I stumbled across some images of Tracer in an orange swimsuit... and that bubbled and danced in the back of my brain, compelling me to write this. This will probably have 5 or 6 chapters, all depending on my muse :-)
Picture used with permission of the fabulous HydraFXX, check them out on Pa-treon
Chapter 1, Miami beach
Lena found it hard to figure out why Overwatch was organizing this 'conference.' But she wasn't complaining.
Miami! An entire week in a 5 star hotel! There was a short tactical meeting in the morning and quickly thereafter the entire gang headed to the beach. Must be an unwritten law - when in Miami, one must visit the beach.
Perhaps this was secretly a team-building excercise?
Well whatever it was she liked it. She picked up her ice tea and took a small sip. Adjusted her sunglasses as she studied her friends on the comfy beach loungers.
Hanzo was rolling over to get an even tan on his back. Yeah right, with all those tattoos.
Mercy was fiddling with the straps of her bikini. She looks nice!
McCree was still smoking his fithy cigars. Ew.
Amelie appeared to be asleep, she hadn't moved in at least ten minutes. She's so... blue!
Winston was making silly noises. Sweety.
She smiled. It felt a bit odd, seeing them in such a relaxed setting. Odd, and pleasant. She hummed happily and touched the sand. Somehow feeling the rough texture made her feel more in tune with her surroundings. Looking towards the water she noticed the beach was almost deserted. The tourist season was over and only a few locals remained. For the middle of September it was still wonderfully warm and she squirmed comfortably on her lounger. A small sigh of satisfaction escaped her.
I could get used to this!
Most of her friends were in the direct sunlight. Not her. She was a bit behind, finding shelter under some palm trees to protect herself from the intense, scorching sun. And she was not the only one. Looking left she nodded at D. Va. "Sun's a bit hot, yes?"
"Oh yes." Hana chirped, "it could easily burn me. My skin can only take so much, even with oil applied."
Lena studied the asian's skin. Wonderfully smooth and even. Pale, nearly ivory. The girl was even lighter than herself. "You're telling me. All throughout Europe us brits are known as 'lobsters'".
They both giggled. Smiled at each other in mutual understanding. Sipped some ice tea.
It was hard to say because of Hana's sunglasses but Tracer could've sworn the girl was shooting stealthy glances at her breasts. Was she checking her out? Before she could make a point of it Hana cleared her throat.
"That is... that is a beautiful swimsuit! I loooove the color!"
Lena chuckled. She touched the bright orange Lifeguard swimwear. "Oh this? Yeah I like it too."
"It's gorgeous." Hana agreed. She sighed. "Gorgeous..." Taking her sweet time she looked Lena up and down. She lowered her sunglasses and drank in the sight of the near-naked hips, the lovely long legs. "Yeppeuda... "
Tracer was a bit surprised. She had not expected this behaviour from the young korean but didn't mind at all. Actually, feeling Hana's eager eyes on her felt somewhat exciting...
...I'll give you something to look at!
She lazily stretched and arched her back, proudly displaying herself. With her left hand she caressed her strong thighs. Smiled when she heard Hana gasp.
"Oh! And it f-fits you so well!"
"Thanks luv." Lena grinned. She thoroughly enjoyed Hana's attention. Feeling the burning eyes she touched her orange swimsuit. Pulling on the elastic material she exposed some of her hip. Then allowed it to slap against her skin. "I was never a lifeguard... stole this from an ex-girlfriend. Last summer. Brighton."
"Oh! So you are a lesbian!" Hana covered her mouth in shock, "not that that's a bad thing! I mean... I mean..." She was quickly turning red and Tracer laughed out loud.
"You're adorable!" Reaching out she brushed Hana's shoulder, wanting to let the girl know she was not offended. She also wanted the physical contact. "It's quite allright dear."
Tilting her head Hana innocently winked and it was one of the cutest things Lena had ever seen. She felt her heart jump. She looked at Hana in a new light. Clearly the girl was playing with her. Was it flirting?
Hana put her sunglasses back on her nose, got up, and raised her hands to fix her hair. "Shall we go swimming soon?"
Lena took a moment, unabasedly staring. The korean girl was wearing a colorful flowery swimsuit that was open on one side, much like hers. It wasn't hiding much and she dreamily eyed the teenager's spectacular body. So young and vibrant!
Fuck she looks great! I wouldn't mind at all if we... The sudden, unexpected thought of intimacy made her shiver.
"Who's up for a game of volleybal?" Winston yelled as he got up.
Tracer gently squeezed Hana's shoulder. She wanted to get closer to this heavenly creature. "We're playing. You and me luv." She made sure the innuendo was clear. Hana smiled shyly and they both felt the lovely sensual tension between them.
Winston and Amélie made a good team. His agility and her speed almost made them win. Almost.
Tracer and D. Va found out they were an excellent match. They intuitively sensed the other's intention, serving up the craftiest balls to smash Winston and Amélie to bits.
"Brilliant!" Tracer high-fived Hana after another score. "That's it girl, keep it up!"
"I play to win!" The korean girl shouted at her opponents. Winston seemed unimpressed.
The chemistry between them was a pleasure to behold. They flawlessly passed the ball back and forth and with a loud yell drove home the final point.
"Yeah!" Hana shouted. She ran over to give Tracer a big hug. "Now that's team work!"
"Cheers luv. That was fun!" She held her a little longer than necessary and noticed the pleasant jasmin scent of the korean's hair. Nice!
Amélie and Winston came over to congratulate them and they shook hands.
Hana looked at the inviting sea water. She wiped the sweat of her forehead. "I'm hot. I'm going for a swim. You guys coming?"
