Authors Note: *Stumbles onto the scene waving new chapter* I'm not dead! Sorry abut the long break, I had to travel across state for a wedding and the place I was staying had no net, but it did have the added bonus of a live colony of over 300 bats living in the walls! I've got one more chapter planned after this one, and have even started lining out a sequel set in the Junkers ( and my ) home country, as well as working on a Meihem fic, so keep watch! Thank as always for the reviews, and I'm sorry you all had to wait so long.
Chapter Ten
Ash watched as Junkrat skittered about the hangar, slamming windows closed and aggressively locking every door and she wondered if maybe she was in over her head.
Her stay in the medic bay had taken care of the worst of her injuries and improved her mobility immensely, but she still tired easily and her body was annoyingly delicate, and as much as she wanted to join in the fun, Ziegler's words still rang in her ears; Be gentle with her...
Ash didn't want to be treated gently. She wanted to roll around with Junkrat and make him scream her name, but regardless of what she wanted, her body still ached and the constant lethargy pulled at the edges of her mind.
"Finished!" Junkrat cried triumphantly, pumping his fist in the air as he locked the bedroom door behind them.
His long arms grabbed her from behind, wrapping around her waist as he nuzzled her neck.
"Nn-nice..." he stuttered, whispering into her skin and pressing against her back, sending shivers over her shoulders as the material of her shirt rubbed against her scars.
"Waited so long..." he kept burrowing against her neck, his tongue darting out as he spoke, stroking her skin between words.
"You waited for me?" Ash asked cheekily, "Or did you get... Impatient...and have some fun without me?"
She lifted her arm, sliding her fingers into his knotted hair and pulling him closer.
"N-no!" Junkrat pulled back, sounding offended, "I waited! There wasn't nobody else! I-"
Ash giggled, "Junkrat, I meant alone..."
"Oh..." Junkrat muttered, sounding slightly embarrassed, "Well I woulda' waited, but-"
"Why don't you show me?" Ash suggested, rubbing her backside against him and smirking as he thrust against her, "Show me what you do when you're alone..."
She spun around to face him, waiting as he bit his lip, thinking hard.
"Err..yeah..yeah alrighty!" he perked up, nodding and ducking down to plant a quick kiss on her cheek before clambering onto the bed and laying down, facing her.
His eyes never left her as he lay his head back on the dirty pillow, kicking off his boot and stretching his long limbs until he was sprawled across the entire bed.
Ash wished she was wearing other than a hospital gown...Something with stockings and lace and strings to take her time and tease would have been preferable, but Junkrat seemed quite content to stare at her no matter what she was wearing, so she lifted the hem of the gown teasingly and settled on the edge of the bed by his feet.
"Well?" she asked, urging him on.
"Oh, right! So... I sorta' just..." Junkrat reached down, using his metal hand to undo his belt while he flexed and stretched the shaking fingers on his other hand, hovering above his crotch as he wriggled about, hitching his shorts over his hips.
His eyes flicked from his hand to her face and back again as he freed himself from his clothing, his cock already swollen and hard. He gripped it tightly, holding steady as he waited for her to react.
Ash ran her fingers over his hips, making him shiver and buck up into his hand with a strangled noise and spring to action, pumping his fist slowly over his length as he gazed at her.
"What do you think about?" She asked, watching as he kept a slow pace, clearly wanting to last as long as possible.
"'bout you," he grunted, "mostly 'bout the night we spent t-together..."
Ash could tell he was trying to focus on talking, but every time his hand slowed she would trace her fingers further along his thigh.
"Which parts?" she pushed, and Junkrat groaned, his eyes rolling upwards.
"F-feel...feeling ya' against me, the way you felt under me... On top of me," his breathing was becoming faster and his voice rose as he spoke, "All around me, like an explosion! Like we was on f-fire... And when ya first t-touched me... Ya' mouth-"
"Like this?" Ash asked innocently, leaning down and planting a kiss on his tip, making him jump and cry out as she tasted the pre-cum forming there.
"Nyah! Yeah-" Junkrat's eyes glazed over as she straddled his legs, lowering her head over his erratic fist movements, "P-please-" he begged, looking down at her, his face tense and flushed.
"Please what?" Ash asked, still playing dumb.
Junkrat groaned in frustration as he jerked harder, trying to thrust upwards under her weight.
