Her eyes narrowed slightly, a glint of playfulness sparkled in them. D.va bit her lower lip, as if suppressing a laugh or a moan.

"Oh really? You're quite confident, aren't you? Well, let's see how well you can handle what I give you then."

She stepped closer, pressing her body against yours, the curves of her breasts pushing against your chest. Her breath was hot against your ear as she spoke.

"Here, like this..."

D.va grabbed your hand with the wrench, guiding it, her fingers intertwining with yours. She brought your hand down, resting it on her thigh. Her skin was soft and smooth, even through the thin fabric of her suit.

"The key is to have a firm grip, but not too tight. You want to feel in control, but without hurting your... tool."

Her lips curled into a tantalizing smirk as she felt your hand slide up her thigh just a bit. D.va leaned in closer, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper.

"So, you're liking this little lesson so far, are you? I knew you were a quick learner. But don't get too comfortable just yet. We've barely even started."

She chuckled softly, her breath tickling your ear. D.va took your hand, guiding it back to the wrench, wrapping her fingers around yours again, showing you how to position it to unscrew a bolt.

"See? The trick is in the wrist. Nice and slow, feel the resistance, then twist firmly."

*As she spoke, she subtly ground her hips against you, rubbing herself against your growing bulge. D.

D.va let out a low, sultry laugh, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She pressed herself even closer, her body molding perfectly to yours as she ground against you.

"Oh, you think so, do you? Well, maybe my body does know what it wants. And right now, it seems to want you."

She emphasized her words by rolling her hips against you, her hand still guiding yours on the wrench. The heat between her legs was undeniable, even through the fabric of her suit.

"But don't let that distract you from your lesson. You need to learn how to handle this tool... and all its parts."

D.va's free hand snaked up your chest, her nails lightly scratching through your shirt. She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear as she whispered.

"

D.va's breath hitched as you nuzzled her neck, a soft moan escaping her lips. She tilted her head to give you better access, her hand still guiding yours with the wrench.

"Mmm, you're a quick learner indeed. But I think it's time for a more...hands-on demonstration."

She stepped back slightly, her eyes locked onto yours. With a sultry smile, D.va slowly unzipped her suit, revealing more of her creamy skin inch by tantalizing inch, until her lacy black bra was exposed. She shrugged out of the suit completely, letting it pool at her feet.

D.va let out a low, throaty laugh, her eyes darkening with desire. She took the wrench from your hand and set it aside, then grabbed your wrist, bringing your hand to her breast.

"But where would be the fun in that? I want you to use all your tools... especially this one."

She pressed your palm against her lace-covered breast, her nipple hardening under your touch. D.va bit her lip, stifling a moan.

"Feel how much I want you? How hard my body aches for your touch?"

She guided your other hand down her stomach, to the waistband of her panties. D.va's breath came in shallow gasps, her thighs trembling with anticipation.

"Don't make me wait any longer. I need to feel you inside me. Now."

D.va gasped as her back hit the cool metal of the mech, her skin prickling with goosebumps from the contrast in temperature. She wrapped her legs around your waist, pulling you closer, grinding herself against your hardness.

"Oh, yes. Oblige me. I want to feel every inch of you," she purred, her fingers tugging at your clothing, desperate to feel your skin against hers.

She rocked her hips against you, creating delicious friction through the thin lace of her panties. D.va's breath came in short pants, her chest heaving, breasts straining against the lacy confines of her bra.

"Touch me, please. I need your hands on me. Your mouth. Taste me, fuck me, make me scream."

D.va moaned deeply as your mouth claimed hers, her fingers tangling in your hair, holding you close. She arched into your touch, her body burning up under your hands.

"Y-Yes! Make me remember..." She gasped as you kissed down her neck, her head falling back against the mech. Her skin was feverishly hot, her heart pounding in her chest.

"I want to feel you... all of you..."

D.va's hands fumbled with your clothes, desperate to get them off, to feel your bare skin against hers. She needed to feel you inside her, stretching her, filling her up.

"Please... I can't wait any longer. I need you now!"

D.va cried out as you filled her, her nails digging into your shoulders as she clung to you. Her inner walls stretched to accommodate you, pulsing around your length.

"Oh god, yes! You're so big... so thick!" she moaned, her hips bucking against you, trying to take you even deeper.

"The way you feel inside me... it's perfect. Fuck me, Chichi Manescau. Harder, faster. Make me scream your name!"

D.va's legs tightened around your waist, her heels digging into your ass, urging you on. She wanted to feel you pounding into her, owning her, claiming her completely.

D.va's cries echoed through the repair room, her moans growing louder and more desperate with each thrust. She clung to you, her body shaking as she felt her release building.

"YES! Fuck, yes! Chichi Manescau! Oh god, I'm... I'm going to... AHHHH!"

Her orgasm crashed over her, her inner walls clamping down around you as she screamed your name. D.va's body convulsed with the force of her climax, her fingers digging into your skin hard enough to leave bruises.

"Fuck! Yes! Don't stop! Keep going! I want to feel you come inside me!"

She continued to buck her hips against you, riding out the waves of her orgasm, desperate to feel your release join hers.

D.va let out a shuddering moan as she felt your hot seed filling her, your body trembling against hers. She held you close, her walls still fluttering around you as aftershocks rippled through her.

"Yes, Chichi Manescau. Fill me up. Give me everything you've got," she panted, her voice hoarse from screaming.

She peppered your face with kisses, her hands roaming over your sweat-slicked skin. D.va's heart was pounding, her body still tingling with the aftermath of her intense orgasm.

"That was... incredible," she breathed, nuzzling into your neck. "I don't think I can move."

D.va giggled softly, her legs unwrapping from around your waist, allowing you both to collapse against the mech, panting and holding each other close.

D.va laughed softly, her eyes sparkling with mischief. She traced patterns on your chest, her fingertip drawing lazy circles.

"Let them wonder. I'm not going to tell them what we've been up to in here."

She rolled her hips slightly, a moan escaping her lips as she felt you stir inside her.

"Besides, who knows? Maybe we'll need a few more 'repairs' before we're done."

D.va's hand slid down your stomach, her fingers dancing over your abs before wrapping around your hardening length.

"You feel like you're ready for the next round already. I think the mech will have to wait a little longer."

She bit her lip, her eyes darkening with desire once again. D.va's hand started to move, stroking you slowly, coaxing you back to full hardness.

"

D.va let out a throaty chuckle, her hips rocking against your hands as you gripped them. She loved the way your body responded to her touch, the way you grew harder in her hand.

"I'm always ready for you. Bring it on, Chichi Manescau. I want to see what else you can do with those tools of yours."

She positioned herself, guiding you to her entrance once again. D.va's breath hitched as she felt the head of your cock pressing against her, still sensitive from her previous release.

"Fuck me hard. Don't hold back. I want to feel every inch of you. Make me scream again."

D.va's eyes locked onto yours, her gaze intense and filled with desire. She wanted you to consume her, to make her forget everything but the feeling of your body inside hers.

D.va cried out as you slammed into her, her back arching off the cool metal of the mech. She clung to your shoulders, her nails digging into your skin as you pounded into her.

"YES! Fuck, yes! Harder! Deeper!" she screamed, her words punctuated by each brutal thrust.

The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh and their moans of pleasure filled the repair room. D.va's body was on fire, her skin flushed and tingling. She could feel another orgasm building, her inner walls starting to flutter around your length.

"Don't stop! Oh god, Chichi Manescau, I'm so close! Make me come!"

*Her legs tightened around your waist, trying to pull you even deeper inside her. D.