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Genji still had two weeks of his punishment left. He was cranky. Pouty. So was Hanzo, because he had to cover Genji’s half of the woods at night. During the day, he slept like a grey stone decorated with a red and black tattoo. You couldn’t wake him for sex or affection or anything! He just grumbled and rolled over. You didn’t even see the white light of him opening his eyes. You sighed and went to work.

When you came back, you walked in on Genji emptying his seed onto Hanzo’s face while he slept. Genji heard you coming and put a finger to his lips. He smirked and waved his hand over his brother’s face, doing away with the mess.

You shook your head at him. You couldn’t believe his behaviour. He wouldn’t take his frustration out on you, just in case you were thinking of jumping on his dick. So he took it out on the one whose idea it was to leash and collar him in the first place. You were going to ask Hanzo what to do about Genji’s behaviour after he woke up. But then you thought…you could use this to your advantage. You made Genji promise he would do anything you wanted as soon as Hanzo left to patrol the woods or you would tell on him.

Hanzo got up, and you pretended to get ready for bed. The knowledge that you were deceiving him squirmed around inside you like weasels trapped inside a bag, demanding to be let out.

Hanzo left. You returned to the bedroom where Genji was waiting.

You took each step purposefully and slowly, with a gleeful grin. Genji was going to be your playtoy, your doll. You slid your tongue along the bottom of your top set of teeth. Genji visibly inhaled and squirmed on the bed a bit.

You approached the bed, and he tried to maneuver you onto his lap. He tugged and flirted and told you that it’s where you wanted to be.

“I do, but,” You didn’t care to finish the sentence for him. “Just lay there.”

You sat first on his leg. You were going to rub your clit all over his body. His thigh was perfect to grind against. You gripped the inner thigh just belong his package. You dug your fingers in until he squinted in pain. Genji cajoled you some more, but you ignored him and slid back to press your entrance to his kneecap.

You had your fill. You smiled down at Genji, getting his hopes up. You took the waist of his pants between two fingers and delicately, excruciatingly slow pulled downward. You inched your mouth towards his cock. Genji inhaled, expecting some head. You licked up the underside of his shaft instead.

Genji inhaled again in frustration, a squeak of a whine escaping his lungs on the way out.

You pressed Genji’s cock up against his stomach. He was hard, straining. He had to watch you go to work every day, devoid of his cum, and now his head was swimming with anticipation. You cupped his erection, running your palm upward, giving his head a teasing squeeze, pushing some precum out of the slit. Then continuing up his chest to his neck. You slipped your fingers underneath the collar and turned your palm, twisting the leather. It tightened, cutting into Genji’s neck.

He involuntarily tries to take a deep breath, and his cock tapped against his stomach. You had his attention. Using your other hand, you pulled his black pants down just enough to reveal his light grey testicles. You slid your clit against the soft, wrinkled skin. Genji sighed shakily.

“Fuck me,” he tries to demand.

It comes out quiet enough that you can pretend you didn’t hear and ask him to repeat himself. Genji chooses not to say it.

That’s what you thought.

You tease him some more by taking your time to touch him. You jerk his dick a few times. You caress his pale cheeks. Stick your fingers in his mouth, forcing him to open wide awkwardly to avoid piercing your skin with his red fangs.

You amuse yourself by planting kisses on his lips while he tries to breathe.

It was when you had Genji’s cock neatly tucked into your cunt that Hanzo come home early.

“What are you doing?”

Genji’s lips spread into a grin. You freeze, looking at Hanzo, because you know what you did. He morphs back from his human form into a demon with a snarl curling his lips and his white eyes squinting in anger. You weren’t in danger. But if you didn’t placate the elder brother, he would sulk and grunt at you for days.

“Not only do you coddle him-”

“Hanzo, I was taking advantage of him, I swear! It wasn’t for his benefit.”

Genji digs his nails into your hips, making your lower body twitch around as you try to stay still.

“Stop it,” you order him with a whisper, pushing his hands away.

Hanzo wasn’t satisfied with your bullshit answer. “Why was I excluded, then?”

You’re scrambling for an explanation. “Um, um, um.”

He took a step forward and crossed his arms.

“Is it that he’s more fun?”

“No! You’re,” you do some quick thinking. Maybe some compliments will help smooth things over. “You’re so nice and rough. And you last forever.”

“Longer than him?” Hanzo asks, pointing at Genji. His nose twitches indignantly.

“Ummm, yeah,” you reluctantly admit.

“Wait,” Genji cuts in. He leans his upper body up on his elbows. “Are you saying I don’t satisfy you?”

“No, that’s not it!”

“Looks like someone else has been naughty,” said Hanzo.

He glanced at Genji, who looked wary. Hanzo reached into his shirt to pull out a second collar.

“I had this in case Genji tore his off.”

Hanzo was halfway through his sentence before you understood what was about to happen. You scrambled from Genji to the edge of the bed, but he caught you with his hands around your waist, easily. He pulled you, and you fell on your back.

Hanzo appeared next to you at the side of the bed. He sat down.

