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Chapter 2

Notes:

obviously cassidy is trans, i use neutral words like hole/opening as well as derogatory fem terms like cunt/pussy, masc terms only for bottom growth like dick/cock/member. if that's something you're uncomfortable with then i suggest clicking off. as a transman myself, these are words i'm comfortable with so they're what i use for writing.

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Cassidy quietly pushed open the door, crouching down as he slowly creeped his way in. The fading moonlight briefly illuminated the entryway of the house before it was cast into darkness once more, the oni behind him taking up most of the doorway. Cole paid him no mind, instead using his overactive new senses to scent the air.

Much like the shed they had found outside, where there was no longer the scent of human or beast. Only things moulding and rotting where they were set and abandoned, as well as something else that barely lingered. The house was much like the shed in that regard, Cole able to faintly smell something rotting from towards the right, the kitchen by the looks of it. Whoever had lived here prior left in a hurry, considering things had been left as they were. It was like the homeowners decided one day to leave the house and not come back.

“What’cha think happened here?” Cassidy asked, moving in further as quietly as he could as he kept taking in all the scents he could, ears swivelling and eyes staring into the darkness as if daring something to reveal itself.

The oni moved past the werewolf and into the den, grumbling low to himself as he brought his face down to sniff at the rotting couch. “Sickness,” the oni mumbled. “Death.”

“The plague?” Cassidy felt his fur begin to bristle, about to turn and leave the cursed place when Hanzo shook his head.

“No, it is not the same smell, something smaller that I do not know of.” The oni turned and stalked into the kitchen, Cassidy remaining where he was. He had no clue how Hanzo could handle the stench, it was too sharp and repulsive for the werewolf to get any closer.

“Hanzo?”

The oni remained silent fr far too long that nearly caused Cassidy to hold his breath and head in, until familiar eyes finally peered out at him. “Not the plague,” he reconfirmed, Cassidy giving a small nod as he decided to not press further.

Hanzo turned then, beginning to make his way to the stairs. Admittedly, Cassidy was relieved Hanzo had taken it upon himself to go first. The oni seemed indestructible, as well as the fact he was huge ; anything that took one look at Hanzo would flee the other direction.

Well, except Cassidy.

When they reached the top floor, Cassidy watched as Hanzo poked his head into each room to give it a sniff, grunting to himself before turning to the next room. The werewolf investigated each room after it had been cleared, frowning when he found two of the beds were broken, a third rotted and seemingly ready to collapse if so much as a gentle breeze arrived. One of the dressers looked promising, but that was until he moved closer and the scent of death hung heavy near it.

Morbid curiosity caused Cassidy to reach out, unaware of what he’d find but wanting to know what caused the horrible smell. Before he could even touch the drawers, before he could pull them open and investigate, a large hand wrapped around his wrist and pulled him away. He turned, about to complain, but gave pause when he saw how… emotionless the oni’s face was. “Do not.” Hanzo whispered, as if someone would hear him.

“What’s—”

“I promise, Cole, you do not want to know.” Cassidy glanced back to the dresser, his mind burning, wanting to retch himself free and fling open all the drawers. Instead, he looked back up to Hanzo and gave a nod.

“Okay, I trust ya.”

The oni seemed relieved as he gave his own nod, dropping his wrist, and quickly turning and herding the werewolf out of the room and back into the hall. Hanzo shut the door behind them, thankfully closing off Cassidy from being able to catch a whiff of the curious scent again.

The two monsters stood in the hall, Cassidy glancing at the stairs and wondering how wounded his pride would be to instead choose to fool around outside, when Hanzo suddenly crowded him. The werewolf, startled, backed up until his back hit the wall, shuddering as the oni leaned down to nose at his neck again.

Hanzo let out a deep rumble, amusement in his eyes when he pulled back to look at the werewolf. “Enjoying the danger?” He teased, Cassidy feeling the heat rush to his cheeks.

“Maybe, maybe not,” he huffed out, turning his muzzle away as another rumbled chuckle came from the oni.

