[ South goes with the momentum easily, the way she always does and yet wouldn't have to if she didn't want to. She could flip them, or refuse to be rolled over, refuse to be pinned—but she doesn't, she rarely does, because it's Sombra and she loves her and she likes it this way.
She has one arm free, but it quickly occupies itself looping around Sombra's waist again and drawing her ever closer. Her head lifts to press back into the kiss, the only tension in her posture that doesn't melt little by little as it lingers. ]
[ It's not really the game they started out with, but it's the one Sombra's decided she wants them to play. She knows, of course, that South is easy because she's mad for her. Lets this little gremlin do whatever the hell she wants, lets herself get pushed around because she likes it just as much as Sombra likes doing it.
And oh, she likes doing it.
She likes the arm about her waist, the choice to be close to her rather than push her away. She likes that South draws her in, keeps her close, makes her feel powerful and safe, makes her giggle so easily. Makes her forget everything else, for even a moment, when that moment is them and nothing else. ]
Te amo, Anja. [ A whisper, carried on a breath that escapes between their lips. An admission she's already made, one that's chased, as usual, by her laughter. ] You'll always be mine, no matter who else we play with. Just like I'm always going to be yours, okay?
[ Calloused fingertips idly draw patterns on Sombra's waist, and South leans back up to steal another kiss before she even nods, ] ...love you too, Liv. Always.
[ It still feels like this huge thing every time she says it, like this fucking impossibility that she should never have had chance to say. It might always boggle her that she got lucky twice, after everything she's fucked up in her life, but she's not complaining. ]
[ For the kiss, she stays the same sort of happy she already is. But hearing Anja say she loves her, using her name? That makes her heart flutter. It always does, in this giddy, ridiculous way that makes her smile and bury her face into the crook of South's neck to hide the way her cheeks turn a little bit pink.
And also lays right down on top of her, chest to chest, cozied right into her and sighing, heavy and content, before dropping a kiss onto her partner's shoulder. ]
Bueno. [ A nuzzle, intentionally aggressive just to be annoying, as she giggles and peeks up at her again. ] Soooo, wanna get my present for me now? Oooooor... you want to fuck around first? Already have my underwear off, just for you.
[ South cocks her head to the side and her mouth twists, as if she's in any way actually thinking about this instead of having an instantaneous decision of: ]
[ There's a giggle when South settles on taking care of her, her most favourite girl, first, and she lifts her head as she shuffles again, grinning at her partner, affectionately bumping her forehead to hers. ]
There's my good girl.
[ And because good girls deserve good things - Sombra kisses her again, giggling still, as she settles right in to giving South good things. ]
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[ South goes with the momentum easily, the way she always does and yet wouldn't have to if she didn't want to. She could flip them, or refuse to be rolled over, refuse to be pinned—but she doesn't, she rarely does, because it's Sombra and she loves her and she likes it this way.
She has one arm free, but it quickly occupies itself looping around Sombra's waist again and drawing her ever closer. Her head lifts to press back into the kiss, the only tension in her posture that doesn't melt little by little as it lingers. ]
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And oh, she likes doing it.
She likes the arm about her waist, the choice to be close to her rather than push her away. She likes that South draws her in, keeps her close, makes her feel powerful and safe, makes her giggle so easily. Makes her forget everything else, for even a moment, when that moment is them and nothing else. ]
Te amo, Anja. [ A whisper, carried on a breath that escapes between their lips. An admission she's already made, one that's chased, as usual, by her laughter. ] You'll always be mine, no matter who else we play with. Just like I'm always going to be yours, okay?
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[ Calloused fingertips idly draw patterns on Sombra's waist, and South leans back up to steal another kiss before she even nods, ] ...love you too, Liv. Always.
[ It still feels like this huge thing every time she says it, like this fucking impossibility that she should never have had chance to say. It might always boggle her that she got lucky twice, after everything she's fucked up in her life, but she's not complaining. ]
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And also lays right down on top of her, chest to chest, cozied right into her and sighing, heavy and content, before dropping a kiss onto her partner's shoulder. ]
Bueno. [ A nuzzle, intentionally aggressive just to be annoying, as she giggles and peeks up at her again. ] Soooo, wanna get my present for me now? Oooooor... you want to fuck around first? Already have my underwear off, just for you.
/wrapping tag
[ South cocks her head to the side and her mouth twists, as if she's in any way actually thinking about this instead of having an instantaneous decision of: ]
...ehhhhh I think Odessa can wait a bit longer.
one more smooch for the road
There's my good girl.
[ And because good girls deserve good things - Sombra kisses her again, giggling still, as she settles right in to giving South good things. ]