So Come And Taste The Reason, I'm Nothing Like The Rest

On the surface everything seemed good, the dark did not present in an obvious way. This world’s Hanzo Hasashi had fought adversary, and come out on the otherside. He was alive again, no longer bound to the Netherrealm as a wraith. He had rebuilt the Shirai Ryu, becoming Grandmaster and leading with honour. He had even healed enough to take a new spouse.

But that was where this timeline got dark.

Kuai Liang. The current Sub Zero. Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei. Younger brother of Bi-Han.

A wolf in sheep’s clothing if Hanzo ever saw one.

How Grandmaster Hasashi had not realised this was all Lin Kuei trickery was beyond Hanzo. No Lin Kuei would have good intentions. And it did not matter how many times Grandmaster Hasashi claimed Kuai was different to Bi-Han or that other circumstances had lead Kuai to an honourable path. Hanzo wanted to slap his alternate self, remind him what Bi-Han had done to their family, and that if Kuai shared his blood, he was likely just as evil as the elder had been.

He held his tongue only because the two Hasashi’s had gotten into a rather nasty fight over it. Only broken up by Cole and Emily stepping in to stop it. He had promised little Emily that he would drop the subject. Instead, he would just sit and stew in his hatred and disbelief that any version of him could be so moronic.

He sat on the steps of the Fire Gardens, looking out across the yard. Kuai Liang was stood in the courtyard with some Shirai Ryu children, who seemed to be requesting him to make sculptures out of ice. The fact Grandmaster Hasashi trusted this man around children unattended was yet another point of annoyance. If no one else was going to monitor the man, Hanzo certainly would.

What spell does this Lin Kuei temptress cast on him? Hanzo could not understand it. Kuai was handsome, Hanzo could give him that. But he was never the one to fall for just a beautiful face. There had to be more. The Lin Kuei had to be using some tricks or manipulation to wrap Grandmaster Hasashi around his fingers. Playing him like a puppet, before eating the Shirai Ryu alive from the inside.

“Might wanna calm down a bit there, Grandpa,” Cole’s voice called out from behind. Hanzo looked over his shoulder to glare at him. “You’re gonna set the place on fire if you’re not careful.”

Cole gestured down to Hanzo’s hands, which did indeed had small flames surrounding them. Hanzo extinguished them, bringing them to rest on his lap instead. He heard footsteps approach, and seconds later Cole had let himself drop down to sit beside him.

“I know you don’t trust this guy. Hell I’m not sure I do after what his big brother tried to do to my girls.” Cole’s eyes narrowed as he stared at the Lin Kuei. Currently he was helping one of the children skate on a small patch of ice on the floor. “But right now, I’m just gonna have to trust Grandmaster Hasashi’s opinion of him. Maybe he’s right, and he really isn’t anything like the others.”

“He is Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei, he is like the rest of them,” Hanzo spat, anger raising at just how easily the children were laughing at Kuai’s antics.

“Maybe,” Cole sighed, leaning back on his hands and tilting his head. “Either way, I’d like to know how the hell they ended up getting married. Like, what does Grandmaster Hasashi see in him?”

“That is exactly the problem,” Hanzo explained. Kuai had returned to solid ground, and was now listening intently to what one of the kids was telling him. For some reason a little girl was kicking her leg up. “There is something more to this, he has seduced my alternate self, but for what gain?”

Kuai nodded toward the little girl, clearly she had been requesting something from him and he was about to oblige. Hanzo watched in anticipation, waiting for him to do something that Hanzo could use as evidence for his bias. Kuai Liang lifted his leg, up, and up, and up, and…

It was practically perpendicular to the rest of his body.

Hanzo felt a strange heat flush over his entire body. He looked down to check he hadn’t set himself on fire, but there was nothing. He looked back across to Kuai Liang, casually just standing there on one leg. How the hell was he able to do that? Hanzo’s groin ached just watching him. He’d never really thought about flexibility as something he found titillating, but clearly he was because otherwise he would not have reacted like this.

Had Kuai Liang used this weakness to seduce his alternate self?

“Oh god,” Cole said, wincing and crossing his legs. “How does he do that without hurting himself?”

