In The Depths Of Hell

Hanzo was off to his side, slicing through oni with his sword like they were butter. In the Netherrealm, Hanzo flourished, no matter how much of his humanity he regained, it seemed the hellfires would always be a part of him. Kuai on the other hand was suffering. Extreme heat weakened him, and while he usually disliked taking missions here for that reason, this time his assistance was essential. He was the only one who knew where this abandoned fortress lay, having been sent to eliminate it’s previous inhabitance during his time as a revenant. If he’d known the Grimoire within would turn out to be so important, he’d have grabbed it years ago.

It would have been okay if they’d just managed to get to the fortress without running into any enemies. But that clearly wasn’t meant to be, and now Kuai was struggling while trying to take them on.

The axe crashed through another oni, finally breaking apart in his hands. He looked up, wiping his brow both because of sweat and the blood. Three more oni were stalking towards him.

“Oh you have got to be kidding me,” his hissed, taking a few tentative steps back. He could feel the sweat prickling at his skin, he was dangerously close to overheating. “Hanzo!”

“God this takes me back,” Hanzo loudly mused as he cut the head off one of their attackers. He laughed as he kicked the remaining body out of the way. “Nothing like tearing down your enemies to remind you that you’re alive.”

”Hanzo!” Kuai stressed, trying to make it clear he was in need of assistance.

One of the Oni launched itself at him. His attempt to summon a sword came up short when he found himself being lifted into the air. Ice shot out from between his fingers, but it was barely enough to freeze even the Oni’s shoulder. Before he knew what was happening he felt himself being slammed against something solid.

His vision blurred, only just making out the shape of the Oni above him. He tried to move his arms, finding his head was spinning. There was the sound of flesh ripping, as the Oni was torn in two above him. Yet more blood spilled down on to him as the body was thrown away. His vision blurred just as a figure knelt down to him, pressing a hand against his cheek.

“Kuai Liang? Are you okay?” Hanzo asked, trying to pull Kuai up. He just about found the strength to reach a hand to Hanzo’s shoulder.

“Have I ever mentioned that I fucking hate the Netherrealm?” Kuai asked, feeling Hanzo haul him up.

“Maybe once or twice.” The world flipped up and down, and the next thing Kuai knew they were in a small cave. “I know this place doesn’t exactly suit you.” He set Kuai down on the floor, hands touching all over looking for injuries. “I’m sorry, you know I wouldn’t have asked you if your help wasn’t necessary.”

“I know.” Kuai winced, he rubbed his temple. This really was the worst. “We were so close.”

“We should rest for a moment,” Hanzo claimed, stroking Kuai’s hair from his face. He hadn’t realises it was starting to stick from how much sweat there was. “That Grimoire can wait.”

Hanzo’s hand squeezed Kuai’s hip, he bit his lip to stifle a groan.

“Did that hurt?” Hanzo asked concerned, although that dissolved when Kuai began to grin at him.

“No, just funny that even when we’re in grave danger you can’t keep your hands off me.” Kuai laughed at the way Hanzo’s face dropped in disbelief. “And I have been told I look quite fetching with blood on my face.”

“Sometimes you act so much like a normal human, I forget you’re practically a succubus.” Hanzo’s hand let go of his hip, reaching up to wrap around Kuai’s neck instead. “Are you really sure you want me here? You’re not exactly at your strongest.”

Kuai brought up his leg, pressing his thigh against Hanzo’s crotch. He watched as Hanzo’s eyes widen as he pressed harder.

“When has that ever stopped me?” Kuai smirked when he could feel Hanzo’s cock through his trousers, and began to grin slightly. “Besides, feel like you’re as turned on by the danger we’re in as I am.”

Hanzo huffed, rutting against Kuai’s thigh as if to assert his dominance. Kuai began to laugh, even as Hanzo snarled and pushed him down against the ground.

“Well, if you’re that into the danger we’re in, maybe we should up the stakes even further?” He reached to his belt as Kuai raised an eyebrow. Grabbing his kunai from his belt, Hanzo held up the chain to Kuai. His intent was clear. Kuai gave an affirmative nod.

Hanzo sprung into action, reaching for Kuai’s arms and wrapped the chains around his forearms. Kuai let him do it, and once his arms were tangled, Hanzo took the kunai in his hands. Trailing the tip up Kuai’s throat, before bringing it to his face, tapping it against Kuai’s lips. Despite being confused Kuai opened his mouth, to find his tongue meet metal. He whined, closing his mouth around the chain now resting in his mouth, Kunai dangling by his cheek.

“Good boy,” Hanzo complimented, patting Kuai’s head a couple of times.

