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“And what do you want,” Widowmaker replied without any emotion. “What do I want? Oooh you know me Amélie, i’m such a chismosa, little gossip, I want to tell everyone who will listen,” she fanned out a hand, a bunch of displays popping up in the air, pictures edged with purple, not only of her own allies such as Doomfist and Reaper, but of Tracer's friends and Overwatch operatives, “and there’s a lot of people waiting to listen to me, you know?” “How much does your silence cost.” Sombra pouted some and stood, stepping towards Widowmaker, “You aren’t as fun as I hoped you’d be, I was hoping for some begging, some pleading, but I guess that isn’t really you, is it?” She looked up into Widowmaker's amber gaze, letting the taller woman explore her own, purple eyes. Sombra lifted up a hand and rested it on Widowmaker's face, feeling the woman's unnatural coolness under her palm, “I haven’t quite decided what my price will be…” She Oral Sex spoke softly, caressing her warm hand over Widowmaker's cool skin, tilting her head slightly in curiosity as she slowly tits ran a fingertip over the stoic Widowmaker's lips. The two maintained eye contact as Sombra pressed her finger between Widowmaker's lips, her teeth unclenching as the girl pressed her slender finger deeper into her mouth, resting it on her tongue. “But I’ll let you know when I reach a decision…” Sombra smirked, holding her finger for a moment longer between the woman's lips, silently showing her new assumed dominance before, with a chuckle, she vanished, recalling back to wherever she had left her Translocator. Widowmaker let out a sigh and relaxed, sitting herself down on the edge of her bed, clasping her hands together and glancing around herself, at nothing in particular, “. ..Merde…” It was about an hour later when Lena, using the key Amélie had given her, let herself into the apartment. She glanced around the dark entrance way and pursed her lips, “Amélie? Amélie are you back yet love?” Quietly she closed the door behind her and hung up her coat, placing her backpack, containing her jumpsuit and Chronal Accelerator, down beneath it as she stepped forward, wondering how it could’ve been that boobs she had beaten Amélie back, wondering if their mission had had another step that Overwatch had been entirely unaware of. With a soft hum she started to walk through to the apartment’s main room, thinking she could at least warm the place up a bit before Amélie arrived but, as she stepped into the room she hesitated, feeling an icy chill flood her veins for a split second. In the dark room sat in the windowsill, silhouetted in the night light and looking out over the still city was an enemy, a foe. Before thought could make itself known Lena felt her hand do a familiar flick, her fingers closing over where an unsheathed pulse asian pistol would’ve been, had she been suited up. She blinked, her brain eventually catching up with her fingers, Hairy though Amélie was her love, it still took time not to recognise Widowmaker as anything other than her foe. “Ah, Amélie, you surprised me...” Lena said with a gentle smile which, as Widowmaker failed to respond, slowly slipped away. After only a moment did Lena step forward, noting the glass of red wine held in Widowmaker's hand and the half-empty bottle beside it. As she stepped closer she saw the woman's eyes, staring out at nothing in particular, seemingly lost in thought. Lena smiled as she drew close, reaching out and placing a thumb and forefinger on Widowmaker's chin, turning her head, eliciting a surprised little noise from her a fraction of a second before Lena’s warm supple lips found hers, joining her in a kiss. Widowmaker stared in surprise at the girl, feeling her warmth and heartbeat. As she closed her eyes she felt more than a little blessed to have with her now a girl to whom Widowmaker's mere presence caused her heartbeat to race. After a few moments and feeling the familiar flutter in her chest, Lena broke the kiss, her eyes opening slowly to meet the yellow gaze in front of her, “Hey love, thought I’d lost you for a moment there.” Widowmaker smiled gently, “I’m glad you came and found me…” She set her wine glass down and reached slowly out with a hand, caressing it up Lena’s arm, keeping her eyes locked on hers. “Ha, me too, I was thinking-...” Lena’s words were interrupted by Widowmaker's hand, cupping the back of her head and pulling her close… Lena felt her heart skip a beat as Widowmaker pulled her deep into a kiss, heated and intimate. Widowmaker lived for the erotic warmth of it, while Lena enjoyed the subtle sweet taste gifted to the kiss by the wine. The two enjoyed a long slow kiss, neither of them eager to draw away from it but, eventually Lena had to pull back, panting hard as Widowmaker smirked a little playfully, her altered anatomy leaving her not even a little out of breath from the encounter. “Ah, ha, miss me that much, eh?” Lena grinned, her bright eyes sparkling even in the room’s dim light. “More than you could possibly imagine…” Widowmaker replied honestly and Lena smirked playfully. “Mm,” Lena bit her lip, “you don’t know, I might have quite an active imagination tonight love, y’know, after dinner and a movie?…” Widowmaker smirked too and ran her fingers through Lena’s hair, “Let me change out of my stuff first, have a shower, then we can get a movie on and I’ll sort us dinner?” Lena giggled slightly and couldn’t help but to lean in again, oddly enjoying the extra thrill that came from kissing Widowmaker as she was still her suited self, so much more like the counterpart and foil she was used to seeing, “Sure love.” Widowmaker nodded and stood slowly, eying a gleeful little Lena, her hands clasped behind her back toying with her t-shirt, her perky breasts pressed forward and up towards Widowmaker, who smirked gently, “What’s with that look, mon amour?” Lena bit her lip, a blush tingeing her cheeks as she shrugged her shoulders a little, “I don’t know, I just… I’m kissing Widowmaker… It’s a little hot, is that weird?” Widowmaker pursed her lips for a moment, then smirked, a playful tone edging into her voice, “This is all very weird… What’s a little more, hm?” Lena smiled some and nodded, her eyes sparkling with an adoration Widowmaker had never expected to see from the girl. 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