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Sova recently gained an injury on a..less than successful mission with Kingdom. It was a minor one, there was no need to worry about his life. However, it left him out of the action for at least two weeks. You, being more of a "behind the scenes" person than a fighter, kept Sova company. So far one week had passed and you two became closer than before. You and Sova were always friends, but now with you occasionally tending to his injury and always keeping his spirits high, you two got even closer.

It was the start of his second week in recovery when you had decided to teach Sova all about the classic Nintendo video games. Considering he never got free time and whenever he did, he was busy tinkering with his bow, you thought that this would be the perfect opportunity to help him relax. You had gone over the classic Mario games and were about to start on the first Zelda game when you two decided to take a break for lunch. You had been cooking for the both of you but today Sova wanted to go out; he would pay, of course, he never let you or anyone else pay for that matter. You were zipping up your boots and Sova was putting on his jacket when he asked...

"любовь, where's your favorite place to dine?" Recently, he's adopted that nickname for you. You had no clue what it meant, and he wouldn't tell you. He did, however, reassure you that it was something very positive and he smiles each time he calls you that. So, that was good enough for you. For now.

"Sov, I've already told you that we can eat wherever you want. You're paying for it after all!" You smiled up at him before standing. He had asked you that multiple times already, clearly not backing down.

"I know that, but I want you to enjoy it as well." Sova opened the door for you, gesturing for you to walk through with his other hand. You did so, while shaking your head playfully.

"As long as I'm with you, I'll enjoy it." It was a bit more forward than you intended but you still meant it. You could've sworn you saw Sova's pale face go a bit pink, but you shrugged it off. After a few minutes of silence, with Sova realizing you truly didn't care where the two of you went, you had arrived in the busy downtown. It was cold out, as it was right in the middle of December. It wasn't snowing yet, however yesterday's snow was still all over the place: the ground, buildings, cars. Wherever it could get, the snow was there. You were shivering slightly, despite the hat, gloves, and jacket that Sova insisted you wore. You didn't do so well in the cold, Sova was the complete opposite. Sova glanced at you, frowning seeing your nose slightly red.

"Are you okay, любовь?" He inquired, taking off one of his gloves and cupping your cheek. He was feeling how cold your face was. You couldn't help but flush from the action, avoiding his piercing eyes. Sova just frowned more, rubbing your cheek gently with his warm fingers. "We should get you inside, Y/N. You're freezing."

You gently shook your head, not wanting the feeling of his rough skin on yours to go away. Instead you smiled unsurely. It was true; you were freezing, however you didn't want to go anywhere Sova didn't want. "I'll be alright, don't worry about me." He merely scoffed lightly and grabbed your hand, pulling you into the nearest restaurant. Which actually wasn't a restaurant at all. Instead, it was a small café. You relaxed at feeling the warmth from the heating system. You felt a lot better already. Sova smiled seeing you relax, gently letting go of your hand once more. You had to hold in a frown at that action, wanting his touch once more. You had a hard time admitting it to yourself, but you had grown a small crush on the Russian man standing next to you. You had tried to convince yourself that it wouldn't become anything more than a stupid heat-of-the-moment thing, but his caring and protective nature just made you fall deeper and deeper into his spell.

"Y/N!" Sova called, already sitting down at a table. You shook off your thoughts, making your way to your seat across from him. "Lean forward." He said, providing no other explanation. You were taken aback, raising your eyebrow.

"Excuse me? Why?" You replied, not moving. You took your gloves off and set them on the table, seeing Sova abandon his.

"I wanna feel you." Sova remarked, not seeing anything wrong with that sentence. You, however, having read many a fanfiction choked at that statement. Your mind immediately went to a different place, and your face flushed once more. However, this time it was bad enough that it spread to your ears. Sova, not realizing the implications he provided, tilted his head slightly. "любовь, why is your face red? Are you alright?"

After you calmed down your thoughts, you nodded your head a bit. "I-I'm fine Sov...here." You leaned forward a bit, not bothering to ask for more explanation. He smiled softly and gently stuck his hand out, feeling your forehead and then your cheeks. Without fail, you flushed once more. However this time, you managed to look Sova in the eyes. As he cupped your cheek, the two of you made eye-contact.

"You feel much warmer now, Y/N. I'm glad." After a quick second of you two staring at each other he brought his hand back down. Sova then looked around a bit before standing up. "милый, what do you want to drink and eat? Like I said before, I'm paying." You tilted your head slightly at the new nickname.

"That ones new...what does it mean?" You asked, ignoring his own question for a second. "And hot chocolate and a bagel please," Then you responded. You could see his blue eye gleam for a second before he smirked. That smirk that made your knees weak.

"Darling." He said blatantly before walking off to get in line, leaving your face red once again. You shook your head. He didn't just say that, right? Surely you must just be imagining things. Still, you couldn't get the way he said that out of your mind. Darling. And he was saying that to you! Unfortunately, this train of thought was interrupted.