Gently, Hanzo took Cassidy’s clawed hand in his own, moving it over his crotch to have the werewolf feel the bulge. Cassidy’s eyes snapped down, widening when he saw the prominent bump barely constrained by Hanzo’s pants.

The oni leaned down again, his warm breath rasping against Cassidy’s ear. “I certainly am.” His tone was teasing, Cassidy wanting to let out a whine but managed to swallow the sound down.

Cassidy opened his mouth to retort something, but instead startled as the oni suddenly sunk to his knees, his head just barely below Cassidy’s chin. “May I taste you?” Hanzo asked, Cassidy nearly drooling with want as he gave one sharp nod.

“Darlin’, you could do a number a’things to me.” Hanzo let out a chuckle, and for a moment it looked like he was about to get lower when suddenly two large, clawed hands grabbed at Cassidy’s thighs—

He let out a yelp as he was suddenly lifted up against the wall as if he weighed nothing, his thighs being placed over either of Hanzo’s broad shoulders as the oni moved in to nuzzle the spot just above his wanting hole and twitching dick, those large hands holding securely onto his hips. Never in his life had Cassidy wanted a mouth to eat him out so badly, to have someone touch him intimately. He thought that because of his curse, he was doomed to only his hand for the rest of his life. Had he known Hanzo was even remotely interested, he would’ve offered himself up so much earlier.

Cassidy glanced down and watched as Hanzo’s mouth moved lower, brilliant white eyes staring back up at him as a long, black tongue slipped out from Hanzo’s open mouth. With bated breath, he watched as that tongue crawled lower and lower, unable to tear his eyes away. He wanted to feel it, wanted to have it fuck down his throat, have it fuck into his cunt—

A pleasured moan was ripped from Cassidy’s mouth as that clever tongue flicked over the tip of his cock, making it pulse with need. “Don’t tease,” he whined, tongue lolling out of his mouth as he watched Hanzo smirk, that dexterous tongue slipping lower and—

Cassidy tossed his head back, colliding with the wall as the forigen but not unwelcome organ wiggled and wormed its way in further into his tight hole. A rumble vibrated agaisnt his cock, Hanzo pleased with his reaction that only made Cassidy whine at the stimulation.

Just like he had wanted, Hanzo’s tongue began to fuck up into him, wiggling and twisting and turning. It was like he was trying to figure out what would make Cassidy scream, and so far he was doing an excellent job at finding that one spot and abusing it.

Without instruction, Cassidy began to buck his hips the best he could, trying to get the sinful tongue deeper. Hanzo only let out more pleased growls at the motion, redoubling his efforts to make Cassidy come on his tongue. As soon as the oni’s nose pressed up to the underside of Cassidy’s little cock, playfully bumping and nuzzling the large bundle of nerves, the werewolf was gone.

His back arched, a sound that was between a howl and cry ripped from his throat as he squeezed around Hanzo’s tongue, riding the organ and squeezing it tightly until it slowly began its retreat. The slow drag was almost too much to bear, Cassidy panting with an open mouth and his tongue drooling out.

When Hanzo’s tongue finally slipped out of his slick hole, it made a small trip up to his cock, flicking the tip. Hanzo merely chuckled at Cassidy’s keen, the tongue finding its place back in the oni's mouth.

Now was about the time Cassidy would lounge for the rest of the night, maybe play with himself some more until he was ready to drift off, but Hanzo very clearly wasn’t done with him, now with that intense stare—

A startled yelp left Cassidy’s mouth as his legs were suddenly dropped, watching as Hanzo rose to his full height. The oni leaned in close, the werewolf blushing and squirming when he saw how messy he had made Hanzo’s mouth and beard. The archer’s breath stirred the fuzz of Cassidy’s ear, a shiver making its way up his spine. “Tell me you want this,” Hanzo whispered, just for him. “Tell me you want my cock.” His voice ended on a growl as Cassidy’s started with a whine.

“Please Hanzo; fuck me.”