"P-please touch-" he gasped out, "This ain't nearly enough when I got you here with me!"
Ash smiled, prying his still moving hand gently away from his cock and smoothly replacing his fingers with her own.
His hand snapped up towards his head, gripping the top of the mattress as he wriggled beneath her.
Still keeping her eyes on his face, Ash wrapped her lips over his tip, sucking lightly as he shouted, his eyes closing as he gripped the mattress tighter.
She barely had time to get into a rhythm before Junkrat was bucking and screaming, his metal hand gripping her hair as he writhed around.
"N-yeah! Jus' like that-...hot and...N-nyah! Like fire an'... g-good," he muttered and begged between moans, loosing himself and all train of thought as he thrust into her mouth, falling silent for a second before letting out a pained scream as he came, still twitching and groaning as Ash swallowed as much as she could with him writhing wildly under her, the rest of his mess splattering across his hips and stomach.
Ash wiped her mouth in a rather un-ladylike manner before crawling up to lay next him as he caught his breath, he chest shining with sweat and other juices.
"that... Was big..." he panted, his eyes still closed.
"Do you need a time-out?" She teased, stroking his cheek and earning a reproving glare as his eyes shot open.
"N-no!" he snapped, "It's jus' been a while is all..."
"Yes, you really didn't have time to tell me much-" she pouted as Junkrat growled, crawling on to of her as best he could while still shaking from his orgasm.
"That's cos' I'd rather show ya'" he grinned, kissing her forcefully, his tongue twisting into her mouth as their teeth clashed.
His hands wandered up and down her body as they kissed, never settling or slowing as though to stay still would be to miss out on something else and Ash had to remember to breath under his weight, his chest crushing hers and smearing her own stomach with his drying semen.
"Now, if I'm countin' right," Junkrat sighed, finally releasing her mouth and nuzzling back into her neck, "You got two more on me, so I reckon I better get started," he nipped her neck, grazing his teeth across the sensitive scar tissue.
Ash squealed as he dug his fingers into her hips, dragging her into the center of the bed and shuffling downwards to mimic her earlier position.
"Hmm..." he paused, fingering the rough fabric of the hospital gown, "This thing don't suit ya," he giggled, "Better take it off!"
Ash sat up and hauled the garment upwards, careful not to snag any of the cloth on her back.
"Gah, hang on-" she twisted her arm, "It's stuck... Can you pull-" She gestured awkwardly to her left side and felt Junkrat tug at the bunched section, his knuckles gliding up her spine softly as he helped her pull the gown over her head.
She emerged on the other side, short curls sticking to her face as she tossed the robe away, laughing.
Junkrat moved to settle between her legs, but paused again, biting his lip.
"Ya know..." he started, tapping his fingers together and avoiding her gaze, "As lovely as the front of you looks..." he paused again, "D'ya reckon..."
Ash smirked, twisting around to show her back and tossing her wild hair over her shoulder, "You want to see this?" she asked.
Junkrat nodded eagerly, his eyes lighting up.
Ash flipped over onto her hands and knees, giggling as Junkrat gripped her hips and lifted her backside into the air, stoking her burned skin softly.
Ash waited, heart racing for him to make a move, but he just kneeled behind her silently, his fingers dancing over her skin.
"Hey," she called, trying to look behind her, "You fall asleep or something?" his silence was making her uncomfortable, and a nervous sort of twinge began to build in her stomach.
"Umm... I can put the robe back on-" she started, but Junkrat made a noise of protest, grabbing her firmly and licking the base of her spine.
"No! I'm just... Lookin'" he said softly, "It's real pretty," he continued to lick and kiss her cheeks, following the patterns, "An' it reminds me how you came an' saved me," his lips moved closer to her center, making her want to squirm, "You shot fire! Burned the whole place down, jus' for me..."
Ash squeaked as his tongue slipped between her lower lips, sliding softly through her folds from front to back.
"Ohh..." She gasped as he repeated the movements slowly, taking his time.
The tip of his tongue reached between her thighs again, searching for her clit and circling lightly over the swollen knot, making her sigh and moan as he held her tightly in place.
"J-junkrat... That- oh!" his tongue shifted, sliding easily into her hole and swirling around before returning to her clit.
