Living In A Lie (WidowReaper) (On Hold)

Solace

Hiii, my first story about OW, I hope you guys/girls like it. Please give me feedback pos/neg. I don't speak French so yes I'm going to use google translate if I need toXD, if anyone is fluent in French, please feel free to correct me.
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Widowmaker sighed already bored from reading, it's not like she doesn't mind reading but she's been doing it all day, just to occupy her mind, but nothing seems to work anymore. She doesn't find anything enjoyable anymore, she can't feel anything except when she kills someone.

She aches to feel something else than spilling blood. So, she decides to try something, she hasn't tried since her husband. But who would she pick? This question ran through her mind. Well, the only person that she actually trusts would be Reaper.

She bit her lip in thought, should she dare sleep with death? Well, she has nothing to lose and maybe she'll actually enjoy it. So, she changes into a nice velvet black robe with some black lingerie underneath.

She looks at herself in the mirror, taking a long look at her body. She didn't exactly have those large breasts men loved and she did have an ass but some could say it's not big enough. She sighed, her confidence lowering as she looked at herself.

She grabbed her perky breasts in her hands and sighed in despair. She doesn't know what Reaper is into but it's worth a shot. So, she gathered up the confidence and walked out of her room as quietly as possible.

They weren't allowed to do many things in Talon, like having sex; well they didn't say it like that but they knew what they actually meant. Of course, they wouldn't suspect the widow and the reaper to be sleeping together, so it wasn't mentioned again.

Widowmaker made it to Reapers door and tried the doorknob first without knocking. To her surprise it was unlocked, so she hesitantly opened the door, trying to make sure she wouldn't make a sound.

She looked around the darkroom and saw the bathroom light on, the sound of running water reached her ears. She sighs in relief and decides to wait until he steps out of the bathroom.

She started looking around his quaint room, it's the same as hers, just filled with more masculine things. She assumed that every talon member has the same type of bedroom. Of course, it was modern, the walls were a creamy color, the floors are dark wood, a queen-sized bed in the middle, and two nightstands on each side.

One nightstand has a simple black lamp on it, while the other has nothing except for a binder with information about their next mission. She sighs and lays down on his bed.

She shuts her eyes a bit, enjoying his comfortable bed. She inhales his scent and hums in approval, already snuggling into the bed. She started feeling herself drift away before the door to the restroom opened.

Reaper stepped out of his bathroom and yawned in exhaustion. He ran one hand through his wet hair and walked towards his closet. He opened up his closet door and grabbed a white t-shirt and sweats.

He heard a soft moan and immediately turned around in confusion. There on his bed was Amelie, he furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. He laid his clothing on his nightstand and laid his hand softly on Amelie's cheek.

Even if she was just in her robe, he tried his best to respect her and not check her out. He lightly grazed her cheek, "Widow wake up." He said softly. She lightly stirred awake, "Did I fall asleep, chéri?" She asked, confused.

He just let a light laugh escape from his throat, "Yes you did, did you need something?" He asked concerned. Amelie raised her hand to lay on his cheek. She felt his light stubble against the palm of her hand.

"Yes, I do need something; you." She lightly pulled him in and kissed him softly on the lips.  She felt him tense up a bit but then relaxed into her kiss. She was surprised he accepted her approach.