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"Oh what about him, he MUST be super rich just look at his suit!"
"Sombra, you have barely been here an hour, how am I already sick of you?" Amélie emotionlessley groaned.
Amélie was on her first mission this month, and the month was almost over, she rarely went a week without an assignment but this long had made her patience thinner somehow.
"Maybe you're feeling hungry, or it could be your clothes. I mean come on thats just way too tight for any person to fit in naturally, let alone an assassin. You sit on roofs for hours having that skin-thingy crush your organs like a, ummm, what are those things that crush like anything in an instant?" Asked the eager young woman childishly.
"I havent a clue what you mean" Amélie sighed, already growing tired of her foolishness.
She knew perfectly well what she meant but was not going to let anyone question her, let alone some cocky teenager who cant stop talking.
"Well i think its unhealthy, though it does bring out your curves more if you know what i mean" Sombra casually commented whilst nudging her elbow.
Amélie was struck with shock and disbelief at the words she said, and her face flushed pink at the comment. Sombra thought this was hilarious and burst out laughing at her sudden rush of emotions, she had done the impossible and made Amélie Lacroix feel emotion. Maybe there was some kind of personality behind that stern face.
"Be quiet Sombra!" Amélie exclaimed.
She eventually stopped laughing and let out a big sigh, once more looping back to the same dreaded words she must have said a thousand times by now.
"How much longer?" She impatiently wailed at her, recieving no response.
"Amy?" She huffed
Nobody other than Gabriel knew her name and she was almost comfortable with him knowing, but with her it was a whole other story. Why would she know, how did she, and why did it make 'Amy' feel so warm when she said it.
"Aaaaaammyyyy" she heard again.
"I alredy told you i dont know!" She scolded
"Wait a minute what did you call me?!" she said, hoping to salvage the right moment to clarify.
"Amy. Your name is Amélie right?"
"So?"
"It sounds better, I know im only nineteen but if theres one thing i know, other than hacking, its how to get a girls attention. And let me tell you, not many people want to date someone with such a complicated name as Amélie"
"Why would i care about dating?"
"Oh come on you need it more than anyone in the organisation, I mean your so cold and isolated you need somebody to have fun with"
"Hey I have fun you know"
"Oh yeah?" She said sarcastically "Like what?"
Amélie quickly ran through her mind what she enjoyed doing and said the first thing that came to mind.
"I masturbate" ok maybe she said that too confidently but she kept her confident look on her face to stop any mocking from Sombra. Instead of laughing or being disgusted Sombra just sat there and mischieviously stared at her, for too long.
"Wow you really do like me dont you? I mean of all the things you could have said? Could've made up? And you chose to tell me how you like to make yourself scream"
She didnt know what to say, she hadnt meant to even say that, but what if she was right, what if she did want her? She had always had bad luck with guys and it never worked out, she always put it down as a sign that she shouldnt date. But she never considered that she might like girls.
"You're wrong Sombra" she protested, but to no avail.
"Ive seen that look before Amy, its lust. It wont get any better trying to hide it, maybe now sure, but soon enough it will surface again. It will be twice as bad being alone, twice as hard to see me, and most of all youll be twice as horny. Just give in, say you want me, no, tell me how you NEED me"
She hated her so much, how could she know, why was she so obsessed with it. And why did she want to do this?
"I dont need a partner Sombra im not horny either, and i dont care what your young perverted mind thinks, ive gone this long on my own i dont want it anymore"
The whole time she just sat there biting her little pink lips staring her down. When Amy finally looked at her she saw the slight pink mark on her tooth of her cute little lipstick and a huge grin on her face. She carried on despite the warnings and wouldnt stop begging her.
"Come on Amy just say it, wait a minute did you say nobody has ever touched you?"
She didnt say that exactly but she was right, and Amy knew there was no point in arguing with her, she wanted her bad but would not play her games, she would hold out.
"Dont you want me to be your first then? What is it you need to tell me Amy do I make you want to touch yourself? Oooh tell me pretty please? Pretty please with kisses on top?" Sombra smiled and made a kissing action while making sure to stare Amy straight in the eyes.
Amy let out a heavy breath and lost it, she couldnt handle the teasing any longer or she might explode. She dashed forward and grabbed sombra and gave het the most passionate kiss she could. At first she was stunned but after a second sombra joined in, how long did it happen for? It felt like years to Amy, who had been pushed so far in such little time. Afterwards Amy gasped in disbelief at what she had done, all the while sombra just sat there with her gaze locked, smirking with a pink mess around her mouth where the lipstick had been smudged. Once Amy saw this she apologised only to recieve a laugh.
"I knew you wanted me"