“I do not have an answer for you,” Hanzo replied, feeling relieved that Kuai dropped his leg back down, although given that the children were still egging him on, Hanzo had a feeling he wasn’t done just yet.

He was proven right when seconds later, the man slowly began to part his legs, slowly dropping down under he was doing the spilts. So low, his crotch and legs were fully on the floor. It was impressive, and just seemed to invite more of that infernal heat.

“Well, I do believe we just answered the question of what the Grandmaster sees in him,” Cole claimed, still looking slightly horrified despite being clearly impressed.

Hanzo could only grunt in agreement. He really did not need Cole knowing that this was effecting him. He let out a breath when Kuai finally moved his legs and pushed himself to stand up. An adult across the other side was calling the children in to dinner, so it seemed Hanzo could finally stand down his protection.

“We should probably join them,” Cole stated, pushing himself to stand up. Hanzo followed him, although he kept his eyes on Kuai, waving the children goodbye.

He shook his head, following Cole through the corridors and putting Kuai to the back of his mind.

Well, that was what he wanted to do. But as he sat, eating amongst the rebuilt Shirai Ryu, he realised his gaze kept landing on Kuai Liang. The image of that leg going up and not stopping until it was pressed against his chest. Him down on the floor with his legs split. He just couldn’t get the memories out of his mind. He wondered just how flexible Kuai was, wanted to push it and see just how far the man could go. Could he get his leg around his neck? Could he completely double up on himself, both feet about his head?

This was how his other self had fallen, he was sure of it.

And he hated he was falling the exact same way.

The thoughts didn’t stop, even when everyone retired for the evening, and Hanzo was sat alone on the end of the bed, and all he could see was Kuai Liang and his stupid legs. He couldn’t just sit here and stew on this. He had to do something about it.

He crept through the dark hallways, making his way to where he knew Grandmaster Hasashi’s quarters were, and where Kuai Liang would be. He wasn’t surprised that the door was locked. It made sense, even if the idea of being locked in a room with a Lin Kuei made his skin crawl. He let flames consume him, and the next thing he knew he had materialised in the room.

Only Kuai Liang was in the bed, curled up on one side. Where Grandmaster Hasashi was, Hanzo didn’t know, but he wasn’t really concerned by him right now. He made his way over, trying to make as little noise as possible. He did not want to wake the Lin Kuei up. Standing next to the bed, he stared down at Kuai. It would be so easy to kill him right now, break whatever curse was being cast here.

He didn’t though. He grabbed the duvet and threw it off. Underneath Kuai was wearing only a tank top and a pair of sweatpants, and Hanzo hated that the casual sloppy look was a good one on him. He wanted to grab Kuai’s leg, lift it and force it up and just see how far he could make it go.

He reached his hand forward to take Kuai’s ankle in his hand.

The rooms lights suddenly came on.

“What exactly do you think you’re doing?”

Hanzo looked over to see Grandmaster Hasashi, standing in the doorway to what looked like a bathroom. Oh. That was where he was. Hanzo hesitated, unsure what exactly he could say that didn’t make this situation look as bad as it actually was. Any panicked response he could give died on his tongue when he heard Kuai stirring beside him.

“What is who doing?” Kuai asked, voice full of sleep as he flipped onto his back. Even with his eyes closed, he frowned, most likely at the feeling of Hanzo’s grip on his ankle. His eyes slowly blinked open, lifting his head just enough to take in the scene in front of him. He stared silently, before letting his head fall back down. “I won’t lie, this is probably one of the weirder things I’ve woken up to.”

“This- This is not how it looks,” Hanzo directed toward Grandmaster Hasashi, who did not look convinced.

“And how exactly does it look?” Grandmaster Hasashi growled, taking a few threatening steps forward.

“I wasn’t here to kill him,” Hanzo tried, and then immediately realised that was probably the worst thing he could have said.

“You expect me to believe that?” Grandmaster Hasashi snarled, now almost in Hanzo’s face. “You havn’t exactly hidden your contempt for him. You think I’m stupid enough to believe you wouldn’t try something when my back is turned?”

