That night, Lucio and Olivia slept the best sleeps of their lives and dreamt of sweet things that never cross the minds of those left for other chapters of this saga. Their minds were conjuring images of sweeping valleys where the only issues are superficial and peace is the rule, with no exception. This isn't how life is meant to be, however, and come morning they began to drift awake.
Olivia was in the exact position she had fallen asleep in, the only difference being that she felt Lucio's hard prick against her belly, perhaps in a combination of simple morning wood and lust. But what if that was all this was? Lust? Of course not, that would be stupid, she thought. They had shared something special. They were friends and last night was possibly the step up to a new level in their relationship. She wanted to do something for him, so she smoothly transitioned downward along Lucio's perfect body until his dong was at level with her face.
She began to play with it, running her knuckles against the ever so warm foreskin, which became somehow even more erect against her touch. She was about to begin sucking when a loud thudding noise thundered from downstairs, waking Lucio immediately.
"Babe, what was that?"
"I don't know. Sounds like someone's crashing the party!"
Still bare, they crept down the stairs to investigate. From the first floor landing they could see the living room, from which Jack's snores rang out, and the kitchen, where someone was walking.
"Olivia, I think we should go back upstai-"
"Oi, who's out th….. Lucio, is that you?"
Lena Oxton, walking out of the kitchen, was taken aback.
"You're all… oh, and.. uh, and Sombra, too…"
"Yeah, see, the thing is, we were just, ehhh…"
Sombra shook her head.
"We slept together, for Dios' sake. We fucked, bien? So step off, Tracer!" Sombra spat.
"Oh, no, that's fine, it was just unexpected. Hey, would you two mind helping me with-" and with that, she became a blur and then nothing.
"Did you see that? What on Earth…?" Lucio couldn't believe his eyes.
"Doesn't matter. Lets just get our clothes."
After they went through the chore of retrieving their various scattered articles, they went to the kitchen.
"We should probably check for damage. That sounded nasty, whatever it was Lena did."
One of the cabinets had taken a massive hit, becoming splintered and jumbling the bowls inside.
"Looks like Tracer has some issues with the order of things as well." Sombra smirked.
"Now, hold on, this is pretty iffy. We're sure that was Lena?"
"As sure as Jack hates fun."
"Yeah, alright."
Lucio couldn't believe that Lena would travel along her timeline to the last time she had been at Olivia's house, just to smash a cabinet and leave.
"Well, that sure is a little worrying, but I don't think we should be letting it ruin our morning. How do you take your eggs, while we wait for those two to wake up?"