“I assure you, My Beloved,” he said. He wrapped the leather collar, velvety soft on the inside, around your neck. “This is only temporary.” He shot a quick sneer at his brother with his sharp, white canines on display. “No leash. You were not as naughty,” he told you.

Genji glared back at Hanzo, shaking his head.

Hanzo’s cheeks twitched as he fought off a smirk. “I see you are already ready for me.”

Genji gives you a firm squeeze on the shoulders, holding you in place. Hanzo stripped his clothing off.

“Ruin her,” Genji said.

Hanzo took hold of the sides of your hips. He rubbed warm circles with his thumbs. How he managed to build up the tension with all-white eyes staring into yours and no irises to pin you with, had anticipation tickling up your entire being. It left behind your limp, obedient body.

This was already going too slowly for the other demon brother.

“Hanzo-”

“Do you want to switch places with her?!”

Genji cringed backwards from behind you. “No,” he said, disgusted.

Hanzo shot him a quick smirk, You couldn’t handle it, anyway. He shuffled forward, wedging his knees under your thighs. He took his cock in hand and slid it in, since you were already open from sitting on Genji just before. He pulled your legs around his body to hook in the notches of his waist.

He leaned in close and bared his fangs to you. “Are you ready for your punishment?”

You barely got a nod in before he tightened his grip on your thighs and started thrusting into your slicked pussy. Hanzo’s stomach muscles rolled with each thrust. His lips opened an inch to allow him to breathe heavily, already losing himself in how your were tight around his cock. Yet he also kept himself in control. This was your ‘punishment,’ after allm Genji amused himself by watching your writhing hips and screaming mouth for a few noisy minutes. The slapping of your bodies echoed off the bedroom walls. Then Genji inserted his fingers in your wide-open mouth. Like a well-trained pet, you closed your lips around his fingers and sucked.

He pressed a little deeper. You gagged and spluttered. You wouldn’t be struggling to take his fingers like this if Hanzo wasn’t fully occupying you with this cock, Genji thought.

“Don’t be so rough, Hanzo,” Genji chided.

“You have said before,” he paused to growl viciously and redoubled his efforts to thrust into your heat, maintaining eye contact with his brother, “that’s how she likes it.”

The realization appeared on Genji’s face before he gave a toothy grin and chuckled. Hanzo remembered the first time they took you to their home in the woods. He closed the distance between them, leaning over you, and returning Hanzo’s glare.

“You are coming along nicely, Hanzo,” he purred.

They broke eye contact to lock lips for a passionate moment. It stretched on until Hanzo pulled back away and gave him a meaningful look that also stretched until Genji caved.

“Alright, alright,” he muttered.

Hanzo gave you a breather while Genji took his place kneeling over your chest to present you his cock. A dribble of precum dangled in front of your lips.

“Be a good girl…”

You glared at him, but your head was hazy with pleasure. You were easily won over, and your lips parted an inch. Genji took a mile and pushed the rest of the way in until the head hit your tongue and smeared precum across it on the way to the back of your throat. You were used to this. You swallowed once before relaxing your throat and letting him inside. Genji smiled, seeing your lips stretched around his thickness.

What seemed like hours passed, long segments of time punctuated by the wild twitching of your hips when Hanzo forced you to orgasm, because he knew just how to rub your clit by now. Whether you thought you could handle it or not, that wasn’t his concern right now.

It was Hanzo’s opinion that Genji shouldn’t get his turn. Genji’s reverent petting of the strip of leather around your neck was enough. The younger demon was in love with the idea that you had matching collars, and babbled almost feverishly about it while fucking your mouth. Hanzo got tired of listening to this quickly.

You had had enough punishment, he decided. He hooked two thick, strong fingers into Genji’s collar and twisted his fist, much like you did earlier. But with much more force. He even pulled Genji back, forcing his back to arch, and sank his fangs into Genji’s shoulder. His cock slipped out of your mouth, and his head fell back onto Hanzo’s shoulder. He loudly moaned his release into the ceiling, warm spurts of seed landing on your face. Hanzo, likewise, moaned into Genji’s neck. He was cumming inside you, warming your insides.

Genji continues to lean against Hanzo, panting and coming down from his high.

“Hanzo.”

Hanzo bites down harder, and Genji yelps.

“But I like that,” he playfully reminds Hanzo.

Hanzo takes his teeth from Genji’s skin and pulls out of you gently. Genji gets off you. He laughs at your gelatinous state, sweaty, dazed, and splayed on the bed.

“Look at this mess you made, Hanzo. Now I am going to have to clean it up.”

“Like you mind.”

“I don’t,” Genji boasts.

He takes long laps, consuming the sticky pile of cum. You watch him, not about to do anything else. Hanzo is smoothing his hair back. They’re about to leave you to rest. That’s when you can’t help the arrogant words that come out of your mouth.

“Is that it?”

Get stops mid-lick and lifts his head to stare you down.

“That was a mistake,” he said.

Genji turned to convince to Hanzo to lay into you again, but he was one step ahead.

Hanzo firmly shoved Genji aside. The elder brother’s grey facial features were set in grim, determined lines. His eyes belied his desire, glaring brightly. He flipped you over, knocking some air out of your lungs with an ‘oof.’