Seemingly that was all the oni needed as Cassidy’s feet left the floor once again, his legs easily wrapping around Hanzo’s waist as the archer leaned in and crashed their mouths together. He was able to smell himself on Hanzo’s face, taste himself on Hanzo’s tongue, and he chased that taste with a breathless whine as he shoved his own tongue into Hanzo’s mouth.

Not to be outdone, that long and sinful tongue seemed to fill his own mouth, wrapping around Cassidy’s tongue with a slight squeeze before teasing further in, only to pull back. The groan Cassidy let out, as well as the near violent nod he gave the oni had that black tongue gently push further and further into his mouth, teasing the idea of going down his throat.

A muffled yes came from Cassidy, and he nearly came as that tongue began to gently push down his throat as something hot and firm rutted against his little dick. It didn’t take a genius to know it was the oni’s cock, Cassidy squirming as Hanzo’s cock slipped lower to coat himself with the plethora of slick drooling down from Cassidy’s hole. Instead of entering him, that sinful cock moved back up to slide along Cassidy’s own dick. Hanzo even went as far as to reach down and firmly wrapped his large hand around both of their members—

With the combination of being throat fucked by a tongue and having his little dick played with, Cassidy was coming again with a small wail, claws scratching at Hanzo’s chest for purchase. “Yes,” Hanzo growled as he retracted his tongue. “Such a good mate, coming without being told to.”

Hanzo was quick to line himself up properly then, both looking down to watch as the oni playfully dragged the tip through drenched fur. “H-Hanzo…”

The oni merely chuckled. “Easy, mate, I wish to take my time ruining you.”

Cassidy’s whine died off as both creatures let out a groan when Hanzo gently pushed the head of his cock past Cassidy’s opening, the hunter able to feel the shake in Hanzo’s thighs. The oni clearly wanted to go faster, but for the werewolf’s sake, he had kept himself in check. Cassidy was grateful for that, considering he was sure that anything more would’ve made him black out and come on the spot again.

Never before had he orgasmed so much and so quickly. Had he known his werewolf biology was that quick to recover, he might have tried this sooner, considering he was on orgasm number two and still needy, raring to go again and again.

Slowly, Hanzo broke Cassidy from his thoughts as he began to push his cock in further, centimetre by centimetre, until he was finally fully sheathed in the werewolf’s cunt. It was there they stayed for a moment, Hanzo seemingly trying to calm himself while Cassidy was trying not to come again.

Cassidy was panting heavily, unable to stop himself from constantly squeezing down on Hanzo’s thick cock, massaging his massive member as if he were trying to milk it. And maybe he was, wanting to lose himself to Hanzo, give himself up fully to the oni. Hanzo himself didn’t look much better, growling and huffing as he kept himself still, barely even grinding. He was ensuring Cassidy’s comfort and it was more sweet and considerate than the men he had let finger him.

“You are so tight,” Hanzo growled in his ear, Cassidy giving a whine and nod. “Perfect for moulding my cock to, my pretty mate.” As if to highlight his point, Hanzo ground their hips together, a sneaky thumb slipping between their bodies to thumb at Cassidy’s cock.

It was like a chain reaction: Cassidy squeezed tightly around the cock, making Hanzo jerk his hips, his thumb pressing a little more meanly into his dick, and that was enough to send the werewolf over the edge. He began convulsing on Hanzo’s cock and milking it, head tossed back in ecstasy as the oni rumbled out a pleased sound in his ear. “H-Hanzo…!”

“Shhh, I am here, take what you need my lovely mate.” Taking Hanzo’s words to heart, Cassidy couldn’t keep his hands to himself any longer as he threw his arms over Hanzo’s shoulders. While his long nails couldn’t pierce the thick skin, he left long, red scores down Hanzo’s back as he continued to ride out his orgasm.

Normally, it didn’t take this long to come back to himself, but something about being with Hanzo and he himself being in his werewolf form, it must have increased everything tenfold. By the time he did come down, having soaked both himself and Hanzo’s groins, he just wanted more .

