Attention: All characters and the world included in this Fanfiction belong to their rightful owner Blizzard with the exception of the OC (Andrew). I do not make any money with my Fanfiction and write them for sole purpose of entertainment.

So for this Fic I want to try something else meaning in this Story thoughts will be in italic.

Ps: There will be lemons in this Fic. Lots. If you don´t like it. Don´t read it! Thanks.

-Andrew, present-

I was trapped. Some shots flew over my cover. Damn. Encircled by the enemy, behind enemy lines. All alone. A string of curses escaped me.

So how did I get in this mess I hear you ask. That´s simple. My commanding officer Gabriel Reyes, or Reaper as he calls himself, has sent me ahead to scout. Just dumb he forgot to inform his precious scout, ME, of his decision to retreat after this failure of a mission! So here I was, coming back from scouting to our temporary base to find it abandoned and at that, encircled by fucking Overwatch.

A giant hammer smashed down beside my head effectively annihilating my cover and ripping me from my thoughts. "There you are! Talon Scum. Come here, I will show you true German engineering!" With that said he swung his hammer again. "For honor!" I darted away, just barely dodging his swipe, and started firing at the heavy armored German. Damn. This was getting worse for me by every second. A strike downwards from the hammer crushed my left shoulder and knocked me back. Fuck! I jumped up, barely staying conscious from the pain while still trying to get as much room between me and the German Soldier. My rifle was down on the ground so in a last effort I pulled out my sidearm, a small magnum. 6 shots. And only his missing headgear a visible weakness in his bulking armor.

His next attack was a blow to my right. I jumped backwards and gave my first shot. Dang hit his shoulder. Another this time from the left. I hoped to roll away but his hammer strived my wounded shoulder again. I hissed in pain and blindly gave 2 shots. You IDIOT! Only 3 left. I could feel the blood run down my arm and the sweat all over my body. This wasn´t going well. I shot once more at his head but he blocked it with his damn hammer. 2 left. With a fast step forward he grabbed my right arm holding the pistol away from him. A shot went off. One. He swung his hammer over his head down at me but with a quick sidestep I evaded his blow. Without much thinking I put my foot on the hammer, which now was embedded into the floor and quickly pointed my gun at his forehead. "Hasta la vista, baby!" That´s what you say in Germany, isn´t it? I pulled the trigger. But nothing happened. No shot went off. No bullet embedded in the soldier's head. Did I miscount? Have I overlooked something? Did I fail? I couldn't find the answer before a strike hit my head and all went black. My last thoughts were about the blond angel and where she suddenly had come from to strike down the evil, in this case my bloody self.

-Angela/Mercy, at the mission debriefing, Gibraltar-

"I want answers and I want them now! So wake up this damn talon agent so we can interrogate him properly." Commander Morrison roared. "NO! He is MY patient and before he isn´t fully healed there won´t be any questioning! And that´s not on discussion Morrison!", Mercy answered in the same volume. They were arguing since an hour and still hadn´t come to no agreement.

"FINE. But then YOU will personally interrogate him, Angela and I swear if you don´t get answers you will see heavens, women!"

With that commander Morrison left the briefing room in fast strives. Everyone looked startled but didn´t dare to say a single word. Angela was shaking from anger but soon also went off in the direction of the me bay.

None of the other members of Overwatch dared to speak. Never before had they witnessed Commander Morrison or Mercy so enraged.

"Someone in for a drink?", came the lone voice of McCree from behind and soon most of the Agents left for the next bar, hoping to evade the two furious Team members.

-Andrew, 5 days later, med bay of Gibraltar-

I woke up from the sound of talking. Slowly I opened my eyes taking in an unknown room. Where am I? And why the fuck am I bound to his damn bed? I struggled against my bindings but it was to no avail, so I let myself fall back down on the mattress.Brief memories of my fight with the Hammer swinging German came to surface in my consciousness. Damn my shoulder hurt.

I heard a female voice just outside of this room talking to someone. Sadly, I couldn´t understand a single word that was being said, it kind of sounded like German but I don´t speak the language of beer so all I could do was wait for someone to come in.

