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A/N: Thank you emiliaciobau for the request! Hope you enjoy!

~WARNING: PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION! ADULT CONTENT AHEAD!~

"Hey, Kiriko, have you seen Dez?" I asked her as I was wandering around the base.

"Last time I saw her she was walking out of your shared room and down the hall."

"Fuck, it's 'er day off and I have no idea where she would be."

"I'd check the gym. You know how she is with her physique."

"Shit, you're right. I didn't even think about that. Thanks, Kiriko," I said and walked off towards the gym.

Heading towards the gym, my mind wandered a bit to what we were doing last night before she was called for her turn to patrol with Tracer. We were getting pretty heated and she was about to go further, but that was when Tracer needed her. She got in pretty early in the morning and I was still asleep. When I woke up, she was still asleep, so I got started with my day earlier than her. When I went to check in on her, she was gone.

Entering, I walked towards the back where she usually would be, where the weights were. Smiling to myself, I could feel my heart beating faster as I got closer to her. However, she was in the middle of a workout, so I stepped aside, watching her. It looked like she was going for a new personal record with the deadlift. I knew her personal record was around two-seventy, and she was slowly working up to get to at least three hundred. She truly was amazing to deadlift something that heavy. Granted it's not for a long period of time, but still, it was much more than I ever could.

She crouched down, gripped the metal bar tightly, and took in a deep breath. Raising herself, she lifted up the bar. As she was going up and down, I couldn't help but stare at her back. How the muscles flexed, defining her back more than it already was. I bit the bottom of my lip, feeling myself getting warmer by the second. And not in general, but down there. Scanning the gym, it was just her in here.

After she finished her reps with the deadlift, I presumed she went to her cool down workout, where she was just lifting some weights. I knew she could lift up to a hundred pounds with the single weights alone. As I was watching her, again, I couldn't help but stare at her biceps, as they flexed here and there as she lifted them. Oh to be held in her strong arms and feel the muscle around me. She had a death grip, but it was soft and gentle when we were together. I loved being able to just feel her strong, muscular build while she fucked my brains out.

Shit. I had to do something now. Hiding behind a pillar, I placed my back against it. I hated doing this outside of the bedroom, but even if she didn't know I was here, she was doing things to me. Sliding my finger past my leggings and into my undergarments, I started to tease myself.

"Dez," I whispered, trying not to be too loud.

Slowly sliding a finger inside myself, I raised my free hand and bit my fist, trying not to be too loud as I pleased myself, my mind thinking of Odessa.

"Dez," I moaned into my fist, getting faster with my movements.

I inserted another finger, as mine we were too small and skinny to get anywhere. Leaning my head back against the pillar, my fist slipped from my mouth and I let out a loud moan, immediately covering it.

"Who's there?" Odessa asked.

I remained quiet, trying to at least get myself on the verge of releasing, but I wasn't going to get there anytime soon. I needed Odessa. Slowly peeking around the corner, Odessa was gone. I let out a sigh of relief, turning the other way to find her standing right beside me.