Tracer and Emily (overwatch Fanfic)

Tracer and Emily -- Together in London. Part 1!

The alarm clock blinked: 7:47 AM.

The sounds of light snoring could be heard around the room. The smell of recently washed linen filled the air. Emily was just waking up when she felt someone move beneath her arm.

Lena was sleeping in Emily's armpit. She looked down at her little love with fairy dust on her eyelashes and scoffed. Emily felt warm, comfortable and in love as she studied Lena. The sun was coming in through the blinds. Big Ben chimed across the tower bridge, just over the lane from their London apartment. And already feeling a little naughty, Emily slowly slid her hand into the covers to feel over Lena's midriff.

''Wakey-wakey Special Agent Tracer.'' Emily said to Lena's brow. Her lips brushed her lover's hairline. Lena gave a low murmur; her bow-shaped lips letting out a curious little gasp as Emily ran her fingers against the outside of her boyish panties.

''Mmm...?'' Lena let out in her sleep. The noise was so high-pitched that Emily couldn't help but smile.

This was their morning ritual. Lena would fall asleep in Emily's arms after a night of T.V. and working out together. They'd do yoga, then play video games, then maybe finish with some light reading before bed. Lena would always fall asleep in a thin cotton vest and some boyish panties, but Emily would always put on knee-length socks and lingerie to bed. Even now she wore delicate black lace that hugged her full hips as she slid down the bed covers to give Lena something to fuss about.

''Cold...'' Lena said in her sleep, sliding further into Emily. Her face came to rest between Emily's breasts. Emily ran her fingers along her lovers hips and gave Lena's bum a squeeze. Immediately, Lena's mouth shaped into a soft round, ''o.''

''I'm just waking up...?'' Lena complained nervously, her cheeks glowing red. But she stirred as Emily felt her bum. It was so soft and squishy. Peachy from days spent resting now that Overwatch was done with. Emily kept kneading it as she sat up in the pillows, pushing her hands down over that bum like she was a kitten and had paws.

''Emily...'' Lena complained, stuffing her face into the pillow. But that didn't stop her grumbling a moan as her bum was kneaded. Her cheeks were mushing together. Mushing together around the boyish outline of the bulge between her legs. She had a nice cute cameltoe today. And Emily bit her lip as she squeezed around it.

''Uhm...'' Lena said, lifting her head out of the pillow with a sweltering expression. Her eyes were hazy. She was barely even awake.

''Want me to make you some tea?'' Emily guessed.

''W-What...?'' Lena said, barely able to function with her butt being kneaded like that.

''You seem all heated up. Like I could boil the kettle on your head.'' Emily explained.

''S-Shut up. It's t-too early for that t-talk.'' Lena replied, but she could not help but remain in that position as Emily kept kneading her butt. And letting out a little pant, she shoved her face back down into the pillow.

Emily laughed. Lena might've been a special agent capable of taking out the baddest dudes on Earth, but she was a little bit of a prude when it came to sex. She never ever let Emily penetrate her. She never ever let her even put her tongue too deep. She just liked to be lightly touched, lightly touched until an orgasm would come on all of its own. So shifting on top of her, Emily lay on Lena's back as her partner let out a muffled grunt.

''You think so?'' Emily murmured to Lena's backhead. And Lena seemed to pout in the pillows, pushing up her bum.

''Mmm...'' Emily said, sliding her hands up and down Lena's warm thighs at the back. The cutest, most pouty image of her bum was now sticking out between the back of Emily's legs. She was looking over her shoulder and down at it. Her own knee socks were trapping Lena's ankles. Her dark lace panties were resting on Lena's hips, along with the swell of her slightly-larger bum. But the perfectly round image of Lena's rump was sticking out now in the boyish underwear, as well as the teeniest little dark spot right in the middle of Lena's underwear.

Coming down, Emily whispered to ''Tracer's'' ear: ''Special Agent..... Should I put my mouth on it?''

Lena stiffened. But Emily saw her nod and knew she was just being shy. Grinning, Emily then bit her lip as she slid down her lover's body to slip in-between her legs....

Lena lay in the pillows, totally awash with morning arousal. She had never felt so turned on. One minute she'd been sleeping, then Emily had been by her ear, touching her tummy, feeling her thighs; and now she was going to put her tongue on her. Lifting her head innocently out of the pillow, she let her pink tongue peep past her lips as she sighed. Emily was always waking her up like this, but it had never been this much of a come-on. This felt different. Almost like... she wanted something.

Emily came down and slowly pressed her nose to Lena's butt. Her lover's sweet, honeyed, dusky, spiced smells filled her nose as she let out a quick groan. Her eyebrows knitted together. Lena smelled so good. And slowly kneading her lip with her teeth, Emily began to feel and shape those hips to move Lena closer to her mouth. She had to make it good. Emily thought. She needed to ask Lena something. And she knew it would come as a surprise, so she'd be smart to soften her up first....

''Oh!'' Lena let out a cry, the sound filling the apartment. The alarm clock suddenly rung three times, vibrating along the counter. And gasping as she felt Emily's mouth press to her sex, Lena quickly reached across to slam her hand down on the sleeper button. The thick, warm feeling of Emily's tongue running against the damp cotton of her panties made Lena's head spin. And she clutched the alarm clock in her hands as she lay there with her chin rested across it, dewy eyes peering across the room and towards the mirror. In the glass, she could see Emily's red hair ducking and weaving as she began to move her head around. It felt so good...