“This is a misunderstanding-“

“Honey,” Kuai called, getting both Hasashi’s attention, although he was still laying back on the bed. “I think if he was trying to kill me, one he’d have weapons, and two I don’t think my ankle would be the part of my body he’d take hold of.”

Hanzo’s eyes trailed down to where he was still gripping that ankle. He looked back up at Grandmaster Hasashi, who seemed to be considering what had been said.

“Speak,” Grandmaster Hasashi ordered, and despite effectively staring in a mirror, Hanzo still felt that twinge inside to obey the Shirai Ryu Grandmaster’s orders.

“Your attachment to him troubles me,” Hanzo began, trying to ignore that it was only Kuai’s interference that had allowed him to explain himself. “I was trying to figure out what it is about him that draws you in so.”

“By sneaking into my room at night?” Grandmaster Hasashi questioned, head tilted and looking at Hanzo like he was stupid. The Grandmaster’s face screwed up slightly. “But- Why are you holding his ankle?”

“I-“ Hanzo hesitated, suddenly realising there was no way he came out of this looking good. He either looked like a creep at best or a complete pervert at worst. He could not win.

“If I might add in my theory, based on my expert knowledge of men named Hanzo Hasashi,” Kuai began pushing himself up to sit up just enough to rest back on his arms. Despite talking so clearly, he still looked half asleep. “I am going to assume earlier when the children were asking me to show off my flexibility, that our esteemed guest was watching and had the same sexual realisation you did when you saw me do it the first time.”

There was pure silence for a minute. Hanzo wanted to deny it, but no words were coming from his mouth. Kuai smirked to himself.

“That is what I thought,” Kuai continued, and Hanzo felt himself shudder at how those words were practically purred. He really was starting to fall under the same spell, wasn’t he?

“I- I am so sorry,” Hanzo replied, shame taking over. He wasn’t sure if Kuai’s chuckle helped or just made it worse.

“You know all you had to do was ask, right?” Kuai questioned, his eyes half lidded, and a smirk on his face. “I’m more than happy to show off my flexibility, especially to Hanzo Hasashi.”

“Really?” Grandmaster Hasashi huffed, looking at Kuai with a displeased look. It didn’t seem sincere however, more playful. “You’re really flirting with him, while I’m right here?”

Kuai pursed his lips. “Are you seriously getting jealous of yourself?”

Grandmaster Hasashi opened his mouth as if to argue, but quickly shut it. A few seconds of silence later, he muttered, “shut up.” He folded his arms in front of his chest. “Didn’t think Kenshi was serious about your first thought upon seeing him.”

“Hm, what?” Kuai suspiciously asked, although his eyes were wide and innocent looking.

“Oh, don’t even try to pretend your first though wasn’t “I could take two of him”. Kenshi’s already told me.” Grandmaster Hasashi’s statement took Hanzo off guard and he returned his full attention back to Kuai, who looked mildly annoyed.

“I’m really starting to dislike Kenshi,” Kuai said as he let himself flop back down onto the bed. “Anyway, unless you both want a spontaneous threesome, please can I go back to sleep now?”

Hanzo didn’t really know what to say to that. There was a strange part of him that wanted to take Kuai up on the offer. He still didn’t trust the man, but it was undeniable at this point that he was attracted to him. If Grandmaster Hasashi believed his Harumi would forgive him for sleeping with Kuai, then why shouldn’t Hanzo believe the same in his?

His eyes met Grandmaster Hasashi’s, and they just stared at each other for a long moment. Grandmaster Hasashi gave a snort of a laugh.

“Well, Hanzo, what do you want to do?” Grandmaster Hasashi questioned, like he already knew the answer, but just wanted to torture Hanzo by making him say it. Hanzo didn’t reply, but Grandmaster Hasashi gave a cruel grin as if he’d just thought of something. “You know when your Grandmaster asks a question it is expected you give him one, right?”

Oh gods. That wasn’t fair, this man was him, and just because he was in a position of power Hanzo didn’t acquire didn’t make that fact null. Yet, there was that part of him, still loyal to the Shirai Ryu and forever would be. In a weird way, Grandmaster Hasashi was his Grandmaster, and that fact was making his head spin.

