Settling In

Nikki would occasionally spot Widowmaker lurking around the apartment for the rest of the day while Sombra and he settled in and broke the place in… over the couch… and the bed, and the kitchen counter, and in the pool, and even in the bathroom. Nikki was starting to run low on fluids to dispense to the latina bitch, so he took a break and sat down in the kitchen – where Amélie was waiting for him.

“Is Sombra causing you trouble?” she asked with an edge to her voice. Nikki could immediately sense tension between the two, despite the app’s assurances that it would handle everything for him.

“No, no. We’re just… having a bit of fun!” he said, trying to defuse the situation, “I mean – she can go a little far, but really, it’s fine. It’s just too much of a good thing, you know?”

Widowmaker didn’t respond. She opened the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water, “I completed my survey of this building. It would easily be breached by someone with an appropriate climbing tool.”

“I don’t think we have to worry about that.” Nikki observed Widowmaker as she took a swig of the bottle. “How do you feel about those Overwatch agents?” He asked, curious as to if he could summon them to add to his harem without causing problems. Amélie didn’t show any outwards signs of anger at their mention, at least.

“I fought Overwatch because I had to. It is, how you’d say, nothing personal. Talon stripped me of many emotional attachments to make me a better killer.”

“And you?” Nikki continued, turning to Sombra, who had slipped into the kitchen after another dip in the pool. She was wearing a scandalous purple sling that showed of as much skin as possible without being completely naked. Nikki could feel his poor, abused cock twitch again at the sight of her.

“Bunch of stiffs, no fun! But if Papi wants them, Papi gets them,” she winked, “That Mercy chica is pretty hot.”

“I didn’t know you were so forgiving, Sombra.”

“Call me Olivia. I think we’re on a first name basis by now.”

Nikki sighed, “Sorry Olivia, you drained me dry. I don’t think I can go again tonight.”

Sombra shrugged, “Hm. You want to have a go with your new girl huh? Saving the last round for her.”

Nikki glanced at Amélie, she didn’t seem too interested. “I highly doubt I would find intercourse that enjoyable. I am perfectly content in my position as Nikki’s bodyguard.”

Sombra pushed her chest against Nikki’s arm, “That’s because your pussy is full of cobwebs, chica. Let Papi show you a good time! He’ll rock your world.”

“She’s not going to do it unless I ask her,” Nikki concluded, “Amélie, would you like to spend some time with me tonight? It doesn’t have to be sex, we could go get something to eat.”

The suggestion seemed to have the intended effect, “I have not been to a good restaurant since… since my husband was alive. But I do not have any clothes…”

“Don’t worry,” Sombra cut in, “I already took care of the wardrobe situation – since I knew that you were coming next. Let me get you something nice and sexy.” Olivia grabbed Amélie and dragged her up the stairs and into the bedroom. “Don’t come looking just yet Papi! I want it to be a surprise!” Nikki couldn’t wait to see what obscene thing she had in mind. It took a few minutes, but eventually he had his answer.

Nikki felt what was left of the blood in his body shoot to his cock, where on Earth did Olivia find a dress like that!? To even describe it as a dress was an insult, it was a stylish red rag at most!

"Well Papi, what do you think?" Olivia smirked. Nikki knew she was being rhetorical because his mouth was wide open.