She could feel herself getting wetter, soaking his cheeks and nose as he sucked and licked, far more methodical than their first time, as though he wanted to prove he could drive her just as crazy.
In and out his tongue darted, focusing on the underside of her clit as his fingers joined in the assault, rubbing her outside and driving her mad as she thrust backwards, gripping the pillow below her head.
"Oh..Junkrat... I think... I think I'm- Ahh! Yes!" heat pooled and swirled between her thighs as she screamed, pressing roughly into his face as he walls thrummed and pulsed, gripping his tongue as she came on his mouth, making him groan in response.
"Can't- gotta-" Junkrat groaned, removing his mouth and slamming his cock into her before her orgasm even finished, making her scream again.
His hands wandered over all the scarring he could reach as he thrust into her, panting out desperate noises and half finished words.
"Mine...all mine...Hot and- N-nyah- " Every thrust bought a louder and more confused tumble of words, "So pretty... So hot and pretty an-"
Ash practically swallowed the pillow as he thrust against her, pushing her up the bed as he drove into her, making her toes curl.
Junkrat came again with a strangled cry, his fingers biting into her cheeks hard enough to draw blood as he pumped weakly against her.
"Nyah... Too good..." he muttered, collapsing onto her and wrapping his arms around her, almost crushing her.
Ash smiled, loving the feel of their skin sticking together with sweat in the hot hangar, her twisted scars rubbing against his bare chest as he panted in her ear.
"I'm still ahead," She said cheekily as Junkrat lay, open-mouthed against the back of her neck, drooling and grinning.
"S'not fair," he managed, "Can't control myself 'round you..."
They lay silently for a while, Junkrat shifting to her side and spooning her as Ash drifted in and out of sleep, content and happy in the hot afternoon in his arms. Every now and then she'd feel him touching her back or thighs, as though the marks were a magnet, and she'd smile and kiss any part of him she could reach.
They began again after a while, slowly, lazily, touching and feeling with no need to rush or talk, and despite Junkrat's tendency to get carried away, he held back just enough to keep pace with Ash and her still-healing body, resigning himself to gentle nips in place of the animalistic bites he desired to place on her neck and shoulders.
The sun was beginning to set before their time together was eventually interrupted, loud banging and shouts echoing through the hangar as Ash buried her head under the pillow and Junkrat growled angrily, reaching for his shorts.
"You stay-" he muttered, limping off down the hallway, running his hands through his hair in frustration.
Ash lifted her head up to listen, hoping the Junkrat could convince them to leave, but she recognized Skunk's voice and sighed.
"Where you at, little junker?" Skunk shouted from the front room.
"I'm-"
"Get out here! There's-"
"Hold on!" Ash shouted back, snatching up one of the few shirts Junkrat owned and pulling it on, glad that his height meant it fell to her knees.
Ash reached the door and grabbed the frame, taking a deep breath. Her legs shook under her weight and she could feel her muscles beginning to bruise and ache from their earlier efforts, but she brushed her hair aside and shook away the dizziness, heading down the hallway towards the sound of Skunk's voice.
"There you are!" she scolded as Ash limped into the sitting area, "You look terrible, and what are you wearing?"
Ash looked down at the shirt. Dark stains covered most of the green fabric, but the yellow picture of a grinning bomb was still visible.
"I-I left my clothes outside the medic bay-" Ash muttered, dropping to the lounge.
"You!" Skunk rounded on Junkrat, who twitched and stepped back in shock, "You're supposed to be looking after her! Look at her! She's exhausted!"
"Well I-"
"You left her stuff behind?" Skunk insisted as Ash rolled her eyes. She could tell her friend was getting on a roll, and if she didn't stop it, Skunk could go on for hours.
"Is there a reason you and Mako were trying to break down the door?" Ash interrupted her.
"What?- oh, right," Skunk lowered her voice and sat on the couch next to her, "We came to tell you that Lucio has planned some sort of shindig down at the beach to celebrate you getting out of hospital,"
"A party?"Junkrat asked, sounding excited.
"The whole compound is going to be there, even the new recruits," She explained, "And a drop-ship just came in bringing a bunch of Overwatch field agents, no idea who..."
"When's it start?" Ash asked.
"Sundown," Skunk replied, "But Lucio's already down there setting up his music stuff,"
"Alright," Ash nodded, trying to focus. The heat seemed to be getting to her head.
