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In the dark room sat in the windowsill, silhouetted in the night light and looking out over the still city was an enemy, a foe. Before thought could make itself known Lena felt her hand do a familiar flick, her fingers closing over where an unsheathed pulse pistol would’ve been, had she been suited up. She blinked, her brain eventually catching up with her fingers, though Amélie was her love, it still took time not to recognise Widowmaker as anything other than her foe. “Ah, Amélie, you surprised me...” Lena said with a gentle smile which, as Widowmaker failed to respond, slowly slipped away. After only a moment did Lena step forward, noting the glass of red wine held in Widowmaker's hand and the half-empty bottle beside it. As she stepped closer BBW Porn she saw the woman's eyes, staring out at nothing in particular, seemingly lost in thought. Lena smiled as she drew close, reaching out and placing a thumb and forefinger on Widowmaker's chin, turning her head, eliciting a surprised little noise from her a fraction of a second before Lena’s warm supple lips found hers, joining her in a kiss. Widowmaker stared in surprise at the girl, feeling her warmth and heartbeat. As she closed her eyes she felt more than a little blessed to have with her now a girl to whom Widowmaker's mere presence caused her heartbeat to race. After a few moments and feeling the familiar flutter in her chest, Lena broke the kiss, her eyes opening slowly to meet the yellow gaze in front of her, “Hey love, thought I’d lost you for a moment there.” Widowmaker smiled gently, “I’m glad you came and found me…” She set her wine glass down and reached slowly out with a hand, caressing it up Lena’s arm, keeping her eyes locked on hers. “Ha, me too, I was thinking-...” Lena’s words were interrupted bbw by Widowmaker's hand, cupping the back of her head and pulling her close… Lena felt her heart skip a beat as Widowmaker pulled her deep into a kiss, heated and intimate. Widowmaker lived for the erotic warmth of it, while Lena enjoyed the subtle sweet taste gifted to the kiss by the wine. The two enjoyed a long slow kiss, neither of them eager to draw away from it but, eventually Lena had to pull back, panting hard as Widowmaker smirked a little playfully, her altered anatomy leaving her not even a little out of breath from the encounter. “Ah, ha, miss me that much, eh?” Lena grinned, her bright eyes sparkling even in the room’s dim light. “More than you could possibly imagine…” Widowmaker replied honestly and Lena smirked playfully. “Mm,” Lena bit her lip, “you don’t know, I might have quite an active imagination tonight love, y’know, after dinner and a movie?…” Widowmaker smirked too and ran her fingers through Lena’s hair, “Let me change out of my stuff first, have a shower, then we can get a movie on and Chubby Girls I’ll sort us dinner?” Lena giggled slightly and couldn’t help but to lean in again, oddly enjoying the extra thrill that came from kissing Widowmaker as she was still her suited self, so much more like the counterpart and foil she was used to seeing, “Sure love.” Widowmaker nodded and stood slowly, eying a gleeful little Lena, her hands clasped behind her back toying with her t-shirt, her perky breasts pressed forward and up towards Widowmaker, who smirked gently, “What’s with that look, mon amour?” Lena bit her lip, a blush tingeing her cheeks as she shrugged her shoulders a little, “I don’t know, I just… I’m kissing Widowmaker… It’s a little hot, is that weird?” Widowmaker pursed her lips for a moment, then smirked, a playful tone edging into her voice, “This is all very weird… What’s a little more, hm?” Lena smiled some and nodded, her eyes sparkling with an adoration Widowmaker had never expected to see from the girl. She looked deep into that gaze for a moment and wanted to tell her, wanted to talk about her visit from Sombra, but the moment just seemed... Wrong. Leaning in and kissing Lena on the cheek Widowmaker stepped away towards the bathroom, feeling Lena’s gaze on her every step of the way. After a moment's thought she stopped at the door, glancing back over her shoulder towards the girl whose eyes quickly darted up none too subtly from Widowmaker's derrière to meet her gaze, questioning and innocent. “...Are you coming to join me in the shower, or?...” The bright MILF smile Widowmaker got in return was all the confirmation she needed. As Widowmaker stepped into the bathroom she hardly had time to switch on the light before she felt Lena’s arms slink around her waist, the girl's lips kissing at the back of her neck as her body contoured to hers. Widowmaker let out a soft sigh of relaxation and arched her back slightly, tilting her head back and to the side, allowing Lena more freedom in the placement of her kisses. “I love a girl with ink you know…” Lena said softly, tracing a finger down Widowmaker's exposed back, admiring the intricate design of the angular spider tattoo. “Do you like this one too?” Widowmaker asked, raising her arm and feeling Lena stretch up onto her toes, resting her chin on Widowmaker's shoulder to get a look at the sleeve tattoo. “Depends, what does it mean?” Lena asked, her hands caressing blowjob over Widowmaker's hips. Widowmaker turned her arm this way and that, letting Lena see both sides as she enjoyed the sensation of her warmth pressed to her back, “It says ‘araignée du soir, cauchemar’, evening spider, nightmare.” “Mm…” Lena hummed softly as she rested her head lightly against Widowmaker's, eying the tattoo quietly. “It’s a play on an old French saying,” Widowmaker continued, drawing out the moment, “In short it was said that to see a spider in the evening was considered lucky… But not so if you see me.” “I dunno… I feel pretty lucky…” Lena said, squeezing Widowmaker softly who let out a soft little laugh. “You’re too kind Lena,” she spoke softly as she reached up, easing her outfit over her shoulders and letting it slowly fall down her sides. “Yes that’s Helen, how did you know?” Felicia MILF positioned it over her shoulder length hair with her face uncovered. He took it the wrong way, muttered an apology and went to turn away. 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