"любовь! Whipped cream or no?" Sova asked, looking over at you from the line. You nodded your head shyly, embarrassed by your own thoughts. Sova also nodded in response and turned back to the cashier. You were easily brought back into your thoughts though. Why did he call you darling? Was it just a friendly term in Russia? Or...did he...No, he couldn't. You weren't brave enough or 'cool' enough for him to share the feelings you have for him. Or so you thought.

"He keeps making my head spin..." You mumbled, looking down at the table, running your hands through your hair. Unbeknownst to you, a certain tall Russian archer was staring at you, wishing he was the one running his hands through your hair. He cleared his throat once he made it to the table, setting your hot chocolate and already cream-cheese filled bagel down in front of you. This took you out of your thoughts and you looked up. Smiling, you said, "Thank you, Sov." He smiled back, with a slight nod of his head. He went back to his side of the table, setting down his cup of coffee.

"Of course Y/N, anything you want I shall get you." He laughed afterwards, but you couldn't help the faint blush that formed on your face. Sova took a long sip of his coffee, and you looked down at your bagel.

"Did you spread the cream cheese for me?" You asked, looking back up at Sova. It seemed his pale skin went faintly pink, just like earlier. You were surprised by this, because you really thought he didn't share any feelings. Maybe it was just a fluke...

Sova finished sipping his coffee and shyly nodded his head. "I did, милый. I hope you don't mind." He awkwardly scratched the back of his neck, avoiding your eyes. You felt your body heat up. There that word was again. Darling. You avoided looking at Sova as much as he did looking at you. 

"I-It's fine, I really appreciate it." Still, you smiled as some form of thanks. The two of you finished your drinks, laughing occasionally at some joke one of you made. It was nice, escaping the cold and enjoying some quality time. It almost, felt like a date? No, you were just making things up. After you finished and put your gloves on, Sova stood up. He extended his arm for you to take, smiling. 

"Shall we?" He asked and you took his arm, nodding your head. 

"We shall." You two started walking out of the café like some Victorian couple, until Sova suddenly stopped. He looked up and a smirk slowly made it's way to his lips. You tilted your head and looked up as well, raising an eyebrow. 

Sova spoke up after a minute. "омела...Mistletoe." He looked back to you, smirking and gently cupping your cheek in his gloved hand. "May I kiss you, любовь?" He asked in a soft voice, looking into your eyes. 

Needless to say, you were in shock. The moment you've been dreaming of is finally happening and you stared at the other's lips. "W-Why?" You asked, biting your lip.

Sova tilted his head and chuckled nervously. "Why? What do you mean, why? I want to kiss you, and we're under mistletoe. I thought..that's what happens?" He asked, seemingly just as confused as you. 

You avoided looking at Sova, afraid he was just doing this because of some tradition. "I-If you don't wanna kiss someone, you don't have to even when under mistletoe." You explained, a little disappointed that he might not actually want to kiss you. 

Sova chuckled softly and shook his head. "I do, I do want to kiss you." He gently stroked his thumb against the softness of your cheek. "I have, for a while I must confess. But I was afraid of coming on too strong." 

You raised an eyebrow, a bit amused that he was afraid of coming on too strong. "And calling me darling isn't too strong?" 

That earned another chuckle out of the Russian man standing before you. Luckily, nobody came in or out while the two of you were having this moment. Talk about buzz kill. He shrugged, "Friends can do that, right? I hear people say it all the time, I figured it was subtle." 

You shook your head with a smile and gently flicked Sova's forehead. "Sov, no. It makes me flustered every time, you think I took it as something friendly?" You asked. "But then you just treat me as a friend so.." You trailed off. 

"I suppose so..But I don't see you as just a friend. You're someone who I want to love. When the Earth turns into a frozen wasteland, I want it to be you who's by my side." He smiled. "So, let me ask you again. May I kiss you, любовь?" 

You just nodded your head, going on your tip-toes in order to reach Sova's lips. He gently connected your lips to his, being so gentle and soft with his motions. All of the butterflies in your stomach exploded and you melted into Sova's hands. One arm of his moved to the top part of your waist and you could tell he was smiling in the kiss. It was truly a magical moment between the two of you. After what felt like a glorious eternity, Sova pulled away. 

"You're a very good kisser, милый." He smirked softly. "I should've asked sooner, if I was to experience heaven without ever dying." He flirted, followed by a soft chuckle. 

Your face, naturally, flushed and you avoided eye contact. You let out a nervous chuckle, and your heart was beating a million miles an hour. "Let's just leave before we block someone's way out, okay?" You said, opening the door and walking out with Sova following you, snickering under his breath. He grabbed your hand and held it, smiling. 

"Does this mean you'll be my date to the Christmas party?" He asked, squeezing your hand gently. "If so, what color do you want to show up in? Brimstone told me that all the couples are gonna show up in matching colors."

You pretended to think about it, tapping your finger against your chin comically before breaking cover and laughing. "Yes of course I'll go with you! And what about green? It's my favorite color." You smiled. 

Sova nodded his head. "Green..okay, I'll have to remember that. But thank you for going with me." He brought the back of your hand up to his lips and kissed the back of it even if you were wearing gloves. 

"Of course, who else would I go with? After all, you're the first one to make out with me in a café. Yoru was a close second." You joked, shrugging nonchalantly. 

