"So, the mission is successful so far." Amelie spoke into her earpiece softly, laying on a ridge about a mile away from the diner on Route 66. "The deadlock gang still hasn't shown up, so Olivia must have succeeded. Brigitte and Hana are hitting it off, judging by her erection."
"Who's erection? Hana or Brigitte?" Angela piped in over her ear. "Oui." Amelie replied as she continued. "Cassidy is… nearly dead I believe." She leaned over, poking him in the neck to check for a pulse "the explosives are armed. Hana managed to get those on herself." She concluded Cassidy was teetering between life and death, unconscious and easily able to be transported. "Of course she did. She's not untrustworthy, unlike…"
"Ashe is subdued, ahhh dios Mio!" Sombra shivered as she spoke into her earpiece. The sight before her was one to behold. A steady dribble of cum leaking through and running down ashe's cowboy hat. "Jesus, I can't really walk." She pulled herself towards a railing, lifting her leg up and flexing her thigh muscles. A small bit of cum flowed out of her, leaking down her thigh.
"That paralysis shit, whatever it was, Really worked Arana. Are you sure this antidote will help me walk out of here?" She referred to a type of poison, something which she hid inside of her before coming to meet Ashe. It was a small capsule that was pushed inside of her womb. The capsule was a leftover from a talon project. It was soluble in semen, but not her own fluids. It was designed to incapacitate men of power, but quickly was brushed aside when Amelie and Olivia refused to fuck nasty old men.
"Oui, it works." Amelie rolled her eyes, not enjoying being questioned as she intently watched the tracks, waiting for the train to arrive. Olivia shrugged before jamming a needle into her bare thigh. She slowly regained feeling in her legs, stretching out her numb limbs one by one.
"She is still awake you know." Angela spoke up, causing the skittish Mexican to jump. "Her eyes are closed though, that means she's sleeping right?" Angela growled to herself. "Tell her what's going on sombra, then get to the tracks. What is with you?"
Olivia slowly walked forward, lifting up ashe's face and slowly pulling open her eyes. It was true it seemed, her red irises tracking Olivia's. "Alright, listen vaquero. You aren't gonna die, or even get hurt. I just need you out of the way for a bit. That package you're trying to intercept, I really want it." She straddled Ashe's lap, a smile on her face.
"I like you, a lot. And well, judging by how full I am, You like me right? You don't have to nod, I know you do." She let her eyes drop again, locking lips with Elizabeth and gently rubbing her cheeks. She slowly pulled away, savoring the taste of tobacco in ashe's mouth. "I want to feel you again, you were wild." Olivia left a kiss on her cheek as she pulled away.
"I'll be in touch okay? We can go on a date. I've got a lot of friends that really enjoyed spending time with you before. Oh, and you can bring bob too. Big guy is really sad I didn't let him smash. Isn't that right Bob?" She looked back to the hacked robot, the big guy in question nodding rapidly
"So, I'm gonna put this pill in your mouth okay? It will take an hour or so, but you'll be able to move when it kicks in. Don't come after us, or we are probably going to have to shoot you." She stood up, leaving Ashe with another kiss as she took the hat from off her leaking cock. She wiped off the nut that seeped through it, blowing on it softly to dry it out a bit before slipping the garment on her head.
All Ashe could do was sit and stew, really mad that she was tricked by good pussy. But, damn it was good. So soft, and gooey too. It was like fucking a fleshlight full of warm pudding. Shit it was good! Alright, she wasn't mad anymore. "Worth it." She thought, hearing Olivia's shoes clicking against the ground after suiting back up. "Damnit cowgirl, you came too much! I'm gonna ruin this now." Ashe could barely crack a smile, but the corner of her lips did turn up. "Oh, the gold will still be there. There's just a specific thing on the train that we really need. So, feel free to go get all that once you wake up." Olivia blew a kiss to Bob, flashing him a peace sign as she disappeared the same way she entered. "Peace."