“Hanzo,” he panted out, the oni watching him with hungry eyes. “Hanzo please,” he whined. “Please, fuck me.”

Cassidy’s only warning was a grunt before that glorious cock was slowly pulled from his hole, leaving an empty feeling in its wake as Hanzo continued to meanly pull out until just the tip was left. The push back in hadn’t been fast, just a gentle shove back in, but to Cassidy it hit every pleasure point that had him seeing stars. His claws scratched at Hanzo’s back some more, his hips bucking and body writhing as Hanzo’s huge cock stretched him open once again.

Giant clawed hands suddenly gripped Cassidy’s hips as Hanzo stilled once again, forcing Cassidy to remain still on his cock. “You have never used this form for sex before, have you?” Cassidy gave a nod, a growl rising in Hanzo’s throat. “Good,” he rumbled, “you are mine .”

The oni pulled back again to just the tip, and Cassidy was certain it would be soft and gentle again, the direct opposite of what he wanted, when Hanzo suddenly thrust back in much faster than before. Cassidy let out a cry, and Hanzo looked ready to stop and check in, when Cassidy spoke up and beat him to the punch. “A-again, fuck me, hard.” The oni snarled, those sharp claws digging into his hips, his one and only warning.

Hanzo slammed his cock in and out of Cassidy’s cunt faster than the werewolf had expected, making Cassidy scream in pleasure as he was used. He was coming again, but the oni didn’t care, fucking him through it as the werewolf’s slick made a mess of their thighs. Hanzo clearly didn’t mind, not as he shoved his face into Cassidy’s throat, nipping and taking deep breaths of his scent.

“My perfect mate,” Hanzo growled, a hand leaving his hip to play in the mess between them as the oni kept up the break-neck pace. “I will keep you on my cock forever, a warm sleeve to fuck when I please.” Cassidy wanted to sob, letting out a choked cry as he nodded.

Those skilled fingers began to gently pull and tug at Cassidy’s little cock as Hanzo slowed, pulling a whine from Cassidy as Hanzo brought their hips together and stopped. “Fuck,” he felt like a broken record, his mind mush, unable to do anything else but beg. “F-fuck me!”

Hanzo nosed just under his ear, continuing to stroke the werewolf between his fingers. “I want to, my mate, but I need to ask,” Hanzo trailed off as he purposely pulled his cock out a couple centimetres before pushing back in, Cassidy’s breath catching in his throat when he felt the bump that hadn’t been there before. Sharp teeth gently nipping at his ear brought Cassidy back to the moment, their eyes meeting as Hanzo gave him a smirk. “May I knot you?”

Before he had even finished asking, Cassidy was nodding, digging his heels into the small of Hanzo’s back to encourage him to move, to do anything other than play with his little dick.

“Say it.”

“Y-yes!”

“Yes what?”

“Knot me!” Cassidy wailed out as he tossed his head back. “Knot me, force me on yer cock, don’t ever let me leave!”

That seemed to be good enough for the oni, Cassidy’s world spinning as his back suddenly collided with the floor. The huge oni looming over him would’ve scared Cassidy to death any other time, but now, all he wanted was to be tied to Hanzo by his knot as fast as possible.

The oni railed into his soping wet opening faster than before, powerful muscles slamming into the back of Cassidy’s thighs. The swell of Hanzo’s knot seemed to take its time swelling, the bump growing more prominent with each inward thrust.

The only thing that came to Cassidy’s mind was the size of the knot, how his hole would be stretched further to accommodate it, how none of Hanzo’s come would leak out unless he wished to pull out. That alone nearly sent Cassidy over the edge again, but he managed to starve off the orgasm by digging his nails into Hanzo’s back.

Thankfully, the oni didn’t seem to mind, solely focused on his thrusting and scenting.

Cassidy, overwhelmed and still trying to hold off on coming again so soon, tipped his head back against the wall and closed his eyes. He intended to stay like that until the knot was unable to leave his hole, but a harsh flick was given to his dick. His eyes shot open with a wail, body convulsing in pleasure as he released again.

