(Warning: Smut is included in this chapter.)
Amelie` stood up, placing her plate in the sink. Lena shoves the last bits of egg on her plate down her throat, placing the plate in the sink as-well. Amelie` walked back into Lena's room, stretching slightly. Lena followed, a grin on her face. "What's on the agenda today, love?" Amelie` eyed her for a moment, before laying back down on the bed. "How about you come lay down and I'll tell you, chérie.." Lena hopped onto the bed, the blue light illuminating both of their faces. Amelie` smiled at her, placing a hand on her cheek. "I always wanted to count how many freckles you had every time we came face to face, chérie." Lena smiled, a slight blush on her face. "And I always got lost in your eyes, love...And that accent always soothed me, even when you were throwing insults at me..." She giggled slightly, Amelie` offering a smirk. "I never meant any of it, chérie."
Amelie` leaned in to slowly lock her lips with Lena's, a passionate and loving embrace entwined the two. Amelie` slowly snuck her tongue into Lena's mouth as their hands began to roam each other's bodies. Lena gripped onto Amelie's hips as she let out a small yelp when Amelie` groped Lena by her toned backside, pulling Lena tight against herself. Lena slid one hand slowly from Amelie's hip to her stomach, before slowly trailing upwards to the opening in her catsuit. Amelie` broke the kiss, a devious smirk on her face. She easily opens her catsuit and pulls it off her body, throwing it behind her, now naked in front of her lover. Lena grins, excitedly pulling off her orange leggings and her RAF jacket. She pulls her t-shirt out from under her chronal accelerator. Amelie` goes back to kissing Lena, hands resting possessively on her toned bottom. Lena slowly presses her leg forward in between Amelie's legs, feeling the surprising heat radiating from her groin. Amelie` moaned lightly into Lena's mouth as her thigh pressed against her vagina, her growing wetness becoming apparent. Lena bit her bottom lip, her cheeks a deep red. "When was the last time you've had sex, love?" Amelie` felt embarrassed. "I don't remember, chérie..." Lena grinned, beginning to crawl towards Amelie's waist. "Lay back love, I'm going to blow your mind.." She giggles as she presses Amelie's thighs open, revealing the cleanly shaven mound that Lena has been after.
Amelie` closed her eyes tightly, letting out a loud moan as Lena pressed her lips to her sensitive clitoris. Her tongue swirled around the small nub of pleasure, suckling on it gently. Amelie` could feel her toes curling tightly, hands gripping the bed. "Mon dieu...I-It has been awhile.." Lena ignored the french woman, pressing her tongue deep into the tight folds of her delicate pussy, pressing against her walls. She moves her attention back to the woman's clit, her finger coming up to teasingly tickle the lips of the woman's vagina. Amelie` let another moan out, her thighs quivering slightly. "L-Lena!" She screamed out as she pushed her finger into her warm opening, wiggling it around. Amelie` could feel herself embarrassingly close already. Lena continued her pleasurable assault on Amelie's hot sex, before Amelie` couldn't take it anymore. She let out a loud moan, her fingers curling tightly, as her back arched from the euphoric explosion. Lena looked up, grinning as her cheeks and lips were slick with Amelie's fluids. Amelie` panted, regaining her composure. She looked down to Lena, who grinned back at her. "How's that, love?" Amelie` offered a weak smile. "A-Amazing, mon chérie..." Lena grabbed her t-shirt, wiping her mouth and cheeks with it, throwing it back on the floor. She rests her head on Amelie's shoulder, kissing her cheek lightly. Amelie` frowned, looking back to her. "Wait..I need to do you now, chérie.." Lena shook her head. "No, no..Doc' said no strenuous activity...Anyway love, I owe you bigtime..." Amelie` nodded, enjoying the aftershocks of her major orgasm, her body feeling warm for the first time in awhile.
A man stood to the side of her vision. "Oh Amelie`, you always loved to just cuddle after we had a good time, don't you remember?"
Amelie` closed her eyes tightly, shaking her head. "Lena.." She cleared her throat. "D-Do you remember Gerard?" Lena seemed perplexed. "Of course, love...It wasn't your fault..It was Talon.." Amelie` stared at the ceiling. "I.." She could feel her eyes tearing up. "I can't remember his face, Lena. I can't remember my husband's face...I killed him...He loved me so much...And I killed him, Lena.." Lena frowned, before wiping a tear away from her face. "We both know that Gerard wouldn't blame you, love...We will destroy Talon, Overwatch is welcoming you, Amelie`...We all miss Gerard, but don't blame yourself for actions you couldn't control, love.." Amelie` tried in vain to acknowledge what Lena was saying, she really did. But she couldn't; The whispers were becoming louder and louder in her ears.
"I loved you Amelie`. Why did you kill me?" Another voice began to speak...It sounded like Lena. "Why?! Why would you do this?!" She screamed, and Amelie` knew exactly what she was talking about. It was the night she murdered Mondatta. Suddenly another voice began to speak to her, with a notable hispanic accent. "Your name is Widowmaker now. Talon will be providing you with everything you need, after all, we are all you got, doll."
"Okay, love?" Amelie` shook herself from her trance, rubbing her head. "Oui...Oui, I understand chérie...Sorry.." Amelie` rose to her feet, Lena sitting herself up. "Oi, where are you goin', love?" Amelie` turned to her, winking. "A shower. You're invited of course." She turns back around, heading into Lena's bathroom. Lena giggles to herself, blinking behind Amelie`. She turns the water on, stepping in. Amelie` followed her in, resting her bandaged back against the wall. "Does your..Device...Ever get annoying?" Amelie` questions as she points down to Lena's chronal accelerator. Lena chuckles, her spiky hair clamping straight down. "Not at all, love! Well, I mean sometimes I wish I could scratch my boobs without 'aving to work around the metal from this thing, but it keeps me here with you, so I enjoy it!" She giggles, handing the shampoo over to Amelie`. Amelie` took her hair out of its ponytail, the long locks falling around her head down towards her waist. "After we're done in here, love..I'm thinkin' we should go to the compound and get you with some new gear...Maybe a kevlar vest instead of a catsuit like you were sayin', hm?" Amelie` chuckled. "But then I wouldn't be able to distract you, chérie..." Lena lets out a hearty laugh, in which Amelie` joins in; The two genuinely enjoying each other's company.
Reaper looks down at his mask, a stern frown over his face. He looks up to the mirror, his scarred face staring back at him. He slowly places the mask back on, gripping the vial tightly. He looks to a clock. "It's time." He swiftly exits the room, being trailed by a couple grunts.
La Muerte smoked the large cigar, strolling through the crowded streets. His usual balaclava was off to avoid suspicion, instead he's wearing a standard baseball cap and some sunglasses. His magnum is tucked in his belt. He stops as he is walking, picking up a tourist map. "Maybe I'll see Big Ben after I kill them.." He laughed to himself as he continued on his route.
Thanks for reading up to this point! Just wanted to make clear that there will be future chapters involving more of Tracer's and Widowmaker's shenanigans in bed. I want their relationship to get stronger and more believable, that is why it took this long for me to add in the beginnings of their physical loving. More to come tomorrow! Any review helps me a lot!