Sova rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed by your joke. "Yoru? What did the 'oh-so-great shadow walker' try on you? Makes sense he didn't have the balls to kiss you though, he's nothing more than a трусливый." He scoffed, mumbling what you assumed were curses in Russian. 

You playfully ruffled Sova's hair, standing on your tip-toes as you did so. "Oh hush, he didn't do anything. I was just messing with you. You're the only one to have kissed me out of the group." You reassured him. "And I hope it stays that way." You smiled. 

Sova seemed to regain his confidence with your reassurance. "Of course it will! I've just caught the prized prey, I'm not letting you go until I take my last breath." He smiled back, giving your hand another gentle squeeze. 

You raised an eyebrow. "I'm your prey, huh? I always knew you had a primal kink." You joked, laughing softly.

Sova merely smirked and hummed softly. "Oh, you have no idea little one."

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As the aircraft was slowly making its approach to the ground, you grew more and more nervous. Biting your fingernails, you glanced around at the heroes who you happened to befriend. There was Zenyatta, you and him didn't talk much but he seemed very calm and collected in battle. Then Mercy, or Angela as she was most commonly called, was always a wonderful person to talk to however whenever she was treating a patient you knew to never disturb her. Next there was McCree, he had a much more "rough n' tough" exterior but whenever you guys were off duty he was a bit of a charmer, though you never fell for it. Orisa followed you around a lot, mostly because she was programmed to protect others but she also genuinely enjoyed your company, or at least, you thought it was genuine. It's hard to tell with robots.

Now there was Sigma, a bit of a newer addition to the crew but he was a strong fighter and an interesting person to be around. Despite his seemingly split personalities, you two have managed to have very pleasant conversations when everyone else is asleep. Finally..Genji. Genji was the hero everyone strived to be, or that's how you saw him. He was fun and goofy whenever you guys were off the job yet calculated and passionate when in the midst of a fight, but one trait persisted on and off the battlefield: his flirty-ness. McCree was a charmer, more "old fashioned" in his wits but Genji was a lot more audacious and up-front in his advances. Unfortunately, time doesn't stop for your daydreams so by the time you got to thinking about Genji the aircraft came to a particularly rough landing, jostling you around where you so happen to fall onto none other than: the cyborg ninja himself. It took you a second to fully realize what happened, as you were so busy in thought you disconnected from the outside world. That was, until you heard Genji's robotic yet endearing voice emit from behind the mask.

"Y/N, I know you're falling for me but you don't have to be so literal about it~" He teased, holding you up so you wouldn't hit the floor. Your face went hot, you still haven't quite gotten used to his banter yet. You quickly stood up properly, removing your arms from his hands. He chuckled spotting your reaction, he had a habit of doing that. "Relax Y/N, you know I'm just teasing."

That was true, but you still couldn't help but wonder..'No, now is not the time Y/N, you're about to go into battle for f×cks sake.' You put on a smile, shaking your head lightly in a playful manner. "Really Genji? Do you ever stop?"

"No Y/N, no he does not." The cowboy spoke up, chuckling lightly as he flicked his cigar, sending light sparks on the floor. "He won't stop talking 'bout ya eithe-"

"Jesse! What did I tell you about the smoking?!" Angela spoke up, quite literally a guardian angel in this moment as she distracted McCree from spilling all of Genji's secrets. The two went on to bicker, however the aircraft broke out in silence when the doors started to open slowly. You took a deep breath, knowing that this could possibly be your last mission. Though this was the case with every mission. Hanamura...Where Genji grew up. It was truly beautiful. Y'know..despite the smoke and fire from a battle that seemingly had already begun. After another deep breath, you and your team jumped off the aircraft. As you jumped, you looked over and made eye contact with Genji. He seemed to smile, giving you a thumbs up for good luck.

You were grateful your team was victorious. You were terrified of what could go wrong, of the people they could harm. Luckily, everybody was safe. Well, everybody but you. Currently, you were buried underneath the rubble, a wound on your head and you were 90% sure you broke your foot or perhaps your whole leg. You had tried calling out for your teammates, but the oxygen was getting thin. You weren't even panicking, because you knew your team had won the battle. That's all that mattered. That everyone else was safe. You closed your eyes, blood dripping down from the wound in your head. You let out a sigh, and everything stopped. Things went black, you felt numb. You were sure this was it. Until you heard a voice that was all too familiar.

"Y/N!!" The cyborg ran towards you in full distress. Fighting the calming blackness that over took you, you opened your eyes.

After coughing, you called out. "Genji...I-I'm here.." It was soft, and you weren't even sure if he could hear you. Hearing how panicked Genji was, was enough reason for you to keep fighting. He ran over to you, his enhanced robot hearing helping him greatly.

"Y/N!" He called out once more. "Y/N I'm here." He kept muttering random words, thanking the heavens you were alive, saying how stupid you were to go on your own, and then scolding himself because he was just so happy you were still here. He did all that as he moved the rubble off of you with ease. Genji relaxed greatly when he finally saw your face. Gently, he picked you up. You shuddered a bit against the cold metallic suit but quickly relaxed, your strength being all gone. "You're safe, Y/N. I promise, nothing bad will happen to you again." You nodded your head gently before closing your eyes once more, grateful for your savior.

