Notice: this chapter contains sexual content/kink.

Scene: Reaper's room at base. Sombra has failed her first mission.

It was her first mission as an operative of Talon. As expected, there were mistakes. It's hard to be at your best with death breathing down your neck...literally. He was watching her every move and Sombra couldn't find her flow. Her hands were shaking the entire time, so they failed the mission. Is that a surprise? She'll redeem herself next time, but right now she has to explain herself to...him.

"Look, it was an accident okay?! I didn't mean to trigger the alarm. I can't work with you hovering over me!" Sombra's arms are folded and her brows furrowed. She won't apologize for what happened. It was his fault. He's still beyond frustrated with her, there's no excuse for what happened. Disgraceful. He walks over to her, grabs her by her neck and tosses her to the floor.

"I don't need excuses for your mistakes." Reyes stands over her. She may not want to apologize, but she is going to acknowledge who is in control here.

"Remove your clothes."

Again? Sombra's not going to do that for something she didn't cause. "Up yours! I did nothing wrong!" He won't overpower her this time. So much for being complacent.

Grabbing her by her jaw, he squeezes down. He hasn't been as rough with her since returning to base, he has to be careful to avoid suspicion. He doesn't need someone questioning her odd behavior or possible recurrent scars. He'll just leave her with small bruises on her cheeks that aren't hard to explain. Sombra wants to scream, but her teeth are pressing into the insides of her cheeks. The taste of iron is very evident in her mouth. This is terrible. Although her speech is muffled he can hear her make out, "Okay, okay. Just stop." He hesitates in releasing her jaw, but she does cooperate in removing her clothes.

Her actual suit isn't quite ready for battle yet so, she's wearing a basic all black uniform. Sombra's eyes are locked onto his as she undresses. And as always, there is a lack of emotion on his face, asides the typical anger. He rolls her over onto her stomach. Is sex really his solution to a failed mission? Sombra remains still accepting her punishment. When she pretends she is someplace else his abuse ends much quicker. That's not what happened however.

Reyes grabs both of her arms and ties them behind her back. Not in an ordinary knot either, but a series of knots with intricate patterns. It took a moment, but he got the job done. Once he pulled Sombra up to standing, she was tired and had a fair amount of unpleasant pressure on her arms. What does he plan on doing this time?

"We're going on a walk."

Sombra's mouth almost dropped to the floor. He can't be serious.

"You want me to walk around like this? Have you lost your mind?!" Of all the things he has done to her, he definitely can't be serious about this. He squints his eyes at her, "Yes." Reyes walks into his bedroom and returns to her with a large black collar and a chained leash in hand.

"What. The. Fuck. Gabe."

Gabe, she keeps calling him by his real name. She can't possibly be getting attached to him or want to be personal with him. But, they've been through a lot together. He should be softening up on her, she hasn't tried to harm him or confess his crimes. She's doing her best to satisfy him, but he's getting out of hand. Maybe she should have clarified her end of the deal. Sombra won't fight it though, so she allows herself to be collared with a few snarls and hmphs, but no real complaints.

Attaching the leash to her collar Reyes says, "Walk."

Where to? She doesn't know her way around the base or the city too well. He's asking for too much. He maneuvers Sombra through and out of Talon's base unseen. It's a miracle it's nighttime. Not too many people around. They were almost caught a couple of times, but he is leading her safely.

They make it outside and onto the street. It's cold enough for Sombra to see her own breath. She's covered in goosebumps and embarrassment. The floor hurts her feet and her nipples are constantly erect. Can this get any worse? Reyes tugs on her leash signaling her to stop once they make their way to an alley. There's no lights or homes near it. It's pitch black and quiet. The only noise is the metal links hitting one another. Will he murder her here?

