(A/N: Overwatch is the property of Blizzard Entertainment)
Time Unknown - U.N TF 141 "Overwatch" Plane, Somewhere over the Pacific Ocean
Genji had just given the small squad of seven a brief training exercise on how to use their equipment (although Fareeha wouldn't get full use of her Raptora suit until they landed in Korea as the plane's training room didn't have the verticality required for such a device). While Caduceus technology was nothing new to Angela Ziegler, who decided on the codename 'Mercy' for this operation, she felt as though the pressure was truly on as her team's only real support role in battle. There were no other healers. Not even anybody you could really stand behind either who would be able to take some blows. Everyone else was light and fragile. No people who could fire from the back, minus maybe Hanzo. Nobody to really give her cover. The Caduceus Rod she was entrusted with could only work within five-meters of her target, which means that she would have to fly towards Fareeha if she needed help in the air. Teamwork and communication would be essential on this mission. God only knows how intense the battlefield that is the raging streets of Busan are. The normally cool, calm and collected Ziegler, was on the verge of a mental breakdown. What if Jonathan or - God forbid - Lena were gravely injured? What if they couldn't get Hana back? If Angela made even one tiny little mistake in the battlefield, then it would cost one of her squadmates their lives. To have that much responsibility on your shoulders is unimaginable, and Angela Ziegler simply had to bear with it. Lying on her bed, she reminisces about two days ago at the party. The night things went up in flames, literally and figuratively. Amélie's kick still stung her in her stomach, and her words still lingered on the back of her mind like a parasite that's unwilling to let go.
"Why did this have to happen to us…" pondered the young Swiss maiden, on the verge of tears due to the stress. She could barely take it anymore. Enough was enough. Let the suffering end.
As her tears broke down from her bright blue eyes, a familiar face walked into Angela's room.
Her lover, Lena Oxton.
"A-Angie! Are you alright love?" questions the girl whose codename was 'Tracer'. Angela thought the name was ridiculous, in a cute way of course. She found it funny that Lena would stick to her Twitch username even in a time like this. It was admirable how much spirit Lena had in her. Everywhere she went, she was like a ball of joy that lit up everyone's day.
"A-ah, I'm fine darling, I truly am. T-this is nothing" said Angela in response, trying to act all cool and calm as per usual. Lena could easily see through it though. It wasn't hard, especially when Angela was normally so cool and collected. Seeing her stutter put the nail in the coffin, so to speak.
"You're clearly not...tell me, what's gotten into you? You're never like this! You're always like, super confident and stuff!" says Lena, trying to instill some of her vigour into her girlfriend. Despite the fact they were dating and always hung out, they never shared much with each other. Lena tried to, but Angela never wanted to really open herself up to Lena, possibly fearing that Lena would see her as vulnerable. Lena wouldn't mind seeing Angela vulnerable, after all, it was Angela letting her guard down that led Lena to instigate the kiss on the night of Angela's party…
"Fine, I'll tell you." She says before exhaling a large sigh of air. "I feel like the weight of the whole world is on my shoulders Lena…I have to take care of everyone, and if I mess up just once...God I can't even think of the horrors Lena…" Angela says, finally allowing the tears to take over her. Lena decided she had seen enough.
"Angie…" said Lena in a soothing voice. "You're an amazing, bright and cautious woman. You will perform your role just as well as everyone else will. Even if the team don't know it yet, you're the most vital part of our team….
...and my heart" says Lena, looking into Angela's eyes longingly. God, she wished she could look at those eyes all day every day. They captured her heart from the moment she met Angela on their first day of school three years ago. Last year was the first time they were put into the same class together, but Angela was dating Jack Morrison back then. It hurt Lena's heart, broke it even. Seeing Angela embrace another hurt her deeply. She tried finding solace in men, even allowing a random man she met on Tinder take her virginity at a shady hotel on the outskirts of town, but it wasn't enough to fill the hole in her heart, even temporarily. She couldn't even confide in her only friend, Jonathan Cujoh, because he was too close to Angela and Jack.
But now, things are different. Angela is her girlfriend. And Lena knew that their time together alone was limited.
"Lena…" Angela says, looking up at the young Brit in front of her. Before she could even realise it, her lips tenderly pressed against Lenas, albeit lightly. Lena was having none of that light stuff though. She needed more. She wanted Angela to know that she was truly needed in this world, and not just an asset for Overwatch. Angelas breathing started to become more and more erratic, her breaths becoming more and more visible as her body started to heat up with every press of Lenas lips against her own. The pleasure began to slowly boil up inside of her, and it didn't help that Lena had lightly began cupping Angelas rather ample chest with her left hand.
"I….Lena…" said Angela in an uncertain tone.
"Yeah love?" replied the Brit, removing both lips and hand from Angelas body.
"I...want you….here and now…" said Angela, in a way that on the inside made Lena explode from happiness. While they've been dating a while, they still haven't actually 'done the deed'. Their first encounter at the party only got as far as nakedness and light touching before Jonathan and Hana's drunken presence was known to them, hiding away in the wardrobe. The most the two females had gone was some foreplay, but never had they stripped fully naked with each other since. Lena couldn't figure out why, and neither could Angela.
