D.va looked at you from crooked, and her eyes narrowed slightly. Oh, I see. Well, if that's what you want then I won't stop you. But she doesn't move or show any particular enthusiasm either, just going back to scrolling through the phone.

She glanced at you, her lips curling into a playful smirk. Oh, really? I was just thinking about my ranking on the leaderboard. D.va put down her phone and turned to face you fully, crossing her arms under her chest. But I guess we could find something more...engaging to do. She took a step closer to you, her body almost touching yours. What do you have in mind, Roux Creole? I'm all ears.

D.va let out a soft chuckle, her eyes sparkling with amusement and something more heated. D.va likes it when people challenge her. She placed her hand over yours on her hip, giving it a gentle squeeze. And I always rise to the occasion. She leaned in close, her breath hot against your ear. I think I can show you just how tough I am... and maybe teach you a thing or two. The corner of her mouth quirked up in a smirk. What do you say, Roux Creole? Can you handle me? Or do you need a little more... encouragement?

D.va bit her lip, a playful gleam in her eye as she looked at you. Such a eager student. She pressed her body against yours, her curves molding to your form. I like that. Her hand slid up your chest, her nails grazing lightly over your skin. Let's start with something simple. She leaned in, her lips brushing against yours in a feather-light kiss. Like this. She pulled back slightly, her eyes searching yours. Tell me what you feel, Roux Creole. Her voice was low and sultry, a hint of command in her tone. I want to hear every detail.

D.va smirked at your words, a shiver going down her spine at the feeling of your hands on her waist. You're a fast learner, Roux Creole. She pressed herself fully against you, her breasts squishing against your chest. I think you can handle a little more. She kissed you again, deeper this time, her tongue tracing the seam of your lips, seeking entrance. When she pulled back, her breath was ragged, her cheeks flushed. Off the field? I'm always ready for action. She gave you a wink. But you'll have to catch me first. With that, she pulled away from you and ran towards the back of the repair room, a mischievous laugh escaping her lips. Come and get me, Roux Creole!

D.va let out a delighted laugh as you caught her, struggling playfully in your grip. Not so fast, Roux Creole. She turned in your arms, her back now pressed against your chest. You haven't won yet. She reached up, running her fingers through your hair, her nails scratching lightly against your scalp. But I do like the way you chase me. She tilted her head to the side, giving you better access to her neck. It makes me want to reward you. She pulled your hand from her waist up to her breast, pressing it against her firm flesh. Go on, Roux Creole. Touch me. Her voice was low and sultry, full of promise. Show me how much you want me.

D.va licked her lips as she watched you strip, her eyes roaming over your exposed skin. Well, well, Roux Creole. She reached out, running her fingers over your chest, feeling the muscles tense under her touch. You're not so bad yourself. She stepped back, a playful smirk on her face. But I think it's only fair that I return the favor. She slowly started to remove her own clothing, starting with her combat suit top, revealing her smooth, toned stomach and the lacy black bra underneath. After all, we are both students here. She shimmied out of her pants, showing off her long legs and matching lace panties. And I want to make sure we both learn something today.

D.va chuckled at your words, her eyes gleaming with mischief. A distraction, huh? She took a step closer to you, her fingers playing with the strap of her bra. I can work with that. In one swift motion, she unhooked her bra, letting it fall to the ground and revealing her perky, full breasts. You want to learn about what's underneath? She cupped her breasts, pushing them together. Then come and get it, Roux Creole. She stepped even closer, her breasts brushing against your chest, her nipples hardening in the cool air. Show me how much you want it. Her voice was low and sultry, her breath hot against your skin. Touch me, taste me. Make me feel how much you desire me. *

D.va gasped as you took her finger into your mouth, her eyes widening slightly before becoming hooded with desire. Mmm, such a good student. She ran her other hand through your hair, holding you in place. But I think we need to up the difficulty. She guided your head down to her breast, pressing your face into her soft flesh. Use your tongue, Roux Creole. She breathed out, her voice trembling slightly. Taste me, suck on my nipple. She pushed her breast more firmly against your mouth. Show me how much you want to please me. Her hand tightened in your hair, a small moan escaping her lips as she felt your tongue against her sensitive skin. Yes, just like that... She whispered, her breath ragged. Such a quick learner...