D.Va Outplayed

Hana was shaking like a leaf, a sheen of sweat coating her forehead. She stood before the hulking form of Roadhog, her suit in ruins, her back half completely bare and the only thing covering her front that pathetic strip of fabric, held up entirely by her own hands. Her legs were turned inward, the knees touching one another so as to better keep what remained of the suit's front in place. Hana dared not move another muscle, lest she shift in the wrong way and the little she still was managing to keep covered slip out. "You seem...nervous, girlie," Roadhog chuckled. "Cat got your tongue?"

Hana shuddered, taking a deep breath. "Y-you! You won't get away with this!"

Roadhog looked around, "Really? Kinda looks like we are. I mean, unless you're gonna let it all hang out and try to stop us in the buff, I wouldn't exactly complain if you did!" He laughed loudly, his enormous belly shaking. "But no," He raised his gun, an enormous boomstick cobbled together from scrap and spare parts. "We're taking the loot we came here for, and you? You're comin' with us."

"What?" Hana asked, her expression baffled. "Why?!"

Roadhog shrugged, "I got orders, we need a hostage to take with us. Someone...credible," He took several thundering steps forward, and Hana made a little noise at his sudden approach, but all he did was reach down and pluck her headset right off her head, crushing it between his meaty paws. "No aces, no tricks, no back-up, just a silly little Sheila with no clothes on, just the way I like it." Even with his signature gas-mask on, she could tell he was leering at her, his height affording him a look at her cleavage as she pressed the suit firmly against her boobies. "D-don't look at me like that!" She warned in a high, thin voice.

"Difficult not to when you look like that, darlin'," He shot back, walking past her and turning his head to get a good view of her rear-end as he went. "Boys!" He called to the three Park Rangers still standing there, "Pick up as much as you can carry and meet us outside, I'll be in the car with Butterbuns here," He went to go past her again, and she suddenly felt a firm, smart hand on her buttocks, she gasped and staggered forward a little in surprise as Roadhog appeared back in front of her, walking forward, "Get moving, girlie!" He growled, "Or there's more where that came from."

Hana was furious, but she suppressed her anger and did as she was bid, hardly in a position for defiance at present. She shuffled forward after him, thighs locked tightly together to keep the fabric in place between her legs. They went upstairs, Hana struggling to maintain the shredded material of her suit as they climbed. When they arrived back in the lobby, Roadhog led her out through a side entrance; she was thankful for that at least, she did not want to be on a busy main street where there would no doubt be emergency services, news cameras and numerous bystanders like this.

Roadhog strode toward a large Humvee parked in the alley, he opened up the trunk, and gestured for her to get in. "There?" She asked, incredulous.

"There. 'Fraid you didn't spring for the expensive seats on this flight, sweet cheeks."

Hana flushed, but, unable to see an alternative, she nodded, turning her back to the trunk and trying her best to wriggle into a resting position inside it without flashing him. When she was squirelled away inside it, he paused for a moment, his hand on the door. "Bloody hell," He remarked, "No better way to feel like a perv than to have a half-naked Korean girl in the trunk of your car."

Hana glared up at him. Then, with another chuckle, he closed the door on her, the daylight being swiftly replaced by darkness. She lay there for what felt like an hour, then, abruptly she heard multiple sets of footsteps rushing toward the car, the click-then-thump of car doors opening and closing, and the sounds of muffled conversation, before someone turned the key in the ignition and the engine came rumbling to life. Hana braced herself for movement as the car lurched forward, and found herself wondering just where she was being taken.