Winston looked at his fur and grinned while Amelie ignored them and walked towards her lounger.
"Absolutely." Tracer stated, looking forward to spending more time with Hana, "let's go."
For a good ten minutes they enjoyed the water, swimming energetic circles not far from the shore.
Hana suddenly stood up in the waist-high water and grinned at Tracer. "Lena..." she whispered, "...I wanted to get you alone b-because I want to ask you something..."
Tracer waited patiently but Hana's blush intensified. The poor thing couldn't even finish her sentence! She took the girl's hand and gently squeezed it in a soothing way. "What is it luv? You can ask me anything. Anything."
Hana was almost trembling with nerves. "I'm not sure if..."
In a playful gesture Tracer brought Hana's hand to her lips and kissed it. "Anything!"
"Well... I invented s-something. And now I n-need someone to test it with."
"Oh I can help. What is it?"
"It is... a s-sex toy."
Tracer's jaw dropped. She planted a hand on her hips and breathed, "a - sex - toy? You invented a sex toy?"
"Y-Yes..." Hana whispered timidly, "I love tinkering. And somehow... " her voice trailed off.
Lena chuckled. "Brilliant." She affectionately squeezed the girl's hand. "Well... my dear Hana... it would be hard to test something like that without having actual sex... rrright?"
Her smile deepened, "so... you're asking me to have sex with you?"
"No! Yes! Ehm... I guess so... ?"
Lena laughed out loud. The idea of being with this sexy teenager was incredibly appealing but where did all this suddenly come from? Her notion of Hana being a shy girl was shattered into a thousand pieces. She actually made a sex toy? And was asking for sex? "Wicked!"
"You sure you want to do this? With me? Why me?"
"I... " The young korean blushed again. Lena almost melted. "I can not test this with a guy. I need a woman... " Hana took a deep breath and stammered, "But most of all I t-think you're very attractive! When I saw you this morning in this s-swimsuit I was blown away! You're amazing. So strong. And beautiful!"
"Thank you. But wouldn't it be better if you chose a girl your own age? You're very young. Maybe someone from your school?"
Hana turned incredibly red. She was probably imagining herself with one of her friends. "Oh my God that would be soooo embarrassing!"
Lena laughed out loud.
Hana tilted her head. "If you don't want to, I understand..."
"Oh the idea is very tempting, believe me." Tracer was grinning from ear-to-ear. "You're incredibly cute and very attractive. You've got a smashing body."
Hana giggled shyly. Tracer's smile widened. The girl was oozing youthful sincerity. It was impossible not to like her.
"How old are you anyway? 18? 19?"
"I just turned nineteen!" Hana stated defiantly. "That's old enough to have sex."
"...barely." Tracer laughed as she studied Hana's young, smooth body. She licked her lips. Sex with this smoking hot teenager?
Fuck yes.
She felt her belly tighten with excitement as a surge of lust rocked her core. Wicked!
"How about Amélie? She looks incredible. And she's blue. You could be having sex with a blue woman!"
"... I agree she looks great. But I'm not attracted to her." Hana whispered amost apologetically, "I'm attracted to you."
Lena just kept grinning. "...brilliant..."
Hana continued, "I can't imagine asking anyone else. I wouldn't dare. You're just so easy to talk to! Please please please have sex with me?"
Lena nearly pinched herself. The situation was too good to be believed. She placed a hand on Hana's waist and grinned, "yes."
"...Really? You mean...?"
Lena laughed. She bit her lower lip. "Yes luv. Let's do it. You're a cutie. I'd be a fool to turn you down!"
Hana was beaming. Her breathing came hot and heavy. "Ok... yes..."
Tracer caressed the girl's slim waist. The wet skin felt lovely. "Tonight? And you want to test something? You created a toy?"
Hana blushed again. Was that her default state?
"Tonight sounds great. And the toy... p-perhaps I can explain later? It's quite a long story."
"Sure. No hurry." She gently squeezed the small hand. "Brilliant! You're a lovely girl Hana. I'm looking forward to being with you."
"S-Same here. I'm so glad you said yes!" Hana's dark eyes were shining with excitement. Staring deep into each other's eyes they cherished the hot, unexpected moment.
Hana shivered. She looked at Tracer. Her warm body language was inviting her, encouraging. The wet orange swimsuit was beautifully showcasing her curves. It showed a lot of skin and Hana sighed as she drank in the sight. Well-shaped breasts. Fabulous long legs.
The idea of having sex with this stunning woman made her squeal with excitement. "So cool! So cool that we're gonna do it! I can hardly wait! You're beautiful... can I... can I touch you? Please?"
"Go right ahead."
Her hands were trembling. Oh-so-slowly she reached out and shyly touched Tracer's waist. "Oh... Yeppeuda... " The smooth skin felt so soft! "I like..."
She took a tiny step forward. Electricity was shooting back and forth between their heated bodies and Hana felt her arousal skyrocketing. She longingly caressed the orange swimsuit before touching Lena's skin again. "I like..."
Lena leaned forward, her cheek nearly brushing her lips and Hana gasped, "Oh!"
Was she going to kiss her? She wanted to. She wanted to kiss this gorgeous woman. She wanted to do more than kissing. She wanted to rip off the swimsuit to get her naked. Utterly naked. And that was gonna happen! The thought caused the young korean to shiver with anticipation.
She trembled again as she pictured them together. Without clothes. Doing verrry naughthy things. She felt something clench deep inside. "Oh!"
She brushed her lips over Lena's. Pulled her even closer. She felt their wet bodies touching. "I want... I want..."
"HEY!" Winston's incredibly loud voice boomed over the waters, "what the hell are you two doing? Lunch time!"