"Could you go and get my things from the medic bay?" she asked Skunk, "and something to wear for the party from my locker? I want to have a shower before-"
"I'll help with that bit!" Junkrat piped up, grinning.
Skunk made a noise of disgust, but pecked Ash's cheek and nodded, promising to take care of it as she made her exit, followed closely by a silent Roadhog who seemed to be permanently glued to the redhead in some way.
"They seem to be getting on well," Ash said, smiling as the big man followed her friend out.
"Yeah, big guy really seems to like her," Junkrat shrugged, "No idea why-"
Ash slapped him playfully as he dropped down onto the sofa next to her, pulling her against him.
"So you wanna go to the party, then?" Junkrat asked, nibbling the pointed tip of her ear.
"Well... It is in my honour," Ash said slowly, "it would be rude not to go...on the other hand, I have training tomorrow, and it would definitely cut into our alone time..."
Junkrat snickered childishly, "You could always skip training..."
"Certainly not!" Ash laughed, pretending to be affronted, "I take my work very seriously!"
Junkrat looked mildly disappointed, "Well...can we still do the shower thing?"
Ash laughed, kissing him on the cheek, "Come on, you" She took his hand and pulled him from the couch, "Let's go find something clean to wear..."
It took almost half an hour just for Junkrat to find a pair of clean shorts, and he stoutly refused to wear a shirt, complaining that the heat would kill him. Ash couldn't have cared less what he wore, as long as he was by her side for the night, but Skunk and Roadhog returned shortly with Ash's belongings, and Roadhog wouldn't let Junkrat out of his room until he found something clean to wear, and Skunk complained loudly that all the grease and soot would ruin the one dress Ash actually owned, which she had pulled from the back of her locker.
Eventually the four of them scrounged together suitable clothing and headed out of the hangar towards the main building where the communal showers were located, making an absurd amount of noise along the way and earning several reproving glares from people as they passed.
Ash was ecstatic to be on her feet again. Three weeks laying in a hospital bed with nothing to do but watch the clock on the wall was enough to drive anyone crazy. Granted most of her time there had been spent in a heavy, drug induced sleep, but until now, she had walked little more than the few meters to the restroom and back.
They barged noisily into the shower rooms and Ash was glad that the room was empty. Usually she and Skunk showered with the other trainees, but it seemed that they were still out in the training yard, and the four of them had the vast, tiled room to themselves.
Skunk threw their bag of clothes onto one of the benches and gathered a pile of clean towels from the hamper, kicking her shoes off as she went.
The actual showers were little more than rows of heads, divided by shoulder-height tiled walls running along the back wall, but to the junkers, any sort of heated, running water was a treat.
They stripped quickly, Junkrat helping Ash to ease the shirt over her head as Skunk turned on her shower head, filling the room in clouds of steam.
Roadhog took the cubicle next to her, his large frame barely fitting in the small area and the stream of water reaching only to his chest.
Ash retreated to the shower on the far left, tossing her shirt over her shoulder as she stepped into the cubicle, turning on the hot water and sighing.
Three whole weeks without a proper shower! Usually her showers where usually short, but the feeling of fresh water cascading onto her body was pure joy, and she stepped eagerly into the stream of water, adjusting it until she could just stand the heat.
Ash had just thrown her face under the water when a pair of strong hands slipped around her stomach, and she pulled away from the water, sputtering.
"What-" Junkrat slipped his hand over her mouth, Shushing her.
"Shh" he whispered, "I told ya' I'd help with this bit," his hands slid over her body easily, and to Ash's surprise, he reached for the liquid soap attached to the wall, lathering his hands in it.
Annoyed as she knew her friends would be, Ash couldn't hep being attracted to Junkrat's rebellious streak, and the feeling of him standing behind her, lathering soap across her shoulders made her sigh and sink into his hold, pressing against his chest.
She could tell he was taking extra time with her back, touching as much as he could in the guise o helping her wash up, and her curiosity got the best of her.
"Why?' she whispered, hoping not to be heard by the other junkers, "Why do you... Like the scars?"
"I told ya'" Junkrat replied, sounding happy, "Reminds me of what ya' did... What ya risked jus' to help me... Not often ya' would find a sheila willing to go that far for a bloke..."