Emily grinned as Lena started to spread her knees, revealing more of her wetness. And sliding onto her back, Emily hung her head under Lena's thighs as she lapped cutely at the underside of Lena's panties. Lena groaned each time that tongue touched her sex. Through the fabric and inside it. The band of her boyish panties had fallen slightly, revealing the peachiness of her bare ass and the thickness of the tummy-wrinkles that led into her inner-thighs. Lena could still be felt clutching the alarm clock as it started to vibrate yet again, sending ripples through her whole body that Emily even felt in her tongue. And laughing happily, Emily reached up, took Lena's thighs, and suddenly pushed her tongue hard to Lena's clit as she pulled the panties straight down to her knees.

''FUDGING SMUDGE-RUCKER!'' Lena let out, flinging the alarm clock across the room. It bounced over the rug as Lena bit down on the pillow, ripping a chunk out of the linen with her teeth.

Emily burst into laughter. Lena's clit was shining above her. Her lover's thighs were shivering like crazy. And the panties were strung between Lena's legs. Her body was obviously heated as her tummy ached with fit rows of abdominals that couldn't stop shifting beneath her skin. And turning her head back to her embarrassedly, Lena gave her the shiftiest little look. And Emily pouted back at her. She knew she was embarrassed.

''You're going to cum...?'' Emily guessed.

And slowly, poutily, Lena nodded her head. She hugged the pillow harder to her vest, revealing the slopes of her breasts. They were only small. And her cheeks puffed up as she held her breath.

''Okay.... I'll go slow.'' Emily promised. And gently, she began to spread Lena's cheeks again.

Lena leaned further into the pillow, getting ready. She felt heat pouring through her body all the way down to her thighs. It was almost too much pressure for her, but she held on because 1. She liked it. And 2. Because she knew Emily liked it. But 3. It was so heady and lewd it made her feel guilty at the same time. Yet she shouldn't feel guilty, should she? This is her apartment. She'd saved the world during the Omnic Crisis after jumping around in time. She could enjoy a little R&R... or so she thought. Because what happened next made her brain all scrambled.

With absolute calm, Emily slowly poured her fingers over Lena's inside-legs. The very tips of her nails gently caressed her girlfriend's sex. And then, nudging with a finger, she inserted the very end of her digit into Lena's pussy.

Lena's eyebrows came inwards as she stared at the spray of her and Emily from last Christmas. Emily was wearing the green scarf she'd mistakenly given her by accident. And staring at that image, she started to cum. She'd never felt a finger inside her. It felt good but simultaneously made her feel very tense. And as she closed her eyes and hinged her jaw upwards, she told herself that Emily would never take things too far, so she tried to relax. And feeling that finger poke, and the rest of Emily's hand stroke; and her girlfriend's tongue slowly begin to run around the shape of her sex in figures of eight, Lena let out a low moan that turned into a loud cry. And soon, she was moaning so hard her breasts began to bounce on her chest as she arched on the bed. She felt it all. Every little lick, suck and finger. Her body crumbled, defences lowered, and she soon began to spasm. And jiggering on the bed, Lena came hard into her girlfriend's mouth.

''Aaah...! AAH...! HUMNFH...!'' Lena groaned, slapping her hands to her face in embarrassment. She was so humiliating! She quickly came down and hid in the pillow as her legs and hips shook, her peachy butt tightening up behind her as her sex clenched around the intrusive finger. She stuck out her tongue as she lay across the pillow, her face blushing heavily. And she stared at the plaster on the wall.

''Mm... mm-hm.'' Emily said coyly, getting up whilst running a finger over her lips. She was blushing too. Her red lips were glistening and her freckles showed beneath a heavily-dilated, curious pair of eyes. And slowly biting her lip again, she felt around Lena's hips as a last thank you as she then began to climb up the bed to share the space with her partner. She found Lena there, peeking through her fingers at her, still gasping. And grinning, Emily pulled her wrists apart to get a good look at her face as she said: ''I have something to ask you....''

''Yeah...?'' Lena murmured. She let Emily in, wanting love, wanting hugs. And she came and cuddled between Emily's breasts as she tugged the quilt over her to hide her embarrassment.

''You know that guy at the office has been bothering me. And he's really cute. I want him to come for tea sometime.'' Emily spoke to the bundle in the quilt.

A loud moan left the quilt, and Emily felt Lena shake her head.

''Pleaseeeeeee?'' Emily said. ''Please, please, pleaaaaaaseeeeee?''

Another loud moan, but this time softer. And Emily sensed Lena was considering it.

''He won't do anything to you unless you ask him. And I'll take you shopping. We can get some sexy lingerie and surprise him when he comes over?'' Emily snickered as she pounced on the bed bundle underneath her.

''Fine!'' Lena screamed with a fit of giggles as Emily began to tickle her. ''Just don't... tickle.... me?!'' She screamed, kicking and fighting. And with a feat of laughter, Emily threw the covers away and pinned down her semi-naked girlfriend. And blushing, Lena looked up at Emily curiously as she straddled her lap. And then, coming down, Emily suddenly kissed Lena; and Lena melted into the kiss, sighing breathily as she kissed her back. And soon, they were smushing their lips together as they lightly wrestled in the bed, Lena growling, Emily snickering, the two of them totally, blissfully in love....

''He won't like... try and poke me with his thing will he?'' Lena suddenly whispered.

And throwing back her head, Emily burst into laughter. And slapping Lena with a pillow, she quickly took the opportunity to climb on top of her girlfriend and act like a big boy, getting Lena down in the doggy-style position beneath her with her boyish butt up in the air.

''He might.'' Emily said teasingly to Lena's ear. And when she looked, Lena was staring all goo-goo eyed at the pillow in front of her with the deepest, darkest blush.