#dom!mccree

@zacklover24 said: “Come sit on my lap pet Mcreyes”

“You’re so beautiful, all spread out like this, just for me,” Jesse purrs. He is sitting in his boss’ chair, and Gabriel can’t take his eyes off of him, even spread out on his desk as he is; big fist around his big, hard cock.

Jesse has gotten big since working in Blackwatch; filled out until the chair looked like it had to be begging for mercy; thighs thick and arms corded with muscle, and dark with hair.

His hands are so very big in their dark leather gloves. Gabriel thinks about how they would feel spanking him, and he can’t help but shiver - doesn’t know whether it is from longing or fear.

He is a little afraid of Jesse’s huge, capable hands, and the sudden knowledge makes his mouth run dry.

“Come sit on my lap, pet,” Jesse murmurs, dark eyes heavy lidded, wide mouth curled in a lazy smirk. He doesn’t comment on how clumsy Gabriel is in his haste to get down from the desk and up into Jesse’s space - he merely spreads his legs wider; creating a nice, broad seat for Gabriel to make himself comfortable in; his hard cock rubbing against the rough fabric of Jesse’s shirt.

His breath hitches when Jesse’s hands land on his ass; large and warm even through the black leather of his gloves. They’re gentle; squeezing and holding on as Jesse hooks his scruffy chin across Gabriel’s shoulder and rubs one hand slowly up his back.

“Sshhh... you looked like a dear caught in the headlights,” he rumbles, other hand affectionately squeezing Gabriel’s ass. “No need to worry one bit. Got something nice planned for ya. Because you’ve been such a good boy.”

This isn’t collaring in the traditional dom/sub sense, but how could I not write something for the hybrid au? Reader is the hybrid, but it’s up to you what kind, and whether McCree is a baddie or not.

McCree eases the thumb off the button and hooks one arm around Hanzo’s chest, pulling him up - helping him ride out the shock of the seizing muscles.

“Shh,” he whispers into his ear, nosing stray strands of hair out of the way, “I’m going to keep you safe.”

It was maybe horrible of him to say it; especially considering what he was doing to Hanzo, but... it did have the desired effect: Hanzo calming down and carefully uncurling his cramped fingers. Jesse listens to him take a rattling, shuddering breath and presses a kiss against his sweaty temple before raising the baton again, pressing the tip into Hanzo’s side.

The man jerks preemptively, breath hitching audibly, hips jerking with his cock slapping wet and swollen against his lower belly - then Jesse pushes the button and the seizing starts all over again.

Hanzo is nearly silent as his muscles shiver out of his control. His head gets thrown back against Jesse’s shoulder. Foam starts building at the corners of his mouth, and Jesse coos at him the whole time - keeps him hugged tightly to his body while pressing the baton against his side.

“I got you,” he croons at him, hand travelling lower, taking a hold of Hanzo’s cock. He stops the stream of electricity just as abruptly as he started it. “I got you. Good boy. Yes, that’s a good boy right there.”

Hanzo has no control over his body. He is helpless to Jesse’s every whim and can only whine softly in the back of his throat when Jesse starts to jerk him off.