@giddyub: it's the glint of iridescent glass that catches the eye, the devil's poison slipping down the edges of the bottle and into the merc's mouth. in free hand, cigar betwixt cybernetic digits as flames dull out of existence. typically a disappointing sight, but alas he knows better than to taint a youn' darling's heart with hellish fumes. despite all, he has no doubt that she wants something from he. " go on, get with it, " lids falling half, he revels in silence, admiring that adorable visage.
she’s seated across the small table in her studio apartment, window rustling the purple curtains with a sigh through the cracked window. the cool sea breeze floats around them as a temptress, deeply enraptured with the storm brewing betwixt the vaquero and his hacker. titanium nails drum lightly against the scarred wood, and the file beneath... it’s information for another day. she does his dirty work, after all, for a price, but sometimes certain things came free - and her company was one of them.
jewel tone orbs sweep to the bottle glinting in the violet light of her monitors, and the candles that remain lit in the small kitchenette. she offers him the vaguest smirk in those tinted lips, before reaching forward to steal his drink. to her lips she brings it, downing a bit of the poisonous liquor with not an ounce of restraint. her small frame is then unfolded from her seat, and she stands instead to move herself across from him. peering downwards, sombra gives him a delighted ounce over, and then hands find his shoulders, and she deposits herself in his lap with hardly a moment of pretense. slim legs fold neatly over one side of him, so she sits sideways against his warmth. a hand rests lightly upon his shoulder, while the other plucks that burning cigar from his lips, and instead pulls it to her own. a slow, measured inhale leaves her, and she savors the spiced burn - before exhaling towards him, so that smoke curls about both their features in the dim light.
“ you giving me orders now, mccree? ” the cigar is placed back into his mouth, and she blinks slowly at him through the haze, her smirk lascivious and eyes bright with mischief. “ you sure you don’t want to have some fun first? all work and no play is a piss poor way to live out your life. ” besides, that file contained bombshells that she was not... exactly eager to share. at least not yet.