When you finally awoke, the hiss of metal disconnecting was the first thing you heard. You stirred a little as you slowly gained back all your senses. You were laying on some kind of bed, and you were holding someone's hand. You could immediately tell who's it was though, the metallic fingers gently caressing your knuckles. You couldn't help the smile that etched on your face. You also felt some tubes run through your arm. 'Must be an IV..' Regarding your leg, it already had a cast on it and was elevated. Angela must have cared for you. After a moment, slowly, you opened your eyes while turning to look at Genji. You were a bit surprised though, when you saw he had taken his mask off. His face was scar ridden, but that never made him less attractive to you. Really you only saw him like this when he was injured, or sleeping. He was looking down, tears in his eyes. You tried reaching your other hand out to cup his face but he was a bit too far away. "Genji..C'mere.." You said softly. He immediately shot up, looking at you. The tears finally fell and he squeezed your hand.

"Y/N!! You're okay!" He smiled, tears still coming down. He leaned forward, planting a gentle kiss to your hand that he was holding. The action made you flush, yet you continued to look at the ninja in front of you. You gently cupped his face in your other hand. You couldn't tell if it was because you were weak or if you had just grown more confident, but you weren't as shy as normal. "Y/N, I am so so so sorry for letting anything bad happen to you. I promise I'll protect you now, with all my being." You smiled sadly, you didn't like the fact that Genji blamed himself and yet you were grateful for his future protection.

"Genji, none of this is your fault. I wandered off on my own, it's alright. I'm safe now with you." You rubbed your thumb softly against his rough cheek. He kissed the side of your hand that was cupping his face, and yet again you flushed. He's never done anything like that; he's never kissed any part of you before. So, a part of you couldn't help but wonder why he did it. Was it just from a place of protectiveness? Or did he truly have feelings for you? "What's important is that everyone else is safe, we saved the city." You spoke up after a moment.

The cyborg merely chuckled weakly, giving your hand yet another kiss. "Y/N, I would let a thousand cities burn to the ground as long as you were safe." He smiled softly, looking at your flustered face. "Sure it's great that we saved everyone...But if you weren't okay, I couldn't live with myself." He explained, but it seemed like he was holding himself back from...what? His cold knuckles rubbed against yours, giving you butterflies.

You smiled as well, and squeezed Genji's hand softly. "Hey..Don't worry about that." You coughed, your torso raising from the bed with the movement. The cyborg's face immediately filled with worry. "I'm safe, you're safe..the people are safe." You reassured him, laying back against the slightly elevated hospital bed.

"Yes but-" He started, but then sooner than he had started, gave up. He shook his head, and with his free hand grabbed the missing part to his helmet. "Get some rest, Y/N. I'll be back, I have some paperwork Jack needs me to fill."

I roll my eyes at the mention, but understand regardless. "Go ahead, I know how strict he can be." You gave a weak chuckle and the ninja before you slowly let go of your hand, as if it pained him to do so. You closed your eyes, falling asleep to the soft hiss of Genji's metallic helmet connecting.

After an hour or so, you woke up to the sound of the door opening. "Genji? Is that you?" You called out quietly, head still feeling groggy from your nap. You heard a feminine laugh, and immediately recognized it as Angela's. You slowly opened your eyes and watched as she put her rubber gloves on.

"Sorry to disappoint, but no, it's not Genji. Just your resident doctor." She smiled, walking over the to monitor you were connected to, looking it over.

You blushed lightly and shook your head. "I didn't mean to look disappointed, he just...said he'll be back." You said, feeling a bit stupid for expecting him to be back this soon. "He's probably busy still.." You mumbled, trying to make yourself feel better.

Angela looked down on you and checked your head wound, smiling softly. "Don't worry Y/N, he'll be back. Jack is..upset that he ran off to find you." You tilted your head a bit. "No- No don't do that please, I need to make sure your wound isn't infected." You moved your head back, but still had many questions.

"I don't understand, why would Jack be upset at that? Doesn't he always want to save as many people as possible?" You asked, confused. You saw Angela take a deep breath out of the corner of your eye before she seemingly made up her mind.

"When we couldn't find you, we all assumed you were dead. We were given direct orders to report straight back, as there was word that there was an emergency somewhere else. Luckily some other agents were free so they got there in time, but Genji insisted on staying and looking for you. We were all heartbroken, really, but Genji...He really didn't seem like he'd live without you." She confessed, turning back to her counter with medical supplies. "Young love, right?" She joked, trying to lighten the mood.

You were stunned, and didn't say a word. 'Young love?' You thought. 'Does he..really care about me like that?' You asked yourself, thinking it was way too good to be true. But how could you ignore the obvious signs any longer? As you were overthinking your crush on the cyborg, Angela had some good news.