Ash smiled, leaning against him, "I was glad to... You have no idea, just how much it means to me to be here... To be apart of something... To be with you..."
Junkrat made a strange noise, as though trying to clear his throat, his hand slowing their movements on her shoulders, "So would... Would you have done the same if I wasn't with- If I weren't with this Overwatch group?"
Ash paused. For the first time since she had met him, Junkrat sounded genuinely concerned about asking her a question, as though her answer would have a serious impact.
"Junkrat..." she started, thinking carefully, "You know why I joined Overwatch. I did it for me; I did it so I could make a change."
She slipped her hands up, gripping his fingers over her shoulders, "When I joined, Had no idea you were part of the team, so it didn't affect my choices... But when I found out..."
Ash stopped, but Junkrat's hands slid down her stomach, pulling her closer and she could feel his interest pushing into her backside.
"You have to understand... To the rest of the Junkers... To everyone that fights to live and be free in the Outback- you're a hero! You're a freedom fighter! You're not afraid to stand up to anyone that tries to push people down using money or influence or-"
"So what's-"
"It means," Ash smiled, "I would have done the same; no matter how we met- because it's who I am."
Junkrat went quiet, but he didn't pull away; instead leaning closer and sliding his soapy hands down her front, coming to rest on her breasts.
Ash giggled, turning around to face him and flipping soap over the walls, "Now," she slid her arms over his shoulders, dragging his head downwards so she could reach him, "Let's get you cleaned up."
She stretched up, kissing him softly and smothering the sound of his giggling so it wouldn't carry across the steam filled room as she lathered soap on her hands, running them across his shoulder and leaving a trail of clean, pale skin as they wandered.
She took her time, dropping her touch teasingly low before darting back up again, earning disappointed groans each time she tried to target his armpits to actually clean him a little.
When she figured he was clean enough to pass even Skunks critical eye, she slipped her hand firmly around his length, kissing him again as he moaned and leaned into her.
The soap made her movements smoother and faster, slipping easily up and down his shaft and over the head as Junkrat struggled to remain silent, burying his face in her neck and biting down each time he made a sound.
She could feel his whole body shaking with the effort of being silent, twitching and jerking as he panted against her, his wet hair sticking to his cheeks and neck as he squirmed about, almost shouting as she tightened her grip and pumped harder.
"Tsss...n-please, don' stop..." he whispered, his voice getting higher and higher, "Want to-" he grabbed her suddenly, his hands slipping easily under her butt as he hoisted her up and slammed her against the cold wall, Ash letting out half a scream before biting her lip and throwing her thighs around his waist, gripping his shoulders.
"You ok over there?" She heard Skunk call from somewhere on the other side of the room through the thick steam.
"Y-yes!" Ash tried to steady her voice, finding it difficult with the feel of Junkrat's cock slamming into her, "I'm fine- I-I just slipped-"
"Do you need help?" Skunk called again, only to be shouted at by both Junkrat and Ash that she was fine.
Ash clung tightly to Junkrat as he pushed into her, biting hard on her neck and making her eyes roll upwards as he thrust into her, supporting them both against the wall.
She closed her eyes, biting her lip again as she felt her orgasm building, sending her flying as Junkrat groaned in her ear and came inside her, twitching and jerking as he crushed her against the tiles.
Ash raised her head from his shoulder and pushed her wet hair from her eyes, but Junkrat gave another jerk, his metal leg slipping on the wet floor as they both screamed and collapsed to the floor painfully in a tangle of limbs.
"What was that?" Skunk called, and Ash groaned, trying to pull her leg out from under Junkrat's hip.
"S'nothin-" Junkrat shouted, rubbing his elbow where it had cracked against the floor and clambering to his feet.
Ash took the hand he offered and stood up, stepping back under the water to wash herself as Junkrat climbed out of the cubicle and limped over to grab a towel, mumbling about his leg as the smoky figures of Roadhog and Skunk shuffled over to the bench.
She made a mental note to use the bath instead of the shower next time Junkrat wanted to "help" her get clean and rinsed the last of the soap from her body, stepping out and taking the towel Junkrat handed her, wrapping it around her chest and thanking him.
Once everyone was dry and dressed in relatively clean outfits, they left the shower rooms, Junkrat holding her hand and grinning happily as the four of them headed down to the beach.