Shoving her into a wall, Reyes unhooks the leash from Sombra's collar then fondles her. Is he really doing this? In public? With one hand he mashes her face into a wall's side. It hurts, its texture is rough and bumpy. Not only that, but her breasts suffer the same treatment. With his other hand, he pulls her hips back towards him. This has to be one of the most uncomfortable and degrading positions to be put in. Multiple things run around in Sombra's head, but she says nothing. She doesn't want to talk to him during this.

Hearing Reyes' belt unbuckle causes Sombra to become distressed. He plans on raping her again. Just breathe. He can only sexually abuse her in so many ways before getting bored with her. Sombra sighs and waits. She's too calm for his tastes. Gotta fix that.

He shoves himself into her without hesitation. Don't scream. Sombra bites down hard on her lip. Don't draw attention to yourself. It may be nighttime, but it wouldn't be uncommon for people to be outside. It's not that late. The thought of being caught terrifies her. She would never want to give people the idea that she's...like this. Her heart is pounding. Just tune out the sensation. He'll cum eventually.

She's a fighter. He's never seen her so defiant. She must be determined to pretend this isn't arousing or afflicting her. Cute. Reyes places both of his hands on her hips and moves in an unpleasant pattern. Something has to get her attention. Sombra gasps; exactly what he wants to hear. He continues his unpredictable rhythm and squeezes into the flesh around her hips. She can't handle this much longer. It hurts her, but it's soothing to him. Sombra stands on her tippy toes to try to match his height. The distance between her and the wall is making it worse. The side of her face is taking all of the impact of his thrusts causing a few small cuts. It's impossible to tune him out.

Her ankles are growing weak, if it wasn't for him holding onto her she'd be on the floor by now. Impressive resilience. He might have to do something else... Pulling her hair and wrapping one of his arms around her waist, he pulls out of her and inserts himself into her ass. It's the second time he's made her take it like this and she wasn't too fond of it the first time around. So this might get more of a response out of her...

Sombra's immediately stunned. It will be twice as painful if she doesn't relax so she tries to adjust to him. Several pathetic moans pass her lips. The last time they did this she fainted and she's uncertain whether she'll faint again or not. She moans deep from within her diaphragm. It's echoing through the alley. She's no longer able to think clearly, she doesn't worry about if someone hears her or not. This is agonizing. It's amazing she remained silent for so long. He knew she would have to give in at some point. It's impossible to ignore physical punishment. This feeling is consuming her and she has to let go. "God Gabe!" her head falls forward and her cheeks burn red as she orgasms. Sombra is covered in sweat. It is cold outside, but her body temperature is immune to its effects. If any part of her body was still cold it would be her toes. She's ashamed of herself.

Reyes pulls her into his body to prevent her from dropping to the floor and carefully slides out of her. Now she knows better than blatantly embarrass him again. Picking her up into his arms, Reyes heads back to base. He leaves the leash on the floor and won't return for it. Sombra stays quiet during the trip back. She hasn't come to terms about what just happened. Gabriel Reyes is the most confusing man she's ever met. Her mind must be playing tricks on her. What is wrong with her?

Returning to his room at base, he throws her on the bed. Searching through a few drawers in the bedroom he finds a box cutter to free her with. He saws away for several minutes, but is successful in releasing her. No bruises for her this time. Just a couple of patterned red marks. Art.

Before she can get too comfortable Reyes picks her up, walks over to the bathroom, and places her in the bathtub. The water is warm against her skin. Wrapping her arms around herself she looks at him. He is removing his clothes wanting to bathe as well. He takes a shower. Looking down towards herself, Sombra won't ask anything. She drifts to sleep.

Sombra's rest is interrupted once she is placed on the bed once more. She's not allowed her to sleep in her own room yet. It's probably strange to the rest of the operatives at Talon, but he doesn't trust her. Not yet.

When Sombra opens her eyes, she sees herself covered in the white blankets. They're soft and warm. Raising her sight to eye level, she notices Gabriel lying next to her. His gaze is reciprocal. He removes her tousled hair out of her face. Sombra wants to back away from him, but her body is dormant.