"You should be able to leave tomorrow. Of course you won't be able to walk, and you can't go on any missions with us, but you won't be confined to this 'hospital' for long." She smiled. "Genji has already volunteered to be your personal nurse, seems to think he can do a better job than me, but I'm sure you'll be fine on your own. We all know you're a fighter, Y/N."

You thanked her and appreciated the compliments, but you were obviously preoccupied. By mere coincidence, someone knocked on the door about five minutes after Angela knocked. "Come in!" You called, flicking through the channels of the T.V in the room. Genji emerged from the door, holding a small bouquet of flowers. You smiled seeing him, along with the nice gift. "Aww Genji, you didn't have to." You said.

His robotic chuckle emerged from the mask, and he closed the door behind him. "I've wanted to give them to you for a while, actually. So yes, it was very necessary." You couldn't see him, but from his tone of voice you can tell that he smiled. He sat back down on the chair next to your bed, putting the flowers on a nearby table. You two sat in silence for a bit before you spoke up.

"Genji..You've been really sweet to me today. First with saving me-" You started.

"Technically that was yesterday." He chimed in.

You rolled your eyes with a smile. "Oh hush, you know what I mean. What I'm trying to say- Or ask, rather is...Do you..have feelings for me? Maybe I'm reading this all wrong but you kept kissing my hands and got me flowers and-" You started going on a nervous ramble, hoping that something made sense and if you were wrong Genji didn't hate you. You were so nervous, in fact, that you didn't hear his helmet disconnect. In a moment's notice, Genji was mere inches from your face.

He smiled, and nodded his head. One of his hands grabbed your own, while the other tucked your hair behind your ear. "Of course I do, Y/N. How could I not? I really do care for you, and want to have a relationship with you." He kissed your forehead softly. "I'm sorry I waited this long to tell you, I just didn't want to ruin things. I thought maybe you had someone else.."

At that you chuckled, and shook your head. "No, Genji, nobody else. Nobody else but you." You leaned your face closer to the other, neither of you connecting your lips yet.

"May I kiss you?" Genji asked, voice a whisper as if he's scared that he'll ruin the mood.

"Of course you may." You answered, and just melted feeling Genji's lips on yours. There were a few scars around his mouth, but you knew that and it felt surprisingly nice. It was like a perfect moment, one that the two of you were dreaming about forever. After a moment you pulled away, wrapping your arms around Genji. "I love you, so much Genji.." You admitted with the biggest smile on your face.

"I love you too, Y/N." He said, with an equally big smile on his face.

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"It's your undress rehearsal so take your clothes off, show me how you show off."

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The day of the annual Valorant Christmas party finally came around. You and Sova were officially together and didn't bother hiding it around the compound, but the party would be a nice opportunity to announce it to everyone. It was around an hour or so until the party and you and Sova were both getting ready together. Sova was wearing a black suit with a dark green dress shirt underneath. His hair was slicked back into a manbun and he was wearing some black dress shoes. You had taken your sweet time to admire him, but now it was your turn to get dressed. Sova picked out your outfit, actually, since you picked the color you two wore. It was a floor-length green dress, adored with sparkles on every square inch. It had a slit on the left side, going all the way up to your mid-thigh. You couldn't quite get the zipper in the back zipped up all the way, but were embarrassed to walk out and ask Sova to do it for you. The dress hugged all your curves, including your stomach. You knew you were chubby, and most of the time that didn't bother you one bit. However, self-love is an ongoing process and everyone has their moments of doubt. This was one of your moments.

"Lyubov(love)! Are you okay in there?" Sova asked, knocking on the bathroom door where you were staring at your reflection in the mirror. "Does the dress fit?"

You stood there silent for a minute before sighing and giving up. You turned around and opened the bathroom door, using one arm to hug your stomach while avoiding looking at Sova. "I can't get the zipper up.." You confessed.

Sova stared at you, jaw agape. His eyes slowly looked you up and down, before he grabbed your chin and made your eyes meet his. You could see the fire in them, and stood there like a deer stuck in headlights. Unable to look away, you felt helpless to the Russian's movements. He was star-struck, opening and closing his mouth repeatedly to say something, his brain unable to comprehend how you look in that dress. After a moment of what appeared to be a silent tug-of-war, he aggressively slammed his lips against yours, startling you. You fell back into the bathroom, being pinned against the counter as Sova didn't light up. He was mumbling Russian under his breath, and you assumed it was a mix of praises and dirty words that would even make a sailor blush. His lips attacked yours, his hands roaming your body in sporadic movements.

Your face flushed deeply as his hands squeezed every place you're insecure, including your quite plump rear-end. You tried your best to return his energy, however he was literally taking your breath away with every movement. You gasped for air in between the heavy kisses, tugging and gripping at Sova's biceps, pulling the fabric of his suit every which way. Letting out a heavy, and conflicted groan, Sova reached his arms around the back of your torso and zipped your dress for you. "Simpatichnyy mal'chik(pretty boy)~" He spoke slowly, making sure you heard every dirty syllable, and smirked, pulling away from your lips. After leaving you a heavy breathing, flustered mess, he spoke up again. "There, that's better. Right?"

All you could do was nod your head, still trying to process what just happened. You looked up at Sova, face bright red. "What..was all that for?" You asked after catching your breath.

