A cat is a very good description of Genji. He does what he wants and doesn't do what he's told, generally. Unless he wants to, or it is in his best interest. You tell him no, he wants it. You tell him yes, and he's bored with it. Lazy and uninterested in most things... until you have his interest. And she had his interesting, though he really shouldn't. More so shouldn't do this HERE of all places. Not only because it would get him in trouble but her fired (or fired at). In truth, she'd caught his interest some time ago.

And mostly... he wanted to hear how that voice would sound moaning his name.

Wanted to see if he could drive her to an edge of need and unravel her a bit. Sombra always seemed too calm, collected and cool with a bit of snobbish 'i'm better than everyone' feel to her. It was something he wanted to break into and play with.

This was a bad idea.

Except when she made that hissing sound and cursed like she was damning his good name. That made this worth it.

His finger curled to hold her panties to the side, not ripping or yanking them in such a way (yet). Because he knew the fastest way to get herself together would be to drop that sweater dress and be covered again. In case anyone showed up. Having a cute pair of purple panties on the kitchen floor would just be hard to explain.

He took a chance to glance away from her to her clock, trying to check the time. He was in some rush, but not too bad. If they had to cut short he'd pick it up again soon, but there was a matter of pride to this. The way his tongue lashed at her clit said he intended to make this worth it. It only took him a moment, his other hand sliding up her thigh and over to help spread her lips a bit more, to give him more to pleasure. Tracing down and up again, teasing her entrance with a finger before letting his tongue lap up her entirety.

He would waste no more time in teasing, going right to the root of Sombra now.