"What would you do without me?" Olivia cooed into Amelie's ear, giving her a soft kiss on the cheek as she became visible. Amelie smiled warmly, leaning over and returning her kiss. "How did it go?" olivia questioned as she gestured to cassidy's body. Amelie shrugged, downplaying the entire event as though she didn't almost catch a bullet to the face. Olivia slowly laid down next to the purple sniper, gently laying her arm over amelie's cool back. She leaned to her side, resting her head on amelie's shoulder to look down at the diner. "Im glad we got to go on this mission together, nobody i trust as much as you." amelie raised an eyebrow, softly smiling. "You are, reliable most of the time. But, youve been a good girl as of late."
Sombra swooned softly after being complimented, rubbing her face against amelie's cheek to show her affection. Amelie giggled, gently pushing her away. "Stop, I've got to keep watching." even when being cutesy and high pitched, she sounded like she could kill Olivia without a second thought. But, Olivia knew she loved being swooned over. "Alright, alright. I'll stop and move on." She put a soft peck on Amelie's lips before standing beside her, looking down at her butt in that tight leotard. "Can I top later?" She felt the need to ask, knowing the answer would mostly likely be no. "I don't see why not." Amelie replied softly after giving the idea only a hum of thought. Olivia nearly jumped for joy, but her still jelly-like legs stopped all of that. "Bien mi Arana. I'll see you back home."
"Later." Amelie replied, seeming not so high class. Maybe Olivia was rubbing off on her after all. She placed a hand on Cassidy's back and the pair disappeared just as quickly as she had arrived. "Really could have put this closer." Olivia groaned as the realization set in that she would have to drag the cowboy a short distance.
The room was a near empty white cube below overwatch's old headquarters in the states. She didn't know its exact location and didn't care to find out. "I did put it closer. And then every time you annoyed me I moved it further back." Angela piped up, the woman sitting behind a holo display in the center of the room. "Oh shut up. You don't just keep me around because I'm a genius. I know you like me." She managed to get out between deep breaths as she finally set Cassidy up against a large metal cylinder just beside Angela.
"You are a slut as well. I've never seen someone do such dirty things without being asked to. And don't think I haven't found your panty stash. You always take the cute ones too." Angela looked over for a moment and flicked the blushing Mexican on the forehead. "Whaaaat, it's a fetish. Arana doesn't wear panties so I couldn't exactly do it before." Angela just rolled her eyes as the canister opened its doors, a cool mist rolling out like flowing water. "Ja ja. Notice how I don't have to keep an eye on Amelie? Or Hana? Only you, because you are prone to interpreting orders creatively. I mean seriously, how does slipping the girl a roofie turn into an hour of fucking? Props to her for lasting an hour, but come on Olivia."
Olivia shrugged her shoulders as she lifted Cassidy into the pod, taking his gun off his belt and placing it on the table. "Well, you're too closed minded. I did a little recruiting, that's all." Angela stood up at that, shutting the pod door and turning the lock. She placed two fingers against Olivia's wet patch somewhat aggressively. She slowly pulled her fingers away as the leaking spunk connected the two. "I suppose you're right. However, make sure you don't do any more unauthorized recruiting in the future." Her gaze was piercing, and she had the look of a disappointed mom on her face. Olivia nodded, her cheeks flushed from being looked at so fiercely. "Yes, I promise." Angela gave her a smile and a pat on the head before turning back towards the entrance. "Good girl. Let's go home."
Amelie's cock throbbed aggressively against the hard rocks she was perched upon. Why did the pair choose to draw this out for so long? Brigitte had been between Hana's legs ever since Olivia left. "There's no cum left in her, why is she still sucking so hard?"
"I beg your pardon?" Angela asked, the sniper having forgotten to turn her comms off. "Brigitte is apparently part vacuum cleaner. I didn't know human lips could stretch like that." Angela laughed softly as she held up her watch, the archaic cargo lift taking its sweet time to get them out of the basement. "Show us." The blonde requested, a few buttons being pressed by the sniper as she scoped in on the pair.
