Patreon Compilation – Fic#70 – Hana/R76; Hana/Brigitte – batch cont; subby R76; femdom – Dummies

Continuation of this batch fic (AO3 link)

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Brigitte had asked with a lot of thinking smileys whether it would be possible to play right in the middle of base. The question had gotten Hana hotter and more bothered than she liked to admit. She’d been lying on her bed, staring at her phone, trying to make her brain move past the imagery of Brigitte wanting others to see how the two of them would play with pets.

A minute later, there’s another message appearing: ‘I mean… would they go along with it?’

Hana exhales noisily. Belly done up in tight knots and pussy already getting slick. She wishes Jack was there to stuff his head beneath her skirt and eat her juicy snatch out until she comes squirting and leaves his face a mess.

‘They would if I ordered them, but they’d be more bratty. I think we should go something more private the first few times.’

‘Gotcha!’ There is a slew of smileys behind that, and Hana stupidly fixates on all the hearts and kissy ones. Do they mean anything? Are they directed at her or at the boys? Or at the situation in general? God this is so confusing!

They agree to have their coffee date in Hana’s rooms because there are the most toys.

‘Do I have to wear anything specific??? This is so exciting!!’

Brigitte’s little texts are peppered throughout the week that they decide to wait just to get the boys more wet and wanting for it. It is a special kind of torture for Hana as well. Brigitte’s curious texts hit her like a truck wherever she reads them, and she is absolutely 100% sure that she’s walked through base with a wet spot forming on her jumpsuit twice.

‘Just whatever you’re comfy with! If you want to use them, stuff for easy access would be nice but just go with what you wanna!’

Small sentences take Hana almost an hour to slave over until she feels like they sound like a normal human being has written them instead of a young and very horny woman. She really wants Brigitte naked and sweating, and maybe out of it enough that Hana can ask her if she wants to kiss without it being too weird.

‘Would they let me use them????’

‘Of course! They’re whores’

‘Oh wow’

Hana has them leashed like dogs when Brigitte comes. Their collars are connected by a chain that is just short enough to make them uncomfortable and squirmy as their tits and arms keep brushing against each other where they are sitting on the floor.

Brigitte is laden with utensils, and Hana runs to carefully take the tray of cake out of her arms. It makes her feel all warm and bubbly inside that Brigitte has meant it quite literally that she wanted to have coffee and cake with her.

God, she’s so cute!

“Ohhhhh! What’s that?! That looks so cute!” is the first thing Brigitte exclaims when she sees the boys on the floor. She is eying the chains that keep them together; one going from Soldier’s arm to Gabriel’s ankle just to inconvenience them further and make them have to arrange themselves into awkward positions.

“May I?” she asks, half reaching out towards one glittering chain, and Hana nods mutely, eyes on Brigitte’s naked biceps. While the engineer is checking the quality of the chains, Hana is quietly staring at the quality of her muscles that are right there and out in the open.

Brigitte has forgone her overall and instead is wearing a tanktop and some shorts that are tight around her muscular thighs when she squats like she is doing now. Hana’s face is flaming red.

“They are so quiet,” Brigitte says softly when she has inspected the chains to her heart’s content. She watches the men up close who are, in turn, watching her and trying to be subtle about staring at her tits.

“They are not allowed to speak unless they want to stop playing,” Hana explains, frowning at Jack until he realizes he’s been caught ogling and quickly snaps his eyes to her’s. She can’t fault them, though; Brigitte’s tits are big and luscious… especially compared to Hana’s own.

Brigitte makes a sound of understanding. Hana doesn’t know whether she isn’t picking up on the energy in the room – namely, everybody being hot and horny for her – or whether she is choosing to ignore it.

She places a thermos of coffee on Hana’s little table and smiles at her wide and utterly disarming.

“This is so weird! Gabriel was literally ramming me into the ground earlier in the training rooms and now he’s just sitting there and letting me stare at his dick.”

“He’ll let you do a lot more than that… It’s really good to get back at them. I think they are nasty on purpose just so I will punish them later…”

“Oh wow that’s hot… uhm…” Brigitte pulls a few long strands of hair over her shoulder to slowly curl it around her finger. “Can we uh… start playing?”