But they wouldn't miss their chance now. Lena simply nodded to Angela's request, and began pushing her gently toward the bed behind them. Angela whimpered slightly when Lena began to kiss her again, this time with more passion, but she closed her eyes and just went along with it. Tongues began to intertwine as Lena slowly began undressing her Swiss lover. The blonde beauty was wearing a simple white bra and panties underneath her t-shirt and tracksuit pants. Lena was a little disappointed she wasn't garbed in the sexiest of lingerie, but considering the circumstances, she could let it pass for now. As Lena began unhooking Angela's bra, Angela in return began to kiss Lenas neck and collarbone area, which caused the Brit to suck in sharply from the immense pleasure her body was experiencing. It was Angela's turn to undress Lena, and she did so with haste. Lenas loose clothing came off with ease, as did her rather simple looking underwear. Now both womens forms were exposed to the world, but more importantly, each other. Lenas arms pinned down Angela's shoulders, and with only a small bit of hesitation, Lena leaned in and kissed Angela with more passion than she had ever wanted to give anyone, Her whole tongue danced inside Angela's mouth, playing with Angelas own tongue.
"You...ahn...know, your tongue...nnnff..would be better...ah...down there…" moaned out Angela, begging Lena to move down to her most precious part. Lena smirked. There was no turning back now. This was their moment to finally entwine with each other. Lena slowly began moving her body down along Angela's, being sure to kiss and lightly lick anywhere she may think was a pleasure point for the Swiss Doctor. Angela's whimpers were enough of a sign to Lena that she was doing her job correctly. She finally reached her destination, Angela's oh so delicate folds. Lena never really found vaginas in general to be the most appealing part of the female form, but Angelas….
...it got her all kinds of excited. She began to play lightly with Angela's body, flicking and licking almost every crevice before finally finding that one small sweet spot.
"AAAHH!" Cried out the Swiss maiden in pure ecstasy. Her cries of joy would surely be heard in the room next to hers, but right now, nothing else mattered. All she needed was Lena doing what she was doing right now. That's all she needed to achieve heaven in her world.
"Lena...ahh...you're..amazing my love...AHHHHNNN" she said, gritting her teeth from the immense buildup of pleasure.
"I'm….c...CUMMING!" cried out Angela. Lena didn't move an inch however, in fact she doubled her speed, increasing Angela's pleasure tenfold. Angela exploded, both literally and figuratively. Her fluids drenched her lover, her panting breath the only sound filling the air. But Angela wasn't done. She instantly regained her strength form orgasming, and with a determined look, flipped Lena over onto her back. With newfound confidence, Angela smirked.
"Now...let's give you a thorough examination, doctor's orders" winked the Swiss doctor, trying to engage the Brit in some roleplay. Lena smiled in return.
"Well come on then, let's get to it already" she says, pulling Angela back in for a kiss. Angela felt a bizarre taste on her tongue. Is this what she tasted like? She found it rather odd, but ignored it. She just wanted Lena's body.
Angela wasn't going to use her tongue, rather she went for a more rudimentary approach. Lena wasn't squirming as much as Angela was, but her body still shivered every time Angela moved her fingers over Lena's quite ample, if a bit petite, breasts. Lena's body was well toned, thought Angela. Of course it would be, Lena was the star of the track team back at the Winstonian. She was as fit as someone her age could be. A paragon of fitness, and her body reflected this.
"Well...I can see no irregularities with your upper body...how about your lower end, hmm?" asked the doctor in a jokingly serious voice, trying her best to keep the role of a doctor up. Slowly but surely, she moved her right hand down to Lena's gentle folds, brushing by a small tuft of pubic hair. Slowly but surely, she pressed two of her fingers inside Lena's vagina, causing Lena to jump slightly. Angela began to stir inside Lena, and Lena began to pant heavily in return. Angela however, wouldn't let her breaths escape, and was constantly kissing her back, passionately. Inserting more fingers, Angela ramped up her fingering speed. It was almost too much for Lena, the pleasure slowly becoming overwhelming.
"A-Angie...you're...so fucking…aahhh" Lena couldn't even finish her sentence, her vision slowly filling in with more and more white.
"What, my dearest Lena?" beckoned Angela.
"...YOU'RE SO FUCKING GOOOOOODDD!" screamed out Lena as her body began to shake. Angela kept pushing and pushing with her fingers until it finally hit. Lena arched her back high, her body convulsing and contorting with immeasurable pleasure, fluids drenching Angela's fingers and wrist. Slowly removing her fingers and drying them off with the sheets of the bed, Angela lay next to her rather tired looking lover.
"That was….amazing….especially for my first time" exclaimed the blonde to the brunette. Despite dating men before, Angela had never really had sex until now. Lena turned around and looked at her girlfriend in shock.
"You've got to be joking" she says in disbelief. "You were too good to be a virgin!"
"Well, I am what I am. I must be a miracle worker with this kind of thing" says Angela with a wink. Lena gives her a playful shove in return, and Angela simply laughs back at her. The two go under Angela's slightly damp sheets and cuddle together for the first time in a while.
And what may possibly be their final time.
Time until Touchdown: 10 Hours
(A/N: And that's a wrap! I thought that writing in the third person would be harder but, it turns out it was actually quite enjoyable. A little bit of AngeLena in this chapter ;) I hope you enjoyed. Please leave reviews! See you next time when the crew lands in Busan...and is faced with the horrors of war)