Chapter 3: D.Va’s concerns

Mercy noticed that D.Va suspected that there is something off with the new morale boosting initiative and started to snoop around, surely she wouldnt find anything incriminating but precautions are in place. With widowmaker's help Angela planted some subliminals in the Korean's mech, making her slightly more agreeable. After some time Mercy scheduled a visit with the morale officer regarding D,Vas recent behavior in the usual room containing the strong subliminals required for full attitude adjustment.

Something had been nagging at the Korean gamer all week, a sense of unease at the recent moral initiative set up by Dr Zeigler. Despite the approval that everyone who used it gave, she couldn't help but think something was wrong. Tracer had been working far too hard since her visit, the cheerful and usually mischievous brit now punctionally attending every briefing and meeting without fault. Something had been off, but instead of complaining directly she had decided to book an appointment instead. She wasn't quite sure why, it just felt like the right thing to do... find out and bring her concerns to the person directly... that must be the correct cause of action. With a brief knock she entered the room that the moral officer had been using near the infirmary.

"Please come in!" Widowmaker shouted from her desk. "Ah! Welcome D.Va, what is it that you need from me?" The French woman feinted surprise, as she knew that the arrival was no coincidence.

"I need to speak to you about your current 'Moral boosting program'" D.Va hurridly explained, folding her arms and glaring at the blue haired assassin. "I don't know exactly what you have going on here but you are up to something, maybe with Ange- Dr Zeigler too. What are you planning with all this?"

The crafted subliminals started blazing their way across the room the moment the doors closed behind D.Va, matched with the doses she received so far she would now agree to most things even if it was against her will. Widowmaker tilted her head towards her guest and answered. "What do you mean miss? Please sit down, and let's talk about your problems.* She patted a chair in front of her.

"I'm not in the mood for pleasantries you Talon agent!" She replied firmly, her body moving by itself and planting her down in the chair next to Widowmaker. "Ever since Tracer visited you a week ago she's been acting strange, Mercy too! Both of them have been entirely work focused, almost like robots! Sure the brit was annoying as hell at times but there is no way that a little talking and 'Stress relief' alone made her that... that.. boring!" She almost shouted angrily

"As you very well know Dr. Zeigler negotiated my release from Talon and for safety reasons put me in this position rather than in the field." Widowmaker focused her yellow eyes on D.Va drawin attention to them. "Please tell me more about your troubles, It is in range of my competence to assist you, just relax."

she felt her muscles begin to loosen as she sat back in the chair, still glaring at Amelle as her hands fell to the side. "I have a trouble with how you are clearly changing people! You need to stop right now or I will be taking this up with the higher ups and shutting this ridiculous pet project of Mercy's down. Where is she anyway, I want to talk to her!" she glared, finding herself locked on the spider's glare as she responded angrily, suddenly not being able to look anywhere else in the room as her gaze slowly softened

"Calm down." Widowmaker put her hand on D.Va's arm. "We are all friends here, there is no reason to make a fuss, Mercy is busy working for the good of our organisation, I am sure you understand that."

"Well I'm sure she is busy... but I.. I still need to see her. I guess I can come back another time then...." She responded in a much less aggressive tone, Widowmaker's touch reeling warm against her sleeve as she continued to look into her amber eyes

"I know, you are worried, but you can trust me, will you trust me?" Widowmaker's hand began to rub D.Va's arm. "I can show you what we are doing here if you want to."

"I.. I guess I can trust you...." She replied. It wouldn't be too bad to make sure her assumptions were validated before she took it further right? "I guess I could see a little bit of it, just a little ok? I don't want it going too far..."

"Sure, here's the thing, you can do with me anything you want." She leaned back exposing her full figure. "So, I know you had some fantasies, what would it be that you want to do with me?"

"Well I... I don't want to get too carried away..." She replied, gulping as her eyes was locked onto Widowmaker's sexy body, trying to shake the growing feeling of arousal out of her head. "You just want to show me what you were doing here... what did you do to the others exactly?"

"As you wish." Widowmaker smiled, stood up and began unzipping and pulling down her outfit down. Her body swaying close to the Korean, letting her drink in the French woman's scent while still keeping eye contact. "You wanted to know what others did here, it is simple. I help them relax and focus, just like I am helping you now."

"Relax and focus... focus on what..?" She hesitantly replied, her eyes quickly darting over her beautiful body before locking back on her amber globes as her scent overwhelmed her nostrils, causing an apparent blush to cross her cheeks

"For now, focus on me, let me guide you." Widowmaker lowered herself to D.Va, she nuzzled her head over the Korean and let her breath touch the neck, while Widows hands searched for the zipper of the Korean's pilot suit.

