The lust hits her fullfront.

The lust hits her fullfront.

Tracer heavily breathed in as the full power of the modifications hit her in one moment. A moan escaped her, the very rubbing of her clothes on her ultra-sensitive skin teasing her with every breath. “Please leave.” Tracer begged, she rubbed her legs together as continued moans left her. Neither of them seemed interested in leaving. Reaper started maintaining one of his guns and Widowmaker looked at her for a split second before continuing her Yoga.

The look of the blue assassin posing didn’t help Tracer’s condition at all and she broke down, sobbing. “Please go, I need to.” Tracer blinked a few times as she started touching herself through her clothing. She knew that without Athenas help she wouldn’t be able to get off again. “I need to tell Athena to help me, please leave, please I can’t live with anybody watching me.”

Widowmaker stopped in her current pose. Her butt sticking out again, almost taunting Tracer. The brunette continued to beg them to leave as she touched herself, but their continued silence made one thing clear. They were going to watch whatever happened next.

“Fine then, you win, watch me disgrace myself.” Tracer said, “Athena can you help me again?” she asked. No answer. “Dumb girl.” Widowmaker poured. “We have deactivated her.”

Of course they had, just like Reaper did last time, but how was she supposed to get off then, no one was here to help here, no one could….

No one but the two of them.