Sombra is Seeing Red

By the time Bob was done with their experiment, Sombra was already on her mission with everything prepared.

Sombra hated the colder countries and the UK wasn’t any different. The dark, yet cozy, streets of King’s Row were easy enough to navigate as she followed after her target, a turn here, a stop there. Sombra was looking for a good opportunity to get in contact with her prey without too many prying eyes. At least the full head of long red hair made it easy to track her as the crowds tend to increase in density.

Finally, she stopped by one of the closed jewelry shops. Sombra adjusted her hoodie to play her role and approached the redhead and tapped her shoulder.

“Excuse me, I work here around the corner and we are having a promotion now of a new fashion tool, mind a quick presentation?” Sombra smiled sweetly, getting a good look at the face of her target and bingo, she was now a hundred percent sure that this was it.

“Ummm… I am not sure” the redhead looked around and in fact there as a store that would fit the area.

Sombra just kept up her act, so far everything was as she predicted, the personality was just like she had it in a file on her. “Now I will just take a second” She took Emily’s hand carefully, showing care was important for deception as the target is more likely to respond well to gentle handling. She then rolled the woman’s sleeve up and took out the pen that Moira modified and wrote on the woman’s arm, not living a visible trace.

“Huh what is that, I see nothing…? The woman shyly fidgeted and looked over her arm.

“Ah you see, that's the selling point of a pen that lets you leave cute notes for their loved ones!” Sombra winked, keeping her nice girl act up and took out the blue lens glasses and handed them to the woman who looked them over. “Try with those on” she suggested and the woman slowly put them on and looked at her arm.

She read the written sentence. “Bob Wattson’s relationship, wha… Who’s Bob Wattson” she couldn’t look away, fixated and confused, she had to know who is Bob Wattson and what's next with her relationships.

Sombra finally could drop the act and sighed a little and watched the girl with fascination as this is the first time they tried that remotely and it was an interesting sight as if all the life left the woman in confusion. Gladly, they kind of predicted that may happen and Sombra took out a small tablet with earphones, putting them into the redhead’s ears and pushing the screen into her line of sight and pressed play

On the screen Bob appeared, his typical lab outfit on and visible nametag. Even without the tag, the woman recognized him as Bob Wattson and some life and focus came back into her eyes. “Hello Emily, as you may have recognized, my name is Bob Wattson. I am here to tell you about our relationship. You see, you are a loyal member of my harem and your relationship with Lena Oxton was built so you can keep an eye on her and bring her to me when I need it. Now, I sent Sombra here” Bob points to the corner of the screen and Sombra moves the screen to match the side as he now points to her face as she grins. “She is here to help you, so be good and do everything she asks you as if you were listening to me, thats it, don't fail me!” he winked and the screen went black.

“Oh miss Sombra! I almost didn’t recognize you! What does the master need?” Emily asked while taking off the earphones.

“Ah you know nina… He just thinks it's time to bring you and Lena in, is she home now?”

“No miss, she won't be for a bit, sorry…” Emily responded a bit dejected.

“That's fine, can you take us to your home then? We can wait there.”

“Gladly miss Sombra”

With that Emily led Sombra to her and Tracer’s house, after a few quick questions she pointed Sombra to any security measures before entering, Sombra was quick to hack them and put surveillance on a loop, making her actions invisible and her presence there untraceable. Sombra then walked in while Emily stood and waited in the middle of a room. Sombra then found a nice and comfy chair, pulled it next to the coffee table. Since they had time to kill, Bob did not forbade her from indulging herself a bit.

“Take off your clothes.”

“Yes miss Sombra”

Emily took off her clothes starting with her top and peeling off every layer to the bottom, discarding them in a pile in the corner. Sombra got to have a good look at Emily for the first time, it was rue that she stayed fit and was pale on her whole body, although her ass was fine toned leaning into muscular thighs, guess she was running more than her file indicated, maybe there was a treadmill in here? Sombra leaned out of the chair to curiously look around. Finally she gestured with her finger for Emily to come closer. Sombra pulled off her leggings meanwhile while Emily got onto her hands and leafs and crawled to sit down on her knees in front of Sombra.

Sombra then leaned forward and traed her finger from her foot to her thighs to her crotch. “Now, tell me all I need to know here while kissing and licking.”

“Yes miss Sombra” Emily got to work starting with Sombra’s left foot kissing it from the bottom to the top and going to her ankle, dragging her tongue over it.

“Lena trusts me fully by now, we are even engaged.” She points to the picture of their engagement while tracing small pecks over Sombra’s calf, moving in closer and pressing her chest close to it as her mouth moves to the knee. Her breasts now embrace Sombra’s leg and her tongue over Sombra’s knee. “I know her full schedule, her weaknesses and vulnerabilities. Right now she is out on some new work meeting and will be back tomorrow.” Emily went over kissing and licking Sombra’s thigh, causing Sombra to giggle from the ticklish sensation and pat Emily’s head before moaning softly as Emily Reached her snatch and began to lick away at it.

“I think the work means the return of Overwatch, Lena got a call recently about it and was oddly chipper and happy, not wanting to tell me too much but she finally cracked and said its Winston recalling Overwatch.”

Sombra nodded and pushed Emily’s face back down to her snatch and closer her thighs together around the redhead’s face.

“T-that’s enough, now finish the other task.” Sombra went on to enjoy Emily’s trained tongue.