“Come oooon.” D.Va makes a show out of rolling her eyes in annoyance. “I thought you wanted it so badly? You’ve been begging me for weeks. And here I give you the chance and you’re not taking it. I think you don’t want it bad enough.”
She reaches up and curls her fingers around the rungs of the bed above to give herself better leverage to twist her hips and rub the messy folds of her cunt along Hanzo’s cock.
He strains beneath her, eyes wide and crazy, arms bulging as he fights against the restraints he willingly let her put on him.
She lifts up; lets his cock spring away from his stomach, glistening and sticky. She is hovering close enough to let the tip sway just before her opening and giggles at his frustrated, heartbroken whine.
“Don’t be like that. It’s right there. Just take it, why don’t you? I don’t think you want it at all.”
He grits his teeth – bares them at her like a dog and coils his muscles; preparing her for the way he snaps his hips up, trying to bury himself in that sweet, warm space she’s been taunting him with. She easily twists her hips just so; lets his cock slide against the crease of her thigh, making him look like a clumsy, little boy.
D.Va tuts and tilts her head; sits back down on him – his belly this time, cock just about snuggling into the crack of her ass, her cunt lying warm and slick against his heaving abs.
“The other boys would’ve gotten it ages ago,” she tells him and watches his face screw tight into an expression of pain and anger and canine eagerness to prove himself. “I think you haven’t earned it, after all. You still need to learn how to use that cock of yours.”
She lets her head rest against her own biceps and watches him with faux contemplation. His eyes flit across her body; from her face to the dark patches of soft hair in her exposed armpits, down to the candy pink gash he’s been lusting after. He stays there; stares like that would make her reconsider and give it to him anyway.
“Show me again how you’d do it,” she finally sighs – sounding so put out that he whines, stumps scrabbling at the bed, head straining up as he tries to kiss any part of her; soothe her; make her not upset with him.
Like an eager puppy.
She gets him his toy even before she opens his binds and he lunges for the silicone cock like it’s his salvation. He is so very eager to show her how he’d use it; not at all the stoic archer that he pretends to be on the battlefield.
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