A/N Hahahahah I graduated college so have a short chapter three
Walking into the boardroom, you look over all the faces seated around the U-shaped table. Mom, Reaper, Maximillian, and Doomfist just to name a few. To your dismay, nobody saved you a seat. Moira gestured toward the end of the table letting you know that you would be standing in the center.
"Wow," you start, "this is the most attention I've gotten since I was born."
Moira frowns at you. You give an empty smile.
"So, we have been discussing what you have done for Talon, the pros and cons of your departure, and how we should handle you since you are considered property of Talon." Moira smiles.
"Under the condition that you still work for us, you are free to go" Maximillian says.
Moira lightly presses her hands together, "Well, after your last treatment."
"Thank you for all your service to Talon, if need be we will contact you if your services are wanted." Doomfist calmly rises from his chair and it is clear to everyone this meeting is adjourned.
You slowly walk back into your room in disbelief. There's no way that they were just going to let you go be independent. Are you dreaming? Probably. To make sure you smack yourself across the face. You are not. In fact, your disbelief turns into skepticism. It was that easy? It couldn't be. This was way too easy.
You sit down on the bed you rarely use and sigh. Perhaps you should just be happy that they're letting you go. "Why would they just—"
"—Because you deserve it," a cloaked Sombra whispers in your ear. She flickers in and drapes herself over your shoulders. "You've done so much, they better give you what you want."
"I—"
Before you can finish Sombra gently pushes you down on the bed, places herself over you, and begins to kiss you.
Welp. She is the love of your life.
You return the kiss with a bit more pressure and passion than Sombra, letting the situation escalate to where you both wanted it to be.
After an hour of some kinky sex that the author didn't feel like writing, you and Sombra lay in bed and cuddle, fingers intertwined. You sick fucks can fill in the blanks.
"I wasn't really prepared for Talon to give me my space. What am I supposed to do? Where do I go? Fuck." You bite your lip.
"Just live with me or something," she says, gently stroking your thumb with hers.
After a pause you smile, "I would like that."