He kept that devilish smirk on his face. "You were all over me when I put the suit on, now I'm all over you in that dress. It makes you look so fucking sexy, lyubimyy(pet)." He ran a hand down your body. "So pretty~" He murmured. "It hugs all your beautiful curves, I can't decide whether I want to admire them in it, or tear that thing off and grip them as I make you scream." He teased, eyeing you up and down like a wild animal. You didn't say a thing, looking up at the Russian. Half of you wanted the latter option...

Okay, more than half.

Your face flushed, and Sova was quick to notice. He raised an eyebrow and moved his hand up your body, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "You want that, baby boy?" Oh how that title made your knees weak. Your brain ran wild, and you wanted nothing more than to say yes.

And you did. "Yes, please. Please, I want it, I want it so badly." You said, very desperately and you swear you saw something break in Sova. His eyes darkened and the horny side of you swears he growled, and you couldn't help but whimper hearing it.

Then, you unfortunately remembered the party. As your boyfriend's hand ran up your leg you shook your head. "Wait- The party, we can't." You internally groaned, and checked the time on your phone that was left discarded on the bathroom counter. You handed it to the Russian standing in your personal space bubble. "It starts in fifteen minutes." You pointed out with a slight pout.

Sova groaned and handed your phone back to him. "You can't just beg for me and then say we have to leave in fifteen minutes. You're giving your man false hope here." He joked with a grin, showing he wasn't really upset. At least, not externally. He slowly brought his hand up from your thigh, twirling your hair on his finger. "Such a shame too...I was going to brosit' tebya na krovat' i zanimat'sya s toboy lyubov'yu vsyu noch', kak ya znayu, tebe nravitsya(throw you on the bed and make love to you all night the way I know you like)." He faked a pout, making a cooing sound of disappointment.

You blushed, groaning and dragging a hand across your face. "You know I don't understand Russian~" You whined, playfully glaring at the man in front of you. "I wanna know what you were going to do to me.." You shyly admit, giving Sova "those" eyes that ensured you would get your way.

Or so you thought.

He merely chuckled and gave your forehead a soft kiss. "How about you wait and find out, sweetheart? If you can be patient like a good boy, I promise I'll do that and a whole bunch more." Sova offered, taking hold of your hand and giving it a soft squeeze. "You do wanna be a good boy for me, right?" He asked, kissing in between all of your knuckles.

Your knees went weak, both with how sweet Sova was being and him calling you a good boy. You nodded your head, squeezing his hand gently. "I-I do..." You agreed, your mind wandering to many different places. You rested against the counter, getting a bit lost in your daydreams. Sova seemed to notice you spacing out, so he trapped you against the corner once more. His smooth, slender fingers found their way in your hair, twirling some strands around. You could tell he was smirking and eyeing you up like a piece of meat, even if you avoided his gaze. If you met his eye, there was no way the two of you were going to make it to the party. He started kissing your temple gently, though no matter how gentle he was you could tell that wasn’t his intention. With one hand still in your hair, his other rested perfectly on your waist, pulling your lower half towards him. You gasped as you felt Sova’s lips make their way to your earlobe, leaving fluttering kisses. You couldn’t help but close your eyes, tilting your head back ever so slightly. You could feel him smirk against your head, his hand tightening on your waist.

“I’m not so sure you really want to go to that party after all, milyy(dear).” He whispered, his hot breath making your skin heat up even more than it already was. You instinctively wrapped a leg around the Russian, pulling his body even closer to yours. He chuckled under his breath. “See? You’re proving my point with how eager you are~” At this point you weren’t sure if you could say anything without begging him to fuck you so you dared not open your mouth. You didn’t care about the party itself anymore, mainly just the obligation the pair of you made to all the other agents. Or even worse…what if someone wonders where the two of you were and knocked on your door as Sova was having his way with you? His hand slid up the thigh slit in your dress as you were thinking, and he groaned softly against you once he realized what you had done.

“It’s like you were hoping to get me riled up.” Sova commented, feeling your bare skin under your dress. He tsked gently, moving his lips from your ear to your neck. “No underwear, for a Christmas party? I’m not quite sure Santa would approve.” He chuckled at his own joke, while you shot him a disapproving yet playful glare.

“Oh c’mon, it’s not like I wanted Santa to bend me over and fuck me like there’s no tomorrow.” You responded with a breathy chuckle, running your hands up Sova’s back. Though, to your dismay, he pulled away slightly. Your body sunk back in disappointment, looking up at the man in front of you. “What’s wrong?” You ask, assuming something wasn’t right. But Sova was quick to smirk, assuring you that everything was alright.

“Oh nothing at all baby, I just want to savor you admitting how you want me to enjoy you all night long.” He teased, his hand moving down from your hair to your dress zipper. He slowly pulled it down, the fabric loosening its grip on your body.

You chuckled again at his statement. “What? Did I not make it obvious when I begged you earlier?” You asked, raising an eyebrow. You shimmied your arms slightly, helping the fabric fall off your shoulders.

So much for going to the party.

