👉👈 I know it's already passed Christmas but have you ever done a tied up Talon!Assistant with pretty bow and cute "accessories" being placed on bed as a surprise? 🥺how would Talon react?
I sorta took some liberties with this request but they're all somewhat Christmas themed!! Sorry I'm so late, I hope you likey :)
*ೃ༄ Mauga's been looking for you all day. You've been swept off your feet, trying to get past the hustle and bustle of the public to get everyone's Christmas gifts. So caught up that you're starting to get stressed, and well, he can't have that.
When you make it back, there's a box sat neatly next to your bobbleheads. Which you have to quickly cram back shut when you open it, to save the eyes of the poor new recruit who'd come up to your desk. You scowl to yourself once he passes, but your expression softens when you find that the early Xmas gift is actually rather sweet.
A new nightdress. Silky, smooth and in your favourite colour. Whoever left it knew you well, and you decide to wear it to bed later that night after your dinner outing with Mauga.
...Who takes great joy in flipping it up to watch himself disappear into your pussy. Your hands cinched behind your back with his belt as he takes your stress away himself. Growling into your ear about how he just knew the dress would look so good on you, making you choke on a gasp as you realise it was him all along.
*ೃ༄ Moira follows a slew of sticky notes to her lab. It's a rather silly thing, some cheesy, romantic lyrics to a Christmas song that she'd never heard of before. She collects all of them until she comes across the final one, posted in the centre of a Christmas wreathe she did not hang up. When she enters, she pockets all of the neatly folded notes and hangs her lab coat on the door.
"I believe you were behind all of this melodrama?" Moira muses, locking the door with apt attention before turning to finally face you.
"How did you know?" You giggle breathily, languidly lifting your legs to show her the pure evidence of your arousal, slick dripping down your inner thighs and onto her workbench. You'd clearly been awaiting her presence, and who was she to keep you waiting?
*ೃ༄ You were supposed to meet Siebren for tea earlier that day. But it was well past noon, and you'd yet to show up. A bit of a worry wart, Sigma makes his way immediately to your room, as perhaps maybe you were just feeling a bit under the weather and forgot to alert him
Only, you don't exactly hear him coming because of his ability to float. And you also coincidentally forgot to lock your door, his sudden entry making you shriek and go careening off the side of your bed.
Luckily, you don't quite hit the floor.
Siebren floats you closer, so close that your noses are almost touching. He unwinds his hands from where they were clasped behind his back, reaching out to gently feel the lacy fabric hugging your skin. "Is this...for me?"
His expression darkens considerably when you nod, bashful and timid, feeling ever so vulnerable while he has you weightless in the air.
"You should have said so." He murmurs, thumbing your chin lovingly before you're lowered gently to the floor knees first, the straining tent in his slacks radiating warmth onto your cheek. "Your tea has gone cold."
*ೃ༄ Amelie notices that some of her and Gerard's old Christmas decorations are missing. It wasn't too much of a concern, considering she was the one who'd gifted you the box in the first place. She herself had no use for the items, and it was well worth it if it brought you so much joy. Only, she counted a few items missing once you'd told her that you had already strung up all the lights and tinsel. She quickly forgets about it once her day progresses, sent on a particularly nasty mission by Akande, she comes back to her mansion with only one thing on her mind. You.
She almost doesn't notice you at first, sat beside the extravagant tree, hidden amidst all the presents like a special little gift addressed to her, and her only. Amelie eyes you for a hot minute, a smirk curling her lips when she realises that beneath the Christmas lights you'd trussed yourself up in, you were also wearing the lingerie set she'd bought you a while back.
And as she let her own clothes pool to the ground, she considered letting you open one of your presents a bit early. Something nice and big that she can wear and watch you stretch yourself open on.
*ೃ༄ Gabriel knows what you're up to. It doesn't stop him from reaping the benefits, though. Reaper finds great joy in skulking around corners, waiting like a snake in the grass for his time to strike. Whether it be to scare you silly, or to snatch you up for the hour and fuck you dumb. He always has to give you a little something to keep you on your toes around him - as he can't let you get too comfortable. So when you start checking around corners and narrowing your eyes at shadowy spots in the hall as if he might be there staring back at you, he knows somethings up.
When he does find you, it's to his absolute delight. You, naked as the day you were born, silky red fabric keeping your arms tied tight behind you, glimmering under lamplight like blood on skin as you squirm against the sheets on his bed. Gabriel can't help but growl out his desire, his claws trailing your skin and leaving goosebumps in their wake. He takes your invitation with inherent greed and nothing near gratitude, fucking as many loads as he can physically muster into your glistening cunt, his hips moving shallowly until you beg him for a moment of reprieve.
Only, rather than freeing you after he had his fun, he decides to leave you there with a pat on your ass and nothing to cover yourself but the bruises on your skin.
*ೃ༄ You know that Olivia's been keeping tabs on you, so you fully intend to surprise her. She's got a keen habit of hacking into Talon's security cameras, just to make sure you're doing okay. Luckily, you've memorised all of the blind spots of said cameras. It's great in a pinch if you're trying to surprise her, or make her jealous. Either works. Unfortunately, Sombra presumes its the latter, and is quick to plant a nanny cam in your bedroom to get her own back.
She makes her way to your room while you're mid setup, grinning at you from the door like a Cheshire cat as you struggle with the sparkly purple tinsel adorning your body. Olivia's certainly charmed by your efforts, and makes sure to take a good few pictures for safekeeping before she pounces on you.
*ೃ༄ Akande has banned Christmas decorations around the workplace. You attempt to change his mind about it. Which, in all retrospect, isn't actually that hard. For such a man, he seems to find it rather hard to say no to little old you.
Which is exactly why the age old trick of bending yourself over his desk works a charm. Sure, the dark red ribbon wrapping your thighs helps. And sure, the little frilly bell collar sways him to your whim a small bit too.
But what really does it? What really gets him to give in?
The noise of said bell. Chiming noisily as it slaps against your skin, ringing aloud among all of your moans as he ruts into your cunt from behind, grinding you into the ornate, carved mahogany of his desk as he pumps another creamy load into your overfilled pussy.
The ban is lifted the very next day.
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