Ah—that's—fuck, DVa—

[ she groans as the tentacle enters her, bracing herself harder against the wall—all the while tugging to try and free her other hand to try and at least be able to maneuver DVa a little more.

regardless, she hitches the other woman up a little bit so she can bend her head to meet her lips while she works her fingers up further into her folds, trying to give her some relief. ]