Sova hummed softly, taking his sweet time with undressing you. He tilted his head to the side slightly, a gesture he did when he agreed with you. “You do have a point, krolik~” You shivered slightly, both from your body being exposed to the cool air of the bathroom and with that name. You didn’t speak Russian but you at least knew what that name meant; bunny. And oh how that nickname made you crazy. You weren’t extremely kinky, but some of the best sex between you two happened when Sova let his hunter instincts take over.

“I know I do.” You said with a smug grin, gasping softly when you felt Sova’s lips kiss your skin. His head was nestled in your neck, and you could feel his hands slowly pull down the rest of your dress, fully exposing you now. You hung your head back slightly, allowing Sova to kiss your neck to his heart's content. Sova groaned softly as he continued his work, feeling up your body with his hands.

“God you’re beautiful.” He muttered in between kisses, and you could feel his bulge brush against your leg as he grabbed it, lifting it up onto the counter. You complied, but really you were so far under his spell you’d do just about anything if he asked. His hand found its way in between your legs, teasingly making its way to your cock. You whined softly as Sova continued to attack your neck, leaving love bites to let everyone know what you two were up to, growing needier by the second. “Relax krolik, you’ll get my cock soon enough.” Sova assured you, pulling away from your neck.

“Please.” Was the only word you could get out before a moan escaped your throat as you felt the taller male’s hand wrapped around your erection. You gripped Sova’s biceps, spreading your legs wider as an invitation for him to continue pleasuring you. His strokes were slow and steady, making sure to feel up your entire length. You started pulling at Sova’s suit jacket, trying to tear it off and feel his skin.

Sova couldn’t help but chuckle at your desperation, speeding up his hand and rubbing the tip of your dick softly. “I told you to relax~” He teased, though he did his best to take his jacket off with one hand. You were more than eager to help and much like your dress, his jacket was on the floor. You whined, forgetting it was a long sleeve shirt he was wearing underneath.

“It isn’t fair…” You complained in between moans and heavy breaths. “I-I got undressed so quickly, why did you put on so many layers?” Your voice was breathless and you hung your head back from the pleasure. Your legs were shaking slightly already, but you chalked it up to all the foreplay beforehand. He softly caressed your cheek with his free hand, speeding up his strokes with his other once again. “Sova!” You moaned out, moving to grip the counter.

“Cum for me, krolik.” He commanded, not leaving any room for argument. “Cum for me, and I’ll undress completely for you.” Well now that there’s an offer on the table, you really can’t refuse. He started using both hands, making sure every inch of your cock gets an insane amount of pleasure from his skilled and gentle hands. All you can do is nod your head, your mouth too occupied with echoing sounds of pleasure. You felt yourself spill all over Sova’s hands, and you moaned his name a bit too loudly. Your hands were gripping the countertop as you spasmed slightly against it. No matter how many times he made you orgasm, it always seemed to make you melt completely. “Good boy~” He praised, slowing his hands to a stop before savoring your juices and groaning at the taste. “God I wanna savor you all day.” He commented, licking his fingers clean. You stayed limp against the counter, finally looking at Sova through dazed eyes. Your legs stayed wide open for him and you took this moment to catch your breath. You’re gonna need it for what he has in store.

“S-Sova…” You got out weakly, gesturing for him to get closer to you. He obliged, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. You shivered from the action and kissed him hard. He moaned in surprise as your tongue attacked his mouth and you started to unbutton his shirt. He was going to make good on his promise and you were going to make sure of it. He wrapped his arms around you and you could tell he was getting ready to pick you up. You whined, unable to fully take his shirt off now but you felt his exposed abs and chest with your hands, wrapping your legs around his torso. Sova pulled away much to your displeasure, but he did have to see where he was walking. He carried you to the bed and you started grinding your hips against his in need.

“Shh krolik, I know~” He cooed, moaning softly as he laid you on your back. He shimmied his shirt off before undoing his belt. Your eyes immediately darted towards his crotch and you might have even drooled a little bit. You propped yourself on your elbows for a better look and Sova chuckled softly, removing his pants and boxers. “Like what you see?” He teased, fully bare before you now.

“Oh you know I do.” You said, smiling. He was the most beautiful man you had ever seen, his pale skin glistened slightly and his defined muscles were stronger than you could imagine. His blonde hair, now undone from the nice updo, sat upon his shoulders like some sort of Russian war general. It was rugged, and yet well maintained. “You’re so hot.” Though your cheeks were red as he crawled over you, like a predator ready to feast upon his prey.

Sova’s smirk cut through you like a knife and it set your cock on fire. “Oh yeah? Well you’re so fucking sexy, I can’t wait to ram my cock up your tight ass.”

“Ooo do you kiss your babushka with that mouth?” You teased, spreading your legs for the millionth time that evening.

He laughed, gently pulling you up and flipping you over. You instantly knew what he wanted, and got on your hands and knees. It was a favorite position of his, and you felt as if he was able to get deeper inside you this way. “I do, but I also kiss my krolik and I know he loves it when I talk dirty to him.” You felt him reach over to the nightstand and open the drawer. He grabbed the bottle of lube you two kept in there. “We’re gonna need more soon.” He commented, before you heard the squelching sound of it being poured onto his fingers.