Hanzo’s warm breath stirred against his ear, his pace unwavering. “Do not look away from me, mate.” Cassidy was nodding, doing his best to keep his eyes on the beautiful creature in front of him.

The oni had barely broken a sweat, his mind still clearly present. In a brief and fleeting thought, Cassidy wondered how Hanzo would fuck him when his mind was elsewhere, like when he had attacked the golem or had run away from the the other hunter. Not that he was even remotely civil in his thrusting, but that need for desperate sex seemed to settle heavily in Cassidy’s chest.

He just wanted more, more, more .

Hanzo growled in his ear, Cassidy belatedly realising he had spoken out loud, as the oni seemed to slow his pace. “What a greedy mate I have,” Hanzo cooed, the teasing tone thick on his tongue. “Perhaps I should leave you like this, show what happens to those who demand .”

Cassidy shook his head, trying to buck his hips to keep the motion going when Hanzo fell completely still, one large hand moving down to pin Cassidy’s pelvis to the floor. “Hanzo,” he panted out, “H-Hanzo—”

The beginning of his begging was cut off by a cry as Hanzo pulled all the way out, leaving Cassidy’s cunt gaping and fluttering as he tried to clench down on nothing. No, no, no , he needed Hanzo’s cock, he needed that knot to tie them together.

He was unable to comprehend what Hanzo was doing, letting out babbled whines and unintelligible begging. All it took to catch Cassidy back up to speed was a brief huff of warm air on his little cock and the touch of a tongue—

Cassidy was coming again with a shriek, his body shaking as pleasurable pain overcame him. Hanzo was relentless, unwilling to part from Cassidy and instead make his head fuzzy with the overstimulation. Two fingers sunk into his hole, teasing his upper wall, but it was nothing compared to the licks and sucks to his member, bringing him over once again.

The werewolf was fucked out by the time Hanzo eased up, Cassidy having lost count ages ago of his orgasms. He only knew for sure it was enough to finally begin tiring him out, and enough to make it look like Hanzo was sweating with how wet he was from Cassidy’s slick.

Hanzo pulled back, licking his lips as he stared smugly down at Cassidy. He ran a hand down Cassidy’s side, merely a ghost of a touch, that had the younger one shivering. “Have we learned our lesson?” Hanzo asked smoothly, leaning down closer to Cassidy’s head. “That demands are answered with overstimulation?” The grin on the oni’s face sent a jolt to his empty hole, reminding him of the loss of knot.

He nodded in response, his voice horse from his yelling and screaming.

Hanzo let out what sounded like a purr, leaning further to nuzzle Cassidy. “May I continue? I am close, but I understand if you are finished.” The thoughtfulness touched Cassidy for only a moment before his brain caught up.

Cassidy shivered, glancing down as he reached for Hanzo’s massive cock, groaning when he felt how full the knot had gotten. He wanted that knot in his hole, needed it.

Gently, Cassidy guided the cock down to his entrance, whining when the head bumped into his own abused dick. Thankfully, Hanzo got the message and took over, allowing Cassidy to lay back and be serviced by his mate.

Gently, the head of Hanzo’s member rubbed against Cassidy’s opening, both groaning as hardly any pressure had Hanzo sinking in smoothly and slowly. Hanzo sank in as far as he could, the knot seemingly too large to push in, but the oni pulled back just enough to wiggle a finger between his cock and Cassidy’s walls.

“Relax,” Hanzo cooed, his finger gently trying to work Cassidy open further. Already, Cassidy was ready to mourn the loss of the knot; there was no possible way it would fit now. It was too full, too large.

The werewolf let out a confused noise as Hanzo’s ministrations seemed to slow, and finally altogether stop. He watched as the oni closed his eyes and let out deep and controlled huffs of air through his nose. Cassidy watched in mild fascination as Hanzo’s broad chest would swell with the intake, told for only a handful of seconds, before releasing smoothly and slowly. It was damn near hypnotic, almost relaxing had a cock not been shoved in his used hole alongside a finger.

