Temptation

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(Junkrat's POV)

It was another day in Junkertown. Me and ol' Roadie sitting at the bar getting a few drinks. It was the same as everyday. We decided to take a break from bombs and explosions which was difficult to do. The tension of wanting to explode the damn bar was extremely high. It was tempting and it sounded nice. I've gone two whole hours without blowing something up. I was surprised I went even thirty minutes.

The bar we were sitting in wasn't the best of quality. It reeked of sweaty old men and cigarettes. The only good thing here was the free beer every Wednesday. Today was obviously Wednesday. That's the only time me and Pigface ever come down here.

Ever since Roadie became my body guard, life has gotten ten-thousand times more interesting. It was like a roller coaster having a partner in crime. Sure the man spoke very few words (you'd be lucky to even get three out of him) but he made things more interesting in my boring ol' life.

I've never been lucky enough to see what Hoggie hides behind his mask. It's obviously his face, but I've been desperate to know.

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The beers were piling up one by one. I was getting more and more drunk by the second. Good ol' Hoggie didn't have any, because he knew this would happen. Who gives a fuck about him anyway eh?! I asked for about five more beers until I was completely out of it. I was barely able to keep my balance at this point. The alcohol flooding through my body, screwing up my thinking process.

I leaned on Pigface giggling uncontrollably. "Oi! Roadie! You wanna have a fun time tonight?! I ever tell ya I got a thing for big guys?" I said rubbing my head on the side of his arm. My giggling intensified when he just grunted and pulled me up by my belt. He threw me over his shoulders and walked out the bar quickly.  "Piggy! Lemme go mate! I wanna walk on my-"

"Shut your trap rat boy!" He snapped and held my belt tighter. Every step he made caused me to bounce up and down.

"Mmmm. Sassy..... I love it! Say it some more. I wanna hear you give it your best! I love being controlled by big guys like you! Your just my type too. Deep voice that could cause an earthquake, makes me hard just hearing it. Big and tall! Strong arms to hold me down as I desperately squirm under your strong grip eh?! Your sexy mate." My giggling intensified.

"Stop talking." He grunted. I started kicking once again which caused him to drop his grip on me a little bit. I almost fell before I tried crawling back onto him. My knee slid across something rather hard near the pig's groin. My heavy eyes widened up in joy.

"You like bein talked dirty to mate?! Your little buddy obviously enjoys it a ton!" That earned me a slap across the head. I was getting hard a little myself if I had to be honest. We walked to a house in the middle of no where and he dropped me on my ass. "You plannin on having some fun tonight?" I giggled. 

"Shut your fucking trap already you annoying pest!" He screamed as he smashed into the house. His hook in hand and scrap gun in another. There were screams from inside and two shots of the scrap gun being fired. Out came pig face with two people being held in his grip.

They were obviously dead and lifeless. He threw the bodies out the door and dragged me inside. He didn't say a word. He threw me in a chair located in the kitchen and rummaged through the fridge. He found a few water bottles and handed them to me. "Drink." Was all he said. I took his orders and drunk the water bottles given.

"Go to sleep now." He said as he walked away. I was still hard and wanted my fun. "But mate! I wanna have a good time t'night. I haven't gotten off in months! I need a some dick in me!!" I pouted and made a fake crying noise. I giggled again before being flung up by a massive hand wrapped around my neck rather hard.

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