“Doubly so when you still have your hand on his husband.”

Hanzo looked down to see he really was still holding Kuai’s leg. He let go, using his hands to straighten his yukata, before looking Grandmaster Hasashi dead in the eye.

“I would like to have sex with your husband, Grandmaster.”

Kuai made a whine from the bed, “Why do you people hate sleep?”

“So you don’t really want a passionate threesome with me and my clone here?” Grandmaster Hasashi asked in Kuai’s direction. There was a beat of silence, before Kuai’s eyes opened and glared at both Hanzo’s.

“I’m starting to dislike you too, by the way.” He yawned and finally pushed himself to sit up straight. He rubbed a hand over his face, while muttering, “Lady Vykra give me strength.” Kuai took a deep breath, holding his hands out in front of him. “Okay, but just know, that if this isn’t the most mind blowing sex I’ve ever had in my life I’m going to have Weena lick you to death.”

Grandmaster Hasashi’s eyes flicked over to Hanzo as he clarified, “Weena is his dog, and that sentence wasn’t as weird as it sounded.”

“Even with the context, that sentence was still strange,” Hanzo replied, “why would you not have the dog tear him apart?”

“Mostly because she’s only about so big-“ Kuai gestured to measure the rough size of Weena, from the bed to his hand was only a few inches. “And the most vicious thing she’s ever done is wake me up by jumping onto my stomach as I slept.”

Hanzo briefly wondered why the Grandmaster of the Lin Kuei would have such a small and effectively harmless dog, but he supposed she could be a puppy and he was still training her to be an attack animal.

He was so caught up on the issue of the dog, that he had barely even acknowledged the fact that all three of them had come to the agreement of sex. He felt his stomach flip. He’d always realised that he had some attraction to men, but he’d never actually had sex with anyone outside of Harumi. He wasn’t entirely sure what this would require.

“You look a little lost,” Kuai suddenly chimed up, giving Hanzo a look he could only describe as sultry. He help up his hand, and with a single finger beckoned Hanzo to him. “Don’t worry, we will be your guide.”

Hanzo followed the order, feeling strange about following the command of a Lin Kuei. He approached the side of the bed, crawling over to where Kuai was. Kuai’s legs were open but Hanzo just sat between them, not entirely sure what he was supposed to be doing. He kept his hands balled up on his lap.

“You can touch me, you know,” Kuai informed him, tilting his head and laughing. “I don’t bite, that’s Hanzo’s job.”

Hanzo felt himself balk at that, hating the way both Kuai and Grandmaster Hasashi began to laugh. Grandmaster Hasashi was on the bed now too, sitting next to Kuai, placing a hand on the mans chest and pushing him to lie back down. Hanzo somewhat took it as the confirmation he needed that touching was fine, and he knew immediately what he wanted to do.

He grabbed one of Kuai’s calves, lifting the leg off the bed. Grandmaster Hasashi looked at him as if trying to figure out what he was trying to do. Kuai seemed to already know, and even helped by making it easier for Hanzo to push his leg all the way up. He didn’t stop until Kuai’s foot was practically behind his head.

“You are really caught up on this, aren’t you?” Kuai giggled, biting his lip as he did.

“How does this not hurt you?” Hanzo questioned, baffled by how casual Kuai seemed in what must have been an uncomfortable position.

“I’m lucky, I guess,” Kuai replied. He reached a hand up to brush some of Hanzo’s hair out of his face. His fingers were cold, yet somehow it didn’t bother him. “You’re so handsome, no matter what timeline you’re from.”

Hanzo felt himself falter, looking over to Grandmaster Hasashi, fearful that he’d be envious that his husband was complimenting him. He didn’t look all that bothered. Hanzo wondered if this was not the first time they’d had a third member in their bed. Who else had come before him?

“What is it you want from this, Hanzo?” Kuai asked again, running his hands through Hanzo’s hair.

“I-“ Hanzo felt his mouth going dry. “I don’t know. I have never been with another man before.” He’d heard how how same sex partnerships worked from others. He wasn’t sure, but he knew one party tended to be the receiver, and he wasn’t sure if that was what was expected from him. “I know enough but-“

“You don’t know what position you are going to be in?” Grandmaster Hasashi guessed, and Hanzo nodded. “Which do you want to be in?”