Suddenly, Hanzo’s eyes flashed open, his finger removed as his hips pressed forward—

Cassidy’s mouth hung open in a voiceless cry, the knot had slimmed down just enough to pop in. Now that the knot was in, Cassidy’s walls convulsing and squeezing, it was quickly swelling again.

The calm and gentleness was gone, Hanzo’s hips suddenly working overtime to slam in and out as much as he could. He was unable to move much, considering the knot had barely fit in to begin with, but that didn’t mean the oni wouldn’t try his damnedest.

“Come for me,” Hanzo suddenly growled, Cassidy letting out a small whine.

“I-I can’t, darlin’.”

“Let me help you then.” Cassidy cried out as Hanzo grasped his little dick again, stroking him between index and thumb nearly as fast as his hips were bucking against Cassidy.

“Hanzo, Hanzo, Hanzo,” he chanted, the oni letting out a growl. “Hanzo please , I-I—”

“Come.”

A wail tore itself from Cassidy’s chest, sight going white as he saw stars. His body shook, his walls milking the cock within him, his own little dick had its own heartbeat as he came again.

Hanzo leaned over him, groaning and snarling, and that swell in his cunt grew, and grew, and grew . Cassidy nearly began to panic, but the oni kept playing with his cock, forcing the werewolf’s mind blank as he had another orgasm, where one ended and another started blurring, that painful pleasure returned in full force.

Slowly, Cassidy came back to himself, groaning softly as he could feel Hanzo thick and hot come filling him. Not a drop leaked out thanks to the knot swelled so massively that it ensured Cassidy would remain stuffed until it went down.

Cassidy felt like liquid as he laid there, panting with his tongue hanging out the corner of his mouth, whining as the knot pulled at his hole and kept him stuffed with come. Hanzo was still above him, panting and staring down at the werewolf as he shuddered, the river of come seemingly unending as Hanzo gave little half hearted thrusts with each new rush of release. Cassidy was going to look bloated when Hanzo finished filling him, and already he could imagine the pop from the knot shrinking and the flood that would drench his fur and the floor.

Maybe that would happen in a couple minutes, maybe a couple hours , gods above he hoped that knot wasn’t leaving his cunt anytime soon. He wanted to feel it for the rest of the day, wanted to stay locked to Hanzo long enough that the oni was ready for round two.

He let out a startled noise as Hanzo suddenly collapsed, the oni catching himself on his forearms on either side of Cassidy’s head before he could crush the smaller monster. Hanzo was panting, his eyes half lidded as soft little moans managed to escape his parted lips. “You good?” Cassidy asked, his voice strained from all the abuse his throat had suffered.

Hanzo’s white eyes seemed to finally lock and focus on Cassidy, a tired little smile gracing his lips as he leaned down to press their foreheads together. “Never better,” he rumbled, giving his hips a little thrust just to make Cassidy moan in response. “You make the most lovely sounds, I could pull them from your lips for hours.”

Cassidy groaned at the idea, already imagining himself strung up, forced to take all of Hanzo’s teasing, stringing him along for hours just for the hell of it. The idea got Cassidy more excited than he’d like to admit, squeezing the cock still coming that had Hanzo growling. “The knot will never go down if you keep teasing me.” He couldn’t help the smug grin he tossed Hanzo’s way.

“It ain’t everyday ya get t’say you got knotted good and deep,” reaching up, he wrapped his arms around Hanzo’s neck and pulled himself up. “Maybe,” he started with a whisper, his cold nose making Hanzo shiver as he got in close to his ear. “Maybe I want yer knot for the rest of the day.”

A growl answered him, possessive and full of want that had Cassidy’s little cock interested once again, his tail unable to stop wagging between his legs against the floor. Luckily for Cassidy, whatever he wanted, his mate would happily and readily provide.

Notes:

take a shot for every time i wrote the word 'growl/ed' lmao

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Notes:

As always, feedback and constructive criticism is welcomed and greatly appreciated!
If you'd like to be kept up to date or sneak peeks, my twitter is my twitter is here!