[Sombra whines when he pulls out, a sound of pure lust-struck betrayal. She glares at him over her shoulder before she can catch herself when she feels his tap and command.
Pouting, she does technically obey. She pointedly does not open her legs for him when she settles back into position on the bed determined to be difficult once more.]
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Pouting, she does technically obey. She pointedly does not open her legs for him when she settles back into position on the bed determined to be difficult once more.]