Hanzo’s hands traveled down, reaching for Kuai’s belt, but rather than undoing it, he found a small vial of oil Kuai kept tucked away. Once that had been retrieved, Hanzo unhooked Kuai’s belt, roughly pulling Kuai’s pants and underwear down until he was bared for him. Kuai groaned, opening his legs and blinking at Hanzo as if to plead his case.

Hanzo reached for the oil, pouring some over his fingers. One finger reached down to press into Kuai’s hole, it seemed Hanzo wasn’t too keen on dragging this out. Kuai supposed he didn’t have much choice, given the situation they were in.

Hanzo pushed his finger all the way in, before pulling out. Despite how impatient he was being, he was still gentle, careful not to cause any pain. Kuai’s teeth dug into the chains, as he craned his head to watch Hanzo. He groaned as Hanzo’s finger began to pump in and out of him. It wasn’t long before Hanzo was pushing a second finger in, and Kuai groaned at the stretch.

The waiting was unbearable. Hanzo pressed a third finger in, thrusting it back before he stared at what he was doing with a frown. It looked like a thought was occurring to him, and Kuai was curious what it was.

“What would you say to an experiment?” Hanzo asked and Kuai lifted an eyebrow to show he was interested.

Pulling his fingers free, Hanzo reached for his belt, grabbing his katana and while still in it’s sheath, he held it up. Kuai blinked and did not understand. Hanzo reached for the oil, pouring some over the handle of the sword.

Oh.

Kuai watched as the oil dribbled down the handle, and he swallowed at the thought of that inside of him. When Hanzo looked to him for an answer, Kuai tried not to nod too eagerly. Still Hanzo laughed at how readily Kuai agreed to it.

Using a hand he made sure the oil was spread along the entire length of the handle. Once he was sure, he brought it low, and Kuai could feel it begin to push against his hole. He took a deep breath as he it begin to breech him. As he lay there, concentrating on the sensation of it slowly slip further into him, he realised it didn’t feel too much different than using a dildo, aside from the texture.

“Fuck, look at you,” Hanzo growled, twisting the sword and making Kuai squirm. Hanzo reached a hand and pushed down on Kuai’s hip to keep him still. “Such a slut, it doesn’t matter what I fuck you with does it? You’ll enjoy anything I do to you.”

Kuai gurgled in agreement, settling back and breathing out. His arms pulled on the chains slightly, as Hanzo begun to push the katana in and out of him. Hanzo’s eyes were between his legs, fixated on the way Kuai’s hole stretched around it. The hand on his hip trailed across to Kuai’s cock. He wrapped his hand around it, and Kuai sucked in a breath as the katana hit a certain spot inside him.

The laugh Hanzo gave was cruel, and Kuai couldn’t help but feel heat blossom in his cheeks.

Hanzo’s hand began to stroke Kuai’s cock in tandem with how he moved the katana. Kuai’s toes curled and he screwed his eyes shut slightly. Seconds later the hand let go of his cock and slapped it instead. His eyes shot open, and he looked down in time for Hanzo’s to slap it again.

“Eyes open,” he warned, roughly thrusting the katana and making Kuai squirm. Hand returned to wrap around Kuai’s cock. “You wanted this, don’t forget that.”

Kuai groaned, bringing his legs up as Hanzo’s hand returned to it’s movements. His thumb rolled long the head for a second, before it was traveling back down to the base. All the while, Hanzo continued to push the katana in and out. A knot was forming in Kuai’s stomach, his breathing getting laboured.

And then just before Kuai could cum, Hanzo let go.

Kuai whined behind the chain, causing Hanzo to give another dark chuckle, as his hand came down against Kuai’s cock two more times in quick succession.

“It’s always amusing how you can’t take what you dish out,” Hanzo growled, teasing at Kuai’s cock with a single finger. The katana twisted inside him again, causing Kuai’s legs to jerk. “Let’s see how long you can last, hm?”

Kuai struggled to keep his eyes open while Hanzo returned his attention to Kuai’s cock. Fingers traced up his skin, squeezing down and gently tugging on the skin. Meanwhile that Katana continued to thrust in and out, and Kuai strained against the chains. Right at his peak, Hanzo let go, bringing his hand to slap Kuai’s cock again.

The katana stilled inside him, as Hanzo’s attention was draw to just Kuai’s cock. His fingers trailed along, too light to do anything but lightly tickle, but definitely enough for him to feel it. Kuai’s chest heaved as he felt sweat trickle down his forehead, though if it was from his desperation or the heat he wasn’t sure. Hanzo’s finger teased at Kuai’s slit, before he brought his hand down yet again.

