[ The graze of his teeth earns another needy noise, colored with impatience. Sombra can't help but frown a little at the loss of his touch, eyes hazy with lust.]
Oda...[She whines, a little petulant before the sight of him takes the complaint right out her mouth. Her lips stay parted, her mouth a little dry as she watches him lick his fingers clean. Their eyes meet and she shudders at his hunger, at his question. She knows she can't answer "everything" - time is not their friend at the moment.
Settling for batting his hand out of the way, she kisses him hard, moaning at the taste of herself on his tongue.]
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Oda...[She whines, a little petulant before the sight of him takes the complaint right out her mouth. Her lips stay parted, her mouth a little dry as she watches him lick his fingers clean. Their eyes meet and she shudders at his hunger, at his question. She knows she can't answer "everything" - time is not their friend at the moment.
Settling for batting his hand out of the way, she kisses him hard, moaning at the taste of herself on his tongue.]
Fuck me.