I didn´t have to wait for long. Soon one of the voices faded away and just seconds later the fair-haired angel who nocked my out walked in. "Oh you are awake! How are you feeling? I am Mercy your doctor for now." She seemed delighted by my awakening. Why is she so friendly to me? Didn´t I try to kill one of her friends? Anyway is she so damn beautiful? I caught myself staring for quite some time before I got back my senses and quickly answered: "I am fine. I guess." I gave a light smirk. "As fine as one can be with a smashed shoulder." She looked at me curious and poked my left shoulder afterwards. I gave a pained groan. "Don´t get to comfortable around me just because I´m a medic. You still are an enemy soldier and you will tell me everything you know about talons operations. You can look at it as… kind of payment to me for saving your life."

She gave a mischievous grin and straddled my waist. Then the blond angel leaned forward, her head now beside my ear. "Or would you rather pay your debts… in a more sensual way." One small bite at my earlobe followed her words and a shudder ran down my spine. Giving me a small outlook of what was to come.

Mercy kissed down my neck, licking and biting her way down. I gritted my teeth not wanting to give her the satisfaction of a moan. "Stubborn, aren't you?" Another bite at my throat, harder this time, splitting my skin to leave a mark, followed by soft lips kissing said mark.

When I still made no sound, she whispered sultry: "Why are you so stubborn? Just give in. You will enjoy it, I promise." Her lips crashed on mine. So soft and entrancing but at the same time dominating me.

She began nibbling my lower lip, soon trying to invade my mouth with her skilled tongue. When I didn´t comply to her wishes, Mercy merciless pinched my wounded shoulder electing another groan from me. Exploiting her forced opening her temping tongue quickly trespassed my lips dominating my tongue, breaking down my resistance.

One of her delicate hands gripped into my dark hair pulling me closer. Simultaneously its counterpart ran down my chest and abdomen caressing every muscle on its way. When her hand reached my crotch, gently stroking my hardening member, I finally gave in.

Surrendering myself to the dominant angel, I broke our kiss to let out a loud moan. Without looking away, she grabbed a scalpel from the nightstand cutting open my shirt and trousers. I gasped, a little surprised by her fast pace but she just ripped away my loose shirt and pressed herself against my naked chest. I could feel her well-shaped breasts against my upper body, losing myself even more in this miraculous women and her lovely body.

With new awoken passion I kissed her back, less restrained and even less timid then before. My trousers came of as fast as my shirt shortly followed by Mercy´s clothing.

Teasingly she pressed her bare pussy against my boner. My hips bucked against my will eliciting a small moan from her. Mercy looked at me and whispered:" Beg for it! I know you want this."

Without thinking about my words I answered:" Please Mistress! Let me fuck your pussy. I can´t wait any longer." Grinning she positioned herself over my cock. "Good boy."

Slowly she slid my hard dick inside her dripping snatch. God! She was so hot and tight I almost came right there. Her insides coiled around my cock and she hadn't even started moving yet!

Soon she started to grind herself up and down on my dick. Loud moans coming from both of us. Faster and faster the erotic angel went up and down on my man-meat. Her nails scratching over my back, drawing blood. "Fuck. Fuck. FUCK!"

Mercy screamed out her orgasm, her pussy contracting around my dick. Her pussy juices dripping down my shaft. Shuddering she rode out her orgasm and this finally pushed me over the edge. With an animalistic roar I came hard inside my mistress, shooting my hot white cum inside her. The feeling of being filled up brought Mercy to a second orgasm. After a high pitched scream Mercy´s eyes rolled back in her head, her body trembled and twitching in pleasure.

Exhausted she fell down on my bare chest. I started to trust upwards into the blond angel still not satisfied. A surprised gasp left her mouth. "No please. I am sensitv- AH. " A hard thrust all the way into her snatch snapped her mouth close. Only moans followed her small protest.

Her pussy still gripped tightly on my cock almost as if milking me. I moaned. It felt so good! I couldn´t stop plunging upwards into her. I continued to fuck her loosening pussy till I came again, filling Mercy´s womb up to the brim. Some of my overflowing jizz oozing out of her small cunt.

Just now I noticed she had passed out halfway through, probably from the overwhelming pleasure of her third orgasm today.

I soon also fell asleep. Smiling happily as my new mistress still slept slumped over me. I had abandoned everything once important to me. All my thoughts now were about my lovely mistress and how to satisfy her needs.

And that´s it for the first chapter guys.

Please tell me what you think about my new story.

Till next time!

Your Cra2y

Madman, pervert and writer.