[ A bit of a late-bloomer where flirting was concerned, Hanzo had picked up a lot of what he knew from his brother in their early years. At the time he was rarely in the position to partake in frivolous activities as often as most, but these days he allowed himself certain pleasures.
There was also the issue of how high his standards were, but sake was good for a number of things. Not that Jack wouldn't meet those standards. He made the word handsome seem inadequate, and was too perfectly scared to be pretty. Unsurprisingly, though, Hanzo's favorite thing about him was the very same thing that irritated him--their personalities were too similar. ]
Yet not too old to be insatiable, it seems. [ As if he wasn't the one taunting the man. Hanzo's fingers dip into the waist of Jack's pants, very lightly tugging him closer.
There was something about seeing Jack this way that made it difficult not to want to push his buttons to see if he could be flustered. He had yet to accomplish that, but wouldn't be giving up on it any time soon. ] I suppose Genji can wait.
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There was also the issue of how high his standards were, but sake was good for a number of things. Not that Jack wouldn't meet those standards. He made the word handsome seem inadequate, and was too perfectly scared to be pretty. Unsurprisingly, though, Hanzo's favorite thing about him was the very same thing that irritated him--their personalities were too similar. ]
Yet not too old to be insatiable, it seems. [ As if he wasn't the one taunting the man. Hanzo's fingers dip into the waist of Jack's pants, very lightly tugging him closer.
There was something about seeing Jack this way that made it difficult not to want to push his buttons to see if he could be flustered. He had yet to accomplish that, but wouldn't be giving up on it any time soon. ] I suppose Genji can wait.