God, yes… I want to play with you so badly.

Hana smiles at her in what she hopes is an innocent expression.

“Sure!”

The boys are flushed and eager. They love being embarrassed and nervous, and their cocks stand at attention long before Hana and Brigitte sit down to eat a bit of cake and talk about what they want to be doing.

“I just want to watch you at first,” Brigitte says with a smile that is thoroughly distracting for Hana. “But I’d really… uh I had been thinking about how they’d look… you know…” Her cheeks are flushed an eager, fetching red that makes Hana rub her thighs together. She’s never seen Brigitte shy before. It is so cute!

“Yeah? Don’t worry, nothing’ll leave this room,” she assures eagerly, leaning in until she can smell the soap Brigitte had used in her shower earlier. She is used to feeling dwarfed by playmates, but next to Brigitte it feels all new and special.

She’s staring at Brigitte’s arms up close, fantasizing about her lifting her with them, and completely misses how Brigitte’s shy expression melts into a little smirk.

“Can you fuck them? Like with a strap-on?”

Hana can. Hana can and Hana does.

There is a fluttery moment of nerves before she gets naked in front of Brigitte, but she just smiles at Hana all sweet and undisturbed, and that makes it a bit better. The boys move obediently after she opens the chain binding Jack’s wrist to Gabriel’s ankle, and they present to the girls even though Jack’s flush is making his whole body pink. Gabriel looks similarly embarrassed but he’s the first to reach back and spread his cheeks upon Hana’s command.

Their big fat cocks are drooling onto the floor, gently swinging from every little motion and completely ignored by both young women.

“Do they like it when you fuck them?” Brigitte asks curiously as Hana shuffles behind Jack first. She’s got a cute cock on her harness; one that matches her body and won’t pose any issue for her boys. Brigitte stands slowly and comes closer to have a better look of Hana slapping Jack’s hip and telling him to lower his ass some, which he does with an eagerness that makes Brigitte smirk.

“They hate it,” Hana says helpfully with a big smile on her face. She turns her torso slightly towards Brigitte to better look at her as they talk, her hips pumping like an afterthought after Jack had hunched down to obediently make himself more available for it.

He is grunting softly as Hana fucks him. Brigitte slowly makes her way around the three, watching the faces of the two Overwatch leaders. There are sweat pearls starting to bead at Jack’s receding hairline. Gabriel looks very jealous.

And Hana… Hana looks cute fucking them; so petite, her little pointy tits jiggling as she moves… Brigitte smiles at her as she makes her way around them again until she is next to the kneeling girl. She puts her hand between Hana’s shoulder blades and watches in excited amusement how goosebumps break out all over her body.

Hana’s fat little nipples become hard points.

“Gabriel is feeling left out,” Brigitte gently reminds her. Hana, in her eagerness to please Brigitte, nods and immediately reaches over, little fingers gently tickling Gabriel’s little hole.

How sweet all of them are. So eager to obey… Even the mistress who has trained her boys so well.

Brigitte slowly crouches down behind Hana and hooks her chin over her shoulder so she can whisper right into her ear.

“Hey Hana? I’ve been wondering…”

Hana makes a high pitched little squeak, her goosebumps becoming ridiculously pronounced.

“...You like making your boys suffer and not allowing them to come, but… would you like the same, maybe?”

She gently reaches between Hana’s thighs from behind, two fingers easily sliding into her little snatch as she realizes just how slick she has become just in a few minutes.

Hana squeaks again, fingernails digging into Jack’s hips until he grunts again.

Brigitte gently fucks her on her two fingers, dragging the pads against Hana’s squishy walls.

“I’d really like to play with you all,” Brigitte whispers into Hana’s ear, very honest and gentle. Her heart is beating a mile a minute in her chest. She’s pretty sure Hana will agree – her signals have been loud and clear – but there is still this last bit of uncertainty.

“Yes! Yes, please!” Hana whines, her little hips jerking between fucking her boy and fucking herself on Brigitte’s fingers.

Brigitte’s face breaks out into a huge, happy smile.

“Great!”