"Focus on you..." She muttered, staring at her blues skin as he muscles relaxed into the chair, letting Amelle pull her forward and slowly pulling down the zip on the back of her suit, exposing her creamy body to the cold air of the room

"I know its cold in here." Widow noted while pulling D.Va's suit off. "But coil around me, ill keep you warm." She suggested, and as D.Va wrapped her arms and legs around Widowmaker, the frenchwoman picked her up by propping her hands at her ascheeks, with fingers delicatly teasing the Korean's folds. Widow carried her on the bed and laid her down. "You see, you are a fine soldier, one of the best and I am here to help you improve."

"Help me improve... how can you do that...?" She asked, her breathing becoming heavier with Widowmaker's teasing as her hands reached up and planted themselves on her ample buttocks, squeezing the blue flesh as she let out a quiet moan, staring deep into her amber eyes.

"Its simple, you are too distracted, by your feelings, by your private life, by everything that is not your job." Widowmaker sligtly lowered her face and invited D.Va for a kiss, but held the Korean's chin with a finger. "Only hard working soldiers can get it, will you be one? Will you commit fully to our cause? Will you be a nice obedient drone?"

"I wil- no but my stream... my gaming.. it's part of me...." She tried to protest, the promise of Widowmaker's body overwhelming her senses as she tried to push herself forward and claim those lips, her mind in turmoil. On the one hand it screamed against giving up everything she knew and loved, but at the same time the growing dampness in her twat and the soft moans that escaped her lips as her fingers plowed into the Assassin's ass were quickly removing such thoughts. "I...I... ahhh yes I will commit to the cause..." She panted, her body begging for pleasure.

"Your silly ‘gaming’ and ‘streaming’ is just a distraction." Widowmaker scowled. "But I am glad you are coming to terms with what I said." She looked at the ex-gamer for a moment longer and pounced down for a passionate kiss, while her hands drifted to the small firm breasts and squeezed them together and began moving them in circular motion.

"Mhmm... yes... just a distraction..." She moaned, kneading the flesh under her fingers as the Assassin returned the favour to her chest. Her tongue moved out and danced with the French woman's own, entwining and poking at each other as D.Va let her passions slip away, focusing only on the here and now, the excitement, the warmth, the pleasure...

"Good, time is up the essence and we cannot prolong this too much, so lets get down to the good stuff, little one." Widowmaker broke the kiss and repositioned herself completely, her face now above her current bedmates crotch, with her own crotch floating above D.Va's face. "Now, lets both enjoy this." Both ends of the blue woman's body lowered themselves on D.Va. She began to furiously lick and penetrate the folds with her tongue, while her lower body danced on the Korean's face.

She let out a soft mewl of pleasure, before pushing herself up against Amelle's own dripping twat, savouring the taste of her juices as she lapped around it, moving on to her clit as it poked out from its hood. She sucked on her lovebud, moaning as she received a similar treatment, the pair practically racing to see who could bring the other to climax first.

Both women's motions hastened with each seconds, hands squeezing backsides. Moans and moisture filling the air. Widowmaker felt the Korean's body tense and relax in quick succession as the love juices spilled on her face. She was soon to follow with her body going limp as she came. They laid there gathering strength to get up for a moment. Finally the morale officer got herself up and sat on the edge of the bed. "Soldier! Status report! Were your concerns answered!?" She snapped at D.Va.

D.Va snapped to attention, looking straight at Widowmaker as she quickly replied. "Yes Ma'am, all concerns have been cleared. The moral officer has allowed me to better understand my purpose here in Overwatch and removed needless distractions from my daily routine to better optimise my performance."

"Good! Now, remind me, did your previous distraction in 'gaming' caused your fingers to be in a good shape?"

"Of course, my reactions and finger techniques have proved invaluable in Piloting my mech and performing careful repair work and tinkering"

Widowmaker nodded to herself. "Perfect, we can't have those talents go to waste and we have to use them to their maximum potential, from now on you will act as my assistant whenever you are not training or in the field. Your duty will be to put those fingers to use in rewarding lower level female operatives, Is that clear?"

"Yes Ma'am! I will report here as your secondary Morale Officer in any non-vital mission time." She replied at once, smiling slightly as her new role sunk in.

"Perfect, now you are free to return to your duties." She slapped D.Va's ass to hurry her.

She nodded, blushing slightly at the slap as she hurriedly redressed and left the room, walking with a slight spring in her step. Her stream would have to stay idle for now, she had far more important training to get back too...