"Oh, my." Angela cooed as the holo display came up off of her watch. "She is really going at it huh?" She looked like a bimbo with plastic lips from how hard she was sucking. "That could prove troublesome, no?" Olivia asked as she checked on the status of the train. "Only fifteen minutes give or take." Angela sighed, knowing that hana was too inexperienced to sway Brigitte in the right direction.
"She has her knockout gas still correct?" Amelie scanned for the objects on her person. "The capsule I gave her is intact. And the spray is still there in her jacket pocket." Angela decided she would need to give Hana a push in the right direction. "Hana, You're running out of time. Please tend to this with some semblance of speed."
For hana, this task was more difficult than it should be. She had to think of something to get the seal on her poor cock removed. "B-brig. Could you hold up?" The Swede raised an eyebrow before slowly pulling back. "I may not have been entirely truthful." Brigitte smiled softly as she stood up, easily towering over the slouching gamer. "What do you mean?"
"I'm not a futa like you. I can't keep cumming like that." Brigitte looked down and saw her cock was already going limp just seconds after her pulling away. She should have figured as much when hana stopped shooting down her throat minutes ago. "I'm a boy, or a trans girl I should say." Brigitte laughed a bit as she patted Hana's shoulder playfully. "It doesn't matter. Angela said you were my type, and she was right. We've got so much in common." Brigitte smiled as she turned around, taking a step back in the bathroom stall.
"Maybe we should get going? Find somewhere that smells a bit better?" Brigitte nodded in response to that, pulling down her cute Lindholm crest shirt that exposed her midriff, and adjusting the bulge in her jeans. Hana did the same, fixing her clothes and standing up to put her jacket back on. Thankfully, the spray was still there and not ruined. It was just a small metal vial, so it would be likely that something would have ruptured it.
"Everything good?" Olivia asked, not noticing any particular signs of disappointment on either side. "Should be." Amelie responded as Angela and Olivia finally arrived at the ruins of her old base. "I've got to go dark while we leave. Those pesky alarms would be troublesome. I place the mission in your capable hands Amelie." The sniper rolled her eyes, like it wasn't in her hands already. "Yeah yeah, I'll contact you when the packages are secured." Angela and Olivia turned off their devices one by one before stepping foot past the door of the lift.
"I got dropped off, so I hope you brought some wheels with you." Hana nodded, flashing the pink and green set of keys she had as they walked out of the diner. "Ooh, nice car!" Brigitte remarked with a smile. "Is that a 2031? Or a 2046? They both look classic."
Hana giggled as she clicked the button on her keys to unlock the car. "It's a 1969. but I got it upgraded." Her eyes went wide. The classic camaro in all of its hot pink glory looked to die for. "You for real? That's an antique, too good to drive!" Hana shook her head. "No way, I paid way too much money to not look good in it. Found the thing in a scrapyard in junkertown. It's my baby, that and Tokki." She spent almost as much time on the car as she did her meka in those days. Almost anyways.
As the pair hopped inside, Hana flashed her a smile as she turned the keys. She used the car as a viable distraction to keep Brigitte's eyes off her for a bit. "Hey, sorry about this." She stated softly as a cloud of gas was sprayed in her face. Before she had a chance to cough, she was out like a light. She was surprised how quickly it worked, but she guessed she would have to trust Amelie's experience a bit more. Hana had to pull the woman off her dashboard so she didn't drool on it. "Good job." Amelie stated over her comms. "You are very capable despite your age."
"Just because I'm young doesn't mean I'm dumb." Amelie laughed softly as Hana flashed the woman a thumbs up. "I was talking about the car." She teased Hana some as the girl groaned. "Cmon! I did a good job right? I got her in a car and everything. You didn't even have to help me lift her."