Hanzo’s cock fits perfectly. Slides into place like a worn key belonging to an equally worn lock. You’re sore down there in the general area, but you don’t care. He’s enough of a gentleman to start slow. And deep, to make sure you feel all the texture of his cock sliding against your abused and sensitive insides.

Hanzo gives you one quick thrust as a warning. You whine and reach a hand forward, as if to crawl away. His hand, strong and thick-fingered, hooks into the collar and tugs. It chokes a bit.

“No,” you said, leaving your mouth open and tongue peeking over your bottom lip.

“Then sit still.”

“Hanzo, Hanzo!” Genji’s voice comes from behind and to the right of you. “I have an idea.”

“Let’s hear it. This one has earned it,” he says, referring to you.

He slows his thrusts to the gentle speed from before, giving you some relief. If not for the collar, you would be melted into a human puddle on the bed at his knees.

Genji runs his hand up your side. Evidentally, they had finished their discussion and agreed to his plan. Whatever it is. Hanzo lets go of the collar and removes his cock from your heat. That’s confusing, and Genji distracts you by taking your face in his hands. He nips at your lips with his dull front teeth, seeking entrance. You share slow, deep kisses, strangely romantic for the hard-and-fast demon. He pulls your arms around his shoulders, looping his own around your waist. There’s some wiggling, but he ends up underneath you, with you straddling his hips. The heat between you is mounting, the two of you grinding against each other. You push your breasts against his chest, seeking stimulation for your erect nipples. Hanzo only interrupts to lift your hips, spread your parts, and insert Genji’s length into you. You sit back somewhat to ride Genji in earnest, but Hanzo pushes you back down. Okay, you’re totally up for more making out.

Hanzo catches your hips as you’re mid-ride on Genji’s cock. You tense up something fierce when something slick and warm prods between your cheeks. A lot of complaining on your part, and a lot of promising to go slowly and gently on Hanzo’s part later, and he is pushing his erection into your ass.

You don’t deny the pleasure you feel at being filled and stretched in two sensitive places (your mouth doesn’t count). The nerves lining both orifices are lit up, and they fluttered involuntarily around both shafts. Giving them gentle, welcoming squeezes.

“Hold still,” Hanzo reminds you sternly.

Genji’s eyes wander around the room in boredom. You’re tense, annoyed. You slip your fingers in his collar and twist the leather carelessly, taking it out on him.

Also, you know he likes it.

“You’ve always been one of the tougher humans,” Hanzo remarks when he is all the way inside you.

He says that, but you’re afraid to move. You’re frozen in place and fisting your other hand in Genji’s black shirt.

He takes in your expression, and is the actually the one to say, “We may have gone too far.”

Hanzo grunts. “Really?”

You’re shocked. Then angry.

“No,” you say, smacking Genji’s chest. “Fuck me! Just…gently.”

Hanzo is smiling, but you don’t see it. He complies. You can’t believe you feel the sensations you are in the place they are coming from, and it has you sinking mindlessly down onto Genji’s chest. He soon joins Hanzo with own gentle upward movements. Your hand is slack inside Genji’s collar. He lets it go, because right now everything is okay. He’s still got his dick in you, after all. The heavy breathing from the demons, the quiet moans from you, and the gentle smacks of their bodies on yours. It all has you cumming quickly, with you having no choice in the matter.

Your mind blanks. You’re vaguely aware of them still using you for their own ends. You hope they finish soon. They do, and they remove themselves from you slowly and with care.

Hanzo makes plans to visit the bathhouse in his human form and then go charm your boss into giving you a day off first thing in the morning.

“She better be in the middle of a restful sleep when I get back. No more rounds.”

And with that, Hanzo was gone. Genji murmured to himself spitefully.

“I can take care of someone in more ways than one.”

You didn’t hear him from the ringing in your ears. Genji didn’t seem to notice and took one of your face cloths, wet it, and wiped the sticky remains from your body. He took care, lifting your legs or rolling you over when he needed to, not making you move at all. That’s not to say he didn’t flick gently at your nipples or squeeze the swell of your buttcheek when his hands passed by them. He was still Genji. You grumbled at him, and he laughed softly in reply.

Then it was time for Genji’s teleporting ability to come in handy. He grabbed a bucket from the house and went to work stealing bucketsful of water from hot springs in the woods. The Shimada brothers didn’t usually like to stoop to serving others, but he was pleased with his ability to get the water back before it cooled. With the bath ready, he lifted you into it. You could feel the perfectly warm water already sapping your remaining strength and replacing it with a heavy sleepiness.

“Soap,” you stated wearily, holding out a hand.

Genji placed a bar with his favourite scent in your palm. Then he went to the bed to wind down and eventually sleep on it. It was daytime, after all. You went to work cleaning your sweaty self. You think you got everything.

Turns out you fell asleep in the tub. Hanzo came home, found you slipping down into the water, and woke you up by yelling at Genji.

They were both grumbly at each other. But they listened to you when you said you would like to sleep between them.