aren’t as dead as I thought they were.”

Kuai gave a thoughtful hum, reaching a hand back to brush his fingers against Hanzo’s feathers.

“Well, I love your wings, no matter what form they take,” Kuai admitted, almost in a dreamy sigh.

Hanzo paused at that, before asking “you do?”

”Of course.” Kuai rested his head against Hanzo’s shoulder. “They’re beautiful, in the black I often see a flash of yellow and orange. And they’re strong.” Kuai lifted an eyebrow. “And large.”

”You size queen,” Hanzo huffed causing Kuai to giggle as Hanzo set him down.

But the way Kuai looked at his wings. It was the same way Hanzo looked at Kuai’s. Maybe they weren’t as lacklustre as he believed.

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