“If we weren’t in the Netherrealm, I might be tempted to leave you like this,” Hanzo started, hand connecting with Kuai’s cock again. “I can’t believe how hard you are from being fucked with a sword.” Kuai groaned and arched his back, the degrading comment adding to the warmth of his face. The handle was turned the other way, and Kuai felt more humiliation at how precum dribbled out of his cock. “You truly are shameless, aren’t you?”

Kuai closed his eyes again turning his head. They didn’t stay closed long as Hanzo smacked his cock again. Once they were open, Kuai could see Hanzo was undoing his belt, adjusting himself until his cock was out. He grabbed the oil again, pouring it over himself. Satisfied, Hanzo then reached down for the katana, slowly pulling it out. Kuai stayed empty for all of a minute, if that, as Hanzo lent over him and pushed his cock inside instead. A full body shudder overtook him.

Hanzo thrust a few times, before stilling inside him. His hand reached for the chains in Kuai’s mouth, pulling them free. Kuai didn’t have enough time to question it before the handle of the katana was pushed against his lips. His eyes widened, and despite his surprise, his mouth opened. He handle found it’s way inside, and he gagged both at the taste and the way it hit the back of his throat. It was a lot more rigid than the things he usually had in his mouth.

“Not often I see you gag,” Hanzo hummed, moving the katana in and out, and causing Kuai to repeat the desired reaction. “Clean my katana off.”

Kuai blinked to indicate he understood, before hollowing out his cheeks and pursing his lips around the handle. Hanzo began to move his hips, fucking into Kuai with force. Every time he slammed forward, he pushed the katana deeper into Kuai’s mouth, and pulled out at the same time too. He didn’t go too fast, clearly concerned about accidentally knocking or chipping Kuai’s teeth.

Kuai concentrated on the katana and the feeling of Hanzo’s cock ramming into his prostate. His tongue trailed along the katana, treating it like he would a dick. If the perverse grin on Hanzo’s face was anything to go by, this was the correct course of action. Kuai couldn’t believe how amazing it felt to feel so utterly powerless.

He could feel himself reaching his limit, and he blinked in rapid succession to warn Hanzo, unsure if he’d want him to cum before him.

“Hm? What’s that? Are you going to cum?” Hanzo questioned with a well aimed jerk of his hips. Kuai whined in response. “Gods, do it. Cum while deep throating my sword.”

The sword was pushed in as far as Hanzo seemed to dare, just tickling the back of Kuai’s throat, threatening to choke him but still allowing him to breath. And then he started pounding away with reckless abandon, no longer worried about harming Kuai with the sword still. Kuai’s hands clenched, and he felt tears welling in the corners of his eyes.

His body jerked upwards as finally he came, so forcefully he was sure he hit Hanzo’s clothes above him. He didn’t get time to relax, even as Hanzo finally pulled the sword out. With both his hands free, Hanzo grabbed Kuai’s hips and continued his assault. With the extra stimulation he could feel himself very quickly building to the peak again. His second orgasm was torn from him so suddenly he audibly screeched with it. He clenched down on Hanzo’s cock, still pounding away at him and Kuai wasn’t sure how much longer the other man could last. They were in the Netherrealm, for all Kuai knew Hanzo’s strength could be so great he could go for hours.

He did get his answer when he realised Hanzo’s thrusts were getting uneven. Not seconds after that revelation, Hanzo gave a large thrust, and Kuai felt a wet heat begin to fill inside of him. Hanzo groaned, fingers digging into Kuai’s skin as he thrust a few more times.

As he pulled out, Kuai gave a sigh of relief, thinking about how his hole was throbbing from the experience. The chains were being pulled off his arms, and then hands were on his face as Hanzo looked down at him.

“Are you okay?” Hanzo questioned, and Kuai couldn’t help but smile up at him.

“I’m good.” He wasn’t sure how much Hanzo believed that, given that his voice sounded rough and uneven. “We should probably get going, the fortress-“

“Can wait a little longer,” Hanzo sternly informed him. “You said yourself, we aren’t too far.” Hanzo lent over to kiss between Kuai’s eyes. “I want to be sure you are up to it first.”

Kuai nodded, “I will be, but a minute would be appreciated.”

“We can take as long as you want.” Hanzo pulled Kuai up, before slotting himself behind. Kuai was lent back head resting against Hanzo’s shoulder. “And once we’re out of hell, I’ll be sure to spoil you.”

“Yay~” Kuai whispered, nuzzling his face into Hanzo’s neck and smiling.

They stayed like that, for just a short while longer, until Kuai felt ready to begin their journey again.

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