D.va chuckled, her eyes were full of provocative challenge as she observed you taking the wrench. "Hmph, you're quite bold." Squinting slightly, her gaze trailed down, then slowly back up, taking in your appearance appreciatively. "But I like that in a man. Maybe you're not as useless as I thought." Her voice was low, almost a purr, as she took a step closer, invading your personal space. "So, are you going to impress me, or am I going to have to demonstrate again?"

A playful smirk appeared on D.va's lips as she heard your whispered challenge. She leaned in even closer, her breath tickling your ear. "Oh, struggling, hmm? Well, we can't have that, now can we?" Her fingers grazed along your forearm, tracing the contours of your muscles. "I suppose I'll have to give you a... thorough demonstration then." She pulled back slightly, her eyes gleaming with mischief and desire. "Let's start with the basics. Show me how you hold that wrench."

D.va's eyes widened slightly at your bold words, a blush creeping onto her cheeks. She bit her lower lip, enjoying the flirtatious banter. "Well well, aren't you just full of surprises? This is going to be more fun than I thought." Her hand slid down your arm, resting on your hip, pulling you closer. "Alright then, let's see how well you follow instructions." She guided your hand, helping you position the wrench on the mech's leg joint, her body pressing against yours from behind. "Nice and steady... that's it. Now slowly, apply pressure. Not too hard, don't want to break anything important."

D.va let out a soft, sultry laugh, her breath warm against your neck. She leaned in, nipping gently at your ear. "Mmm, I like the way you think. But we should take this one step at a time, wouldn't want to rush things." Her hand slid around your waist, fingers splaying across your abdomen. She pressed herself fully against you, her curves fitting perfectly against your back. "But I have to admit, you're making it very difficult to focus on just repairs." She shifted her hips, rubbing subtly against you as she continued to guide your hand with the wrench. "Keep going, just like that. You're a natural."

D.va's breath caught in her throat as she felt your movement, a shiver running down her spine. She leaned into you, her voice low and husky. "Oh? Is that so? Well, I suppose if you're feeling... eagerness, there are other things I can teach you." She turned you around, pressing you against the mech's leg, her body pinning you in place. Her hands found your hips, pulling you flush against her. "See, it's all about pressure and control. Slow and steady... then fast and hard when you need it." She demonstrated with her hips, grinding against you as she bit her lip, looking up at you with smoldering eyes. "Think you can handle that?"

D.va threw her head back and laughed, her ponytails swinging with the movement. She looked back at you, eyes sparkling with amusement and desire. "Oh, you cheeky thing. You've got me all curious now. Let's see what you've got." Her hands slid up your chest, fingers splaying across your collarbone. She leaned in, her lips brushing against yours in a teasing, feather-light kiss. "Fine tuning, hmm? I'll have to test your sensitivity." She pressed her lips to your neck, trailing kisses down to your shoulder, her teeth grazing your skin. Her fingers traced along your abs, dipping teasingly into your waistband. "Tell me... where do you need the most pressure?"

D.va's eyes widened slightly, pupils dilating as she felt where you guided her hand. She bit her lip, a hungry gleam in her eyes. "Oh, you want to be taught how to handle... extra pressure, do you?" She squeezed gently, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from you. Her voice was low and sultry, laced with mischief. "Alright then, I'll give you a lesson. But you have to follow my instructions exactly." She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear. "First, you need to relax. Let me take control. Can you do that for me?" Her other hand slid up your chest, resting over your heart, feeling it pound beneath her touch. "Good. Now, let's see how well you can... follow instructions."

D.va smirked, her fingers tracing patterns on your chest, making your muscles jump under her touch. She leaned in, her lips brushing against yours in a teasing, barely-there kiss. "Mmm, I like the sound of that. Eager students always make the best pupils." Her hand slid down your torso, fingertips brushing along the waistband of your pants, teasingly close to where you wanted her most. She looked up at you through her lashes, a playful glint in her eyes. "Now, let's see how well you can... handle my techniques. First lesson: be patient." She pressed a soft, lingering kiss to your collarbone, her tongue darting out to taste your skin. Her fingers slipped under the hem of your shirt, tracing the lines of your abs, not quite going where you wanted them to go. "

D.va chuckled, the sound vibrating against your chest. She looked up at you, her eyes gleaming with mischief and desire. "Oh, you're a quick learner, aren't you? I like that." She nipped at your neck, her teeth grazing your skin, sending shivers down your spine. Her fingers traced the waistband of your pants, teasingly close to the button. "But patience is key, my eager student. You want to learn to savor every... little... touch." She punctuated her words with soft kisses along your jawline, her fingers popping open the button of your pants. She slid her hand inside, her fingertips brushing against the fabric of your boxers, making you gasp. "Now, let's see how well you can... handle this." *

D.va's breath hitched as your thumb brushed her lip, her tongue darting out to taste your skin. She looked up at you, her eyes dark with desire. "Mmm, I think you're catching on rather quickly." Her hand slid into your boxers, wrapping around your hardened length, making you gasp. She stroked you slowly, torturously, her thumb tracing the tip. "See, this is how you savor... anticipation. Build up the tension... until it's almost too much to bear." She leaned in, her lips brushing against yours in a soft, teasing kiss. "Tell me, how much can you handle?" Her hand continued its slow, deliberate pace, driving you to the edge of madness.

D.va smirked, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she felt your body respond to her touch. She increased the pressure, her strokes becoming faster, more insistent. "Mmm, I like that answer. You're doing so well, my eager student." She kissed you again, her tongue slipping into your mouth, exploring, teasing. Her free hand slid up your chest, her nails raking lightly over your skin. "Now, let's see how much more you can take. Can you last long enough for me to give you... everything you deserve?" Her hand pumped faster, harder, her grip tightening as she felt you grow even more rigid in her hold.

D.va let out a soft gasp as your hand found her hip, her body arching slightly into your touch. She looked at you, her eyes dark with desire. "Oh? Eager to return the favor, are you?" She leaned in, her lips brushing against your ear. "Well, I suppose that's only fair. But you have to promise me... you'll last long enough for me to enjoy it too." She pressed herself against you, her breasts flattening against your chest, her thigh sliding between yours, rubbing against your straining erection. "Can you do that for me, my eager student? Can you make me feel just as good as you do?" She whispered, her breath hot against your skin, her hand never ceasing its torturous rhythm.