"Yes yes. You did a fantastic job, better than I could have given the circumstances. It's about an hour's drive to the base. Once you pick up the boss, there is no doubt going to be debaucherous fun to be had. If you want me to, I'll reward you personally for a job well done when the time comes." Hana blushed softly as she set off down the road. "I'll keep that in mind!"
"You do that Cherie. Do that indeed." She smirked as she watched Hana for a bit. "Why isn't Angela congratulating me on my marvelous success?" That one actually caused a laugh to leave from Amelie's lips. A laugh that Hana heard and smiled at. "She had to go dark, the old base has some alarms she didn't account for. They don't work on flesh, but they do intercept outgoing signals. If she had her Id card it wouldn't matter, but a certain someone stole that off her a while back."
"Sombra?"
"Yup."
"Go figure. How are you gonna get out of there with the pod?" Hana asked, having been left out of some of the plans for simplicity's sake. "There's a drone waiting for my signal. I'm the only one who can survive the flight back that high up." Almost being a zombie was quite beneficial at times. The drone in question was barely powerful enough to carry the weight and fly back without needing a charge. However, the lack of an interior meant Amelie would have to cling on to the pod all the way back. "Too cold? Or not enough air."
"Both." Amelie replied. She understood her orders and knew not to disobey, but it didn't mean she was excited for them.
"I've got to ask, what is going to happen to Brigitte?" Amelie paused for a moment, Hana able to hear gentle breathing through the earpiece. "I know that Angela is really trying to make the world better. But is this the right way to do it? What is morally correct in this scenario?"
"Morals don't matter." Amelie replied somewhat coldly. "Overwatch had morals. When they finally were able to do some good, the world turned their backs. So, I say it's time for a push the world can't ignore. There has to be a wound for something to heal." It sounded cold, but Hana couldn't disagree with what she was saying. She'd risked her own life time and time again, just for a few more weeks of safety until the omnic threat reared its ugly head again.
"Like with you. Korea idolizes you. You are a true hero. That doesn't make what Angela did to you any less horrific. But, when you finally broke and saw what she was doing… she fixed you. Now you are sane again, and a willing participant in all of this. And yet despite your fame and impressive skill, the world does nothing except let you and your partners get hurt." It was hypocritical of society as a whole to allow this.
"They cried for heroes. And when they got some, instead of being content with subverting the law for the greater good the governments shut it down. Even Vivian, someone I thought of as a sister, couldn't see why it was necessary. Even though I killed my husband and did countless evil things, I can see the good in angela. Her methods are detestable, but her goals are noble." Hana couldn't help but tear up a bit thinking about it all.
"She already has power, beauty, wealth beyond words, but she needs more. That's why Brigitte is so important. So, to answer your question… I don't know what Angela will do with her. But whatever the outcome may be, it's for the greater good. I know that to be true."
"I know it is. It just feels wrong. I can't shake the feeling that I'm doing something I shouldn't be. Angela was like a mom to me for many years, someone I looked up to. And now I've come to learn that the Angie I knew was just some sort of cover. It feels so… wrong." Amelie sighed, Hana having proved herself to be more wise than she lets on.
"Talk to her. You've got a lengthy drive ahead of you. She isn't a monster like me, she still feels. She just needs to pretend like she doesn't so she can sleep at night, which she doesn't do much of anymore." Hana nodded to herself, lowering the windows and relaxing a bit as the wind blew her hair back. "Thanks Amy." Amelie smiled, happy she could help someone deal with their problems.
"The train is coming, I must go. If you need more support, I'd be happy to provide it. Just don't go overthinking everything until you get a full idea of exactly what is going on. Okay Cherie?"
"Copy." Hana replied as she turned off the communicator, turning up the volume on the radio and focusing on the drive. She did have a lot to think about, but Widow was right. She was a small part of something much bigger than even overwatch. She just prayed that Angela could help her understand it all.