“Mmm I just can’t get enough of your cock.” You moaned softly, arching your back in anticipation for Sova’s fingers. You closed your eyes as you felt the coldness poking at your exposed hole, the lube covering it to help make the insertion easier.
"Is that right krolik?" Sova asked while carefully pushing his fingers inside your hole. You nodded your head, words cut off by a moan. You felt two of his long, slender fingers pop their away inside you and thinking just got more difficult from here.

"Yes, I-it is-" Your sentence was cut off shortly by your own moans, as his fingers worked deeper into your ass. It was as if he did this for a living. Though you were sure his skills as an archer helped train his fingers to be a master at their craft. You felt a stinging sensation on your ass, moaning louder at the feeling.

"Finish your sentence, I want to hear every dirty thought that comes to your brain." His thick Russian accent only makes you harder, to the point where it's beginning to become painful. You don't have much time to focus on that when Sova's fingers slowly slide out of your hold before slamming back in, making you let out a shriek of delight. "Keep talking. I won't tell you again." He warned, his fingers not giving your poor asshole a break. You gripped the sheets, taking a moment to collect your thoughts even though you know that the other's patience is running thin.

“Yes! I-I can’t get enough of your cock!” You finally stammered out, your body tensing up as a third finger was inserted into your ass. Your moans soon overtook your words as pleasure coursed throughout your body.

“Yeah? You can’t wait to be fucked and filled by my giant cock?” Sova egged you on, but all you could do was nod. His other hand gripped your hair and pulled your head back, making you gasp in shock. His fingers didn’t light up, in fact you swore they pushed deeper inside you, attacking your nerves at a steady and hard rhythm. “Like a little bunny caught in my trap~ Do you know what little bunnies get, Y/N?”

At this point you weren’t even sure if you were processing what he was saying, all you could think of was how you were nearing another orgasm from your boyfriend’s skilled hands. “Cum!” You yelled out, hoping it was the right answer.

Sova growled, pleased with your answer. “Good boy~” The praise mingled with your displeasure as he removed his fingers from your hole. You whined loudly and wiggled your ass back towards him, feeling so empty without something to fill you up. Your hole was puckering and you couldn’t help but spasm from being taken off the edge. That feeling only lasted so long before Sova inserted his cock into your asshole. You let out a loud groan that harmonized with his, your bodies fitting together like two pieces of a perfect puzzle. “Oh fuck baby.” He groaned, not quite moving anymore. He was halfway inside you, letting you adjust to his size.
“You’re so b-big~” You squeaked out, doing your best to relax your muscles to allow the full insertion. Your knuckles started growing white from gripping on the sheets, and you were glad when Sova finally let go of your hair to instead hold your hands. One of his hands rested on your hips, and you shifted your hold to his other one. You felt the rest of his length enter your hole and he groaned. He stayed still for another moment, but you wish he hadn’t. “Sova…” You whined, moving your hips back as much as he’d allow it. Luckily for you he got the hint, and he started to thrust into you. His thrusts were slow and shallow, stretching you out.

Sova’s breath got heavy and his grip on your hips got tighter, while your moans got more high pitched. He started to thrust deeper inside you, keeping a slow pace. It was almost excruciatingly slow, considering you knew just how he could fuck like a wild animal. “Please Sova.” You begged. “I-I want to be y-your helpless krolik, unable to t-think about anything but your cock.” To be fair, you were probably at that point already.

Your begging was always able to break Sova, and he started thrusting faster into you. “My little c-cockslut.” He got out through his own groans, pushing your back down in order for your ass to stick out more. He let go of himself, and fucked you as if he hated you. Though the soft caresses on your knuckles told you otherwise. Your eyes were tightly shut, your mouth agape as endless moans streamed out.

The entire outer world was forgotten by you two. The Christmas party, and who might be listening in. It was just you and Sova, and your innate desire for one another. His cock stretched you out in all the right ways, and filled you to the brim. Everytime he pulled out and thrusted back in you felt like it went deeper. It was as if you were having a contest to see who could moan louder, and nobody was keeping track of who was winning. As he slammed into you over and over you felt yourself build up another orgasm.

“I’m gonna cum!” You moaned, gripping his hand tightly. You were grateful he was so strong and could take all your squeezed and scratching, when Sova took you on your back. “Please Sova, cum in me.” You begged, squeezing his cock with your hole to try to entice him.

“My krolik always gets stuffed with cum~” He promised, groaning. His thrusts were getting a bit sloppy now, a tale tell sign that he was getting close. “Cum with me.” Sova ordered, making his last few thrusts as powerful as possible. You were screaming on his cock and started twitching slightly, your own cock making a mess of the sheets beneath you. At the same time, you felt strands of hot, white, cum fill your ass and spill out as Sova’s last few thrusts impaled you. He collapsed over your body, not pulling out. “Good boy~” Was the last thing you heard him whisper, before drifting asleep with the Russian’s weight being your sleep aid.

You wouldn’t have enjoyed the party that much, anyway.