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Sneaking Around

"Are you sure we're not going to get caught?" I whispered.

"Nah, we should be fine," Odessa said, kissing my neck lightly. "Besides, it's not like anyone needs us right now."

"But what if someone sees us."

"Y/N," Odessa picked her head up. "It's two in the mornin'. You were the one to come to my bunk to talk to me. Thankfully both Kiriko and I were awake. So ya shouldn't be worried."

"I know, but," I let out a breathy sigh as she continued to kiss at my neck.

We tried to keep out relationship subtle, but there were a few people who picked up on it. Especially Kiriko and Fareeha, since Kiriko bunks with Odessa and I bunk with Fareeha. Angela also knows since I visit Odessa a lot whenever she's in the infirmary. I don't think word has gotten out yet that Odessa and I are a thing. Which I don't think people would find all that surprising. I mean, have you seen her? Tall glass of water am I right? But it's also slightly forbidden to be in a relationship here in Overwatch. Not that they're against anyone having relationships, but everyone tries to be professional with one another to avoid favoritism and other biases. But it wouldn't even matter since I am not on Odessa's team. And it's not like I have a higher position of power. But there was still that line we shouldn't cross and we were crossing it.

"D-Dez," I breathed out, her hands sliding down my waist and running underneath my night shirt.

"Too bad we can't have fun in our bunks," Odessa whispered against my neck, planting more kisses to my skin. "I really want to give ya a good time, Y/N. Show ya how a Queen has fun."

"I-I'd want nothing more than that," I swallowed down a moan as her hands groped at my chest harshly.

Picking her head up, our lips were right about to touch when the alarm went off. Both of us sighed as we knew there was an emergency nearby. Removing her hands from underneath my shirt, she stepped away from me.

"I'll see ya later," she said, pecking my cheek.

"Bye, Dez," I said, walking in the opposite direction.

Reaching my bunk, Fareeha was already getting into uniform. Seeing me come in, she smirked.

"Did you get interrupted?"

"Yes," I sighed, changing into my uniform.

"One day, someone is going to find out, Y/N."

"I know."

"They already know of my relationship with Angela."

"Does is affect the dynamic in here?"

"Not really. She tries not to play favorites when it comes to healing and supporting others. I'm usually the last one she looks at if I am not too heavily injured. She mostly goes to the ones who need immediate medical attention."

"Understandable."

"But we're not on a team together and we rarely see each other outside of working. The only time we get to have with one another is when I am injured or we have lunch together. We still try to keep it professional."

"I'm trying, Fareeha. But you know how Odessa gets."

"Handsy."

"Her love language is physical touch. I can't help that."

"It's kind of cute if you ask me."

"Cute?"

"Yeah. She's this hulking woman who can literally kill someone with one look. Meanwhile, she has her arms wrapped around your waist, holding you tightly against her. Either that or holding your hand whenever she thinks someone isn't looking. Or cuddling with you on the plane ride out to missions. With how much she is constantly touching you, not in that way, I don't understand why more people haven't caught on."