An Unexpected Visit. [WM]

Lena found herself melancholic as she lay there in bed thinking about Mistborn and the dreams she had. Many involved Mistborn herself. After all, she was Lena's idol... Not much of an idol anymore though. She turned out to be nothing like Lena imagined sadly, she just brushed her off like nothing even though it was nearly everything to Lena. "This shit sucks."

Lena didn't want to be too butthurt about the whole thing but she couldn't help it. As she considered the whole scenario and what it meant to her she felt herself get quickly become drowsy. She looked at the clock beside her bed and quickly realized how late it had become. She must've been laying here for longer than she thought. And just as quick as she became drowsy sleep took her as the comforts of her warm bed welcomed her figure and enveloped her.

She awoke to the sound of something tapping on the window, it was probably the tree right outside and the wind blowing was causing it to repeatedly hit her window. She turned over and began dozing off again until the tapping happened again but this time it was at a different pace. It was too abnormal to be just the wind and a tree branch. She quickly sat up and looked at her window. "What the..." She trailed off.

There, standing on the small board that was the outer windows shelf for plant life an such was Mistborn herself. She was crouched down looking inside while tapping on the window. She looked pretty creepy... like a stalker or something. Plus, how the hell was that board supporting her? Her ass and tits alone were enough weight to snap it off. "What the hell?"

She walked over to the window opening it to the sound of the sliding part brushing past the static window seal. It actually seemed like a really nice day today. "What are you doing here?" Lena asked confused about why there was an S-rank hero standing outside her window. In response Mistborn expertly slipped into her room like an acrobat clearing the small gap easily.

"Well, I got to thinking last night about what you said. And... you remind me of myself in a way so I wanted to talk to you a bit more," Mistborn admitted looking a little guilty and scratching the back of her head with her hand. Lena wasn't sure why but looking at Mistborn there in her form-fitting tights along with the words she spoke caused her dick to unconsciously flex beneath her clothes.