There was a part of him that considered asking to be the receiver, just to see what it was like, but the more rational part told him it was too much for a first time. Maybe if this lead to something more, he’d build up the courage, but for now, this was probably for the best.

“I would prefer to be the one to give?” He hadn’t intended that to come out as a question. He was sure there had to be some better terminology he was not familiar with.

“That would be what’s called topping,” Grandmaster Hasashi informed him, “and if that is what you would prefer, it’s how this will go.”

Hanzo felt Kuai pushing to try and put his leg back down, prompting Hanzo to finally let go. Once it was down Kuai arched off the bed slightly, pulling his shirt up. Hanzo watched in fascination as the item of clothing was removed and discarded. Hanzo looked Kuai up and down. Aside from a few scars that broke up his skin, his body was beautiful. Hanzo touched Kuai’s stomach, raking his fingers down Kuai’s skin.

Grandmaster Hasashi on the other hand was reaching down for Kuai’s bottoms and beginning to pull them down. Hanzo somewhat followed suit, grabbing the other side. Kuai lifted his hips just enough for them both to begin pulling them down. His legs lifted so he could remove them without Hanzo having to move. Once the pants were completely gone, thrown off onto the floor, Hanzo took a moment to take in the other man’s fully naked body. His half hard cock lay on his stomach, looking quite pretty and inviting.

“Do you want to know how to make him feel good?” Grandmaster Hasashi asked, and Hanzo swallowed because he did. Grandmaster Hasashi reached for both Kuai’s legs, pulling and lifting until only his shoulders and head were on the bed. Grandmaster Hasashi lent forward, adjusting his grip so he was holding Kuai’s ass in both hands.

Hanzo was absolutely shocked when Grandmaster Hasashi lent forward, and swiped his tongue against Kuai’s hole.

And even more shocked at the loud lewd moan Kuai made at the action.

“That-“ He paused, watching the way Grandmaster Hasashi’s tongue circled the rim. “That really feels good?”

“Y-Yes,” Kuai moaned, as Grandmaster Hasashi pulled away.

Hanzo cleared his throat, and shuffled closer. He had no idea what he was doing but he guessed he had to try. As his head got close enough, he hesitated. Grandmaster Hasashi chuckled.

“Use the flat of your tongue,” He commanded, and Hanzo once more battled with that feeling of wanting to obey VS the mirror of his face. Still he did as he was told, lightly lapping against Kuai’s hole. Kuai made a humming sound, and he felt disappointed that it wasn’t like the one made for the Grandmaster’s tongue. “Keep at it, harder.”

Hanzo nodded at the order, licking across while pressing his tongue a lot harder. This time Kuai made a sweet sound. For some reason, it spurred Hanzo on, as he continued to work his tongue across. Grandmaster Hasashi was watching him critically.

“Now, work your tongue inside,” Grandmaster Hasashi told him. Hanzo just decided that in this situation, he didn’t have much other choice but to do as he was told.

He pressed the tip of his tongue against the rim, trying his best to push inside. The ring of muscle was quite tightly wound, but his saliva seemed to help him glide in a little easier. He wasn’t sure how far to go, and stopped at just the tip, swirling it around and that earned him another loud groan.

“Alternate between that and licking around the outside,” Grandmaster Hasashi guided, reaching for Kuai’s cock, and starting to give it a slow long stroke.

He followed the instruction, pulling out and lapping around Kuai’s hole before plunging his tongue back in. As Hanzo began to start a pattern with this, Grandmaster Hasashi pulled away and reached for the drawer beside his bed. He pulled out a small bottle of something, but Hanzo wasn’t sure what it was.

“Next,” Grandmaster Hasashi began as he gestured for Hanzo to pull away. As Hanzo did, the Grandmaster undid the lid of bottle. “Hold out your hand.” Hanzo gingerly held out his hand and Grandmaster Hasashi squeezed the bottle, a thick liquid squirting onto his fingers. “Now, work one finger inside him.”

Hanzo frowned, but tried, pushing a single finger against Kuai’s hole and working it inside. Kuai sighed, and Hanzo instinctively began to thrust the finger in and out. It was curious, whatever the liquid was seemed to lubricate his finger, helping it have a smoother entrance. Still despite this, Kuai didn’t seem to be making any noises to indicate he was enjoying this.

“Why exactly am I doing this? He doesn’t seem to be finding it pleasurable?” Hanzo questioned, feeling a little bad about talking about Kuai as if he wasn’t there.

“This is more to prepare him.” Prepare him? He supposed he understood, it wasn’t like a vagina that would self lubricate but was the finger necessary. “You need to stretch him first so he can take you.”

“Oh.” Hanzo felt embarrassed that something like that never crossed his mind.

“A second finger, now,” Grandmaster Hasashi said, either oblivious to or ignoring Hanzo’s awkwardness.

Hanzo did as he was told however, slipping another finger inside Kuai Liang. As he worked, he understood better what Grandmaster Hasashi meant. The more he pumped his fingers, the more the muscles loosened. Soon he was being instructed to put in a third finger, and then a forth, and by that Kuai was once again making those noises.

“Alright, he’s ready for you,” Grandmaster Hasashi informed him, and Hanzo pulled his fingers free. As he did, the Grandmaster slapped down against Kuai’s ass, make the man jump slightly. “How do you want him?”

Hanzo was feeling bolder, he guided Kuai’s body back down, letting his back rest against the mattress again. He wasn’t going to let those lets down however, pushing them up so Kuai was practically bent in half. Kuai automatically hooked his arms under his knees, keeping his legs up against him. Grandmaster Hasashi handed him the bottle, and Hanzo took it. He could guess where he was supposed to coat with it.

He reached for his trousers, pulling them down slightly, just enough for his cock to be free. He squirted some of the liquid onto his hand, before using that to coat himself in it.

Once satisfied, he rutted up against Kuai Liang, grasping his cock in one hand and trying to aim it for his entrance. When he could feel it against him, he began to push forward, Kuai gasping as it was pushed inside. He was slow, not sure how fast he could go least he cause pain or damage, but eventually he had bottomed out.

He reached his hands forward, grabbing Kuai’s ankles to use as leverage. He risked a thrust, trying to see what the reaction would be. Kuai moaned, his grip on his legs tightening ever so slightly. Taking that as permission to continue, he began to jerk his hips, fairly shallow at first, but he soon found his ability to hold back quickly being eaten away.

Something about the way Kuai was looking up at him with doe eyes, in such a vulnerable position was spurring him on. Maybe it had been so many years of solitude and celibacy in the Netherrealm, this the first taste of sexuality he’d had since Harumi was taken from him and his own death. Maybe it was a vindictive part of him that saw the man below him as the only remaining family of the man who murdered his family, that made him want Kuai to cry and scream his name in pleasure as a way to spit in Bi-Han’s face.

He hadn’t even really registered how swiftly he’d rocked into a fast rough pace, pistoling in and out of Kuai Liang. His fingernails dug into Kuai’s ankles, and Hanzo knew that there would be marks but in that moment he didn’t care. Kuai’s insides practically clung to him, and Hanzo had forgotten how pleasurable this could be.

Grandmaster Hasashi brought a hand down to Kuai’s face, stroking his hair out of his face, and asking “So, how is he?”

Those innocent eyes turned mischievous for a second as Kuai got out between his pants, “he’s better than you~”

Grandmaster Hasashi rolled his eyes, clearly very used to Kuai being a little shit. He hated to admit there was something exciting about that. Grandmaster Hasashi, signalled for Hanzo to let go of the ankle closest to him. Hanzo did so, letting that leg drop slightly. Then Grandmaster Hasashi was reaching into his trousers, pulling his cock out with one hand with the other twisted Kuai’s face slightly into his direction. The Grandmaster repositioned himself slightly, patting his cock against Kuai’s lips.

Kuai shot him a bored look, before opening his mouth, and Grandmaster Hasashi unceremoniously thrusting his cock inside.

“Fuck him as hard as you like,” Grandmaster Hasashi informed him, like Hanzo wasn’t already doing that. As if the way his movements weren’t causing an audible slapping sound every time his pelvis hit Kuai’s ass. “He only ever learns not to provoke when he’s being fucked hard.”

And with that, Grandmaster Hasashi began to thrust himself, his hand grabbing the back of Kuai’s head to keep it in place. With the position he was in, Kuai could do nothing but let the two Hanzo’s have at him, and yet again something about that lit a fire inside Hanzo. He didn’t think he could have been more rough, but he was becoming desperate now. Seeing Kuai’s cheeks go red as Grandmaster Hasashi repeatedly fucked into his throat was just all the more satisfying.

Hanzo looked down, watching Kuai’s cock bobbing neglected and red, a pool of precum on his stomach. Hanzo reached down, taking it in his fist. Kuai squealed at the touched, trying to look over at Hanzo from is position. He began to stroke, trying to keep up with his own speed. He could see Kuai’s eyes rolling back in his head ever so slightly.

It wasn’t long after Hanzo had taken hold of him, that Kuai came, white painting his chest in an impressive display. As he did, he clenched down on Hanzo and with a final thrust and a primal scream, he was also coming, deep inside Kuai’s ass.

He continued to move his hips, chasing the aftershocks of his pleasure, while using his hand to milk Kuai until he had nothing left to give.

Grandmaster Hasashi continued for a bit longer, and as Hanzo softened inside Kuai, he just sat and watched the other version of him go at it. Kuai’s eyes were hazy, lips clamped around Hanzo’s cock. Hanzo suddenly wanted to know what that mouth felt like. Fuck it, when he was returned to his own timeline, he was going to have to find his worlds Kuai Liang, and he would do everything within his power to seduce the other man. Try all these things and sate every curiousoisty he could think of.

Grandmaster Hasashi suddenly pulled out, just as he was cumming. His cum splashed across Kuai’s face, as Grandmaster Hasashi took hold of his cock and made sure not a drop wasn’t on the Lin Kuei’s face.

When he was finally finished, Kuai looked up at him with an unimpressed glare.

“You are such a prick,” He grumbled, trying to push his other leg down and prompting Hanzo to let go. Hanzo also took this as an opportunity to pull out. As Kuai sat up, Hanzo thought to himself that the other man looked oddly fetching with cum on his face.

“Well, I figured you were going to have to clean yourself up anyway,” Grandmaster Hasashi said in a smug tone. Still his face softened after a few minutes, “So, was it the most mind blowing sex you’ve ever had.”

“It was up there,” Kuai drawled, but when he looked over to Hanzo he winked. Hanzo actually found himself laughing at that. “You are safe from Weena’s wraith for now.”

“Well, that’s good.” Grandmaster Hasashi lent in to give Kuai Liang a kiss, far too tender for what they’d just done. It made Hanzo’s heart ache, but in a good way? Like maybe, after all the shit he’d been through, there really was hope for him to find love again. “Do you need anything?”

“I am going to clean myself up,” Kuai matter of factly stated, and flipped himself over the edge of the bed. “And then, I’m going to fucking sleep at last.”

And with that, Kuai was sauntering across the room to presumably the bathroom. Hanzo felt bad that his eyes were lingering on Kuai’s ass, especially with how red it was from the abuse it had suffered. He looked away quickly, already feeling bad but feeling worse when he saw how lovingly Grandmaster Hasashi looked at him.

“So, is your curiosity sated?” Grandmaster Hasashi asked, once the door was shut behind Kuai.

“My initial curiosity, yes.” He stared at the closed door for a few seconds, before looking at the Grandmaster. “It appears to have inspired more, however.”

“Yeah, Kuai Liang has that effect on people,” Grandmaster Hasashi absentmindedly agreed, stroking a hand through his hair.

“Out of curiosity, how exactly did you win him over?” After all, if he even had a chance with his timelines Kuai Liang, he wanted to get an idea of the best approached.

Grandmaster Hasashi gave him a dark smirk, “maybe we can discuss that tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow,” Hanzo agreed, smiling to himself.

Maybe this